Sometimes I feel Stuck <br />In the <br />Whirlwind of life <br />Trapped inside <br />A huge <br />And an ugly twister <br />Where pitch black <br />And dull greys <br />Are throwing colors <br />On the barely visible exit <br />And then <br />It takes me deeper <br />Into the world of <br />Wildest <br />And fascinated <br />Imaginations <br />where <br />Its hard to recognize <br />Even my own reflection-<br /><br />Seema Chowdhury<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/own-reflection/
