The Stranger Me..

As I wake everyday with the breaking of my alarm,

And stand in front of the mirror,

I see a stranger's face in it,

And rolling down his cheek is a round big tear,

I move closer to have a clearer vision,

And try to figure out his identity,

And soon I realise that the stranger in the mirror,

Was no one else but me..

I was still in a perplexed state of mind,

Could that person surely be me?

Because I was never this way the mirror showed,

And this wasn't the image that I used to see..

I had lost myself somewhere in the mysterious hours,

And my identity was hidden behind that stranger's face,

I am confuse how to bring back myself,

And I don't know this condition will enslave me for how many more days..

I figure out that I have puzzled myself with all sort of questions and doubts,

And now I have to resolve this mystery,

Because I find no other way to break the shackles of this stranger's face,

And now I just feel like a bird which cannot fly free..

But I still have a ray of hope left inside me,

And I think that's enough to get me back,

I believe that once again I'll be the real me,

And I'll stand firm on the sailing ship's deck..

So now is the time to face that stranger,

And I am unaware whether it will be my loss or gain,

But I believe I am strong enough to defeat that stranger,

And I'll meet myself once again..

Heet Desai