I think of dreams sometimes.
Dreams bring alive light & darkness together.
The light reminds me of me.
The Darness says it's me.
Who will be telling about the true me?
The world or the Mirror?
Mirror may not tell who you are?
It gives the reflection you wish for.
The image is blurred by thoughts
and not because of vision.
I look down the memory lane
and see the arrogant yet innocent me.
The me was not just that but also weak, social,
and one who cared.
This me has changed to polite yet manipulative, narcissist,
cynic, sociopath, and atheist one.
Who should be the future choice for me?
What is ultimate goal - peace of world or piece of world - forever me?
-- Kalingaa...
