surfaces that change
dimensions of existence
enthuse
as well as
scare me
reflections
don’t speak the truth
eyes that see
twist me
out of shape
fluidity threatens
but shows alternatives
I need to see myself
in a different way
before others do
Fluidity #writephoto
Reena Saxena 
Wow, almost like the calm reflections are deceptions! Isn’t it true? They aren’t the real thing….
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Mirages are never real. Narcissus never really found his love.
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Simply beautiful Reena.
Here’s mine!
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Thank you, Keith!
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Beautifully vulnerable.
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Thank you, Na’ama!
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sand and stone
and being left alone
the silica is then glass
and some of us
just third class
individuals
eh?
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Beautifully written!
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome 😉
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This is so wonderful, Reena, especially those last lines,.
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Thank you so much, VJ!
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Welcome, Reena!
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Wise words, Reena.
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Thank you!
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Wonderful poem – with great wisdom too, thank you Reena! 💖
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Thank you, Suzette!
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Eloquent. Poetry as beautiful as the photo. 🙂
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Thank you, Aishwarya!
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You are welcome, Ma’am. 🙂
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