Poetry writing

Mirror

When I look in the mirror 
I see
Myself standing with pride in my eyes
With no regrets
For having given my all.. 
The wrinkles over the face
Tells a story unspoken of
Thin strips of hair glued 
Over the scalp 
Reflect the aging 
Heavy rimmed glasses 
painting a perfect picture
Overgrown beard 
pointing the carelessness
I blink  and  once  again
 visualise the same
For it won’t change….

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