The Empty Mirror

Dr Sudhansu Dash

Full of emptiness I am standing

From an unremembered past

To turn the troubles of my face merely upon myself

With passions of some difference

It gives me soil to my behavior

My breast has buried the thoughts of great values

My eyes see not myself, but the reflection of your somebody

Turning a no-body in every moment.

I have no such negligence

As will turn your hidden worthiness’ into your eyes

So that you might see your shadow

All dangerous images seek into me

That which is not me

You cannot see yourself so well as my reflection

I can modestly discover you for yourself that yet you know not

The false promises of your love

I prefer myself to all roots

To be afraid of your hidden image

The stormy hearts of disagreement with me

Arising from the flames of your body

Walking under your huge legs

Peeping about to find yourself in the dishonorable grave

I will consider what you have said

I will consider what you have to say

I will with patient have and find a time

Both we to hear and answer one another.