Sometimes I feel Stuck
In the
Whirlwind of life
Trapped inside
A huge
And an ugly twister
Where pitch black
And dull greys
Are throwing colors
On the barely visible exit
And then
It takes me deeper
Into the world of
Wildest
And fascinated
Imaginations
where
Its hard to recognize
Even my own reflection-
Seema Chowdhury
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/own-reflection/
