A Mirror[By Hiba Al Haramain]

I went after dinner,

towards the mirror to understand the new changes in me,

but, I could see the front side of glass self- promoting her,

to conceal my face.

The waves of the sea,

Comes to deliver the brutality against novelty,

hiding the generosity behind the flow.

Trying to be clearer more and more always,

Trying to be genuine constantly,

Trying to be richer again and again,

She is trying to hide me enviously.

I decided to Kick her with all my strength,

to abandon her forever,

to self-project myself instead of her naughty double face.

I doesn’t need an antagonist mirror to understand my change,

Since I haven’t time to clear her face for me.