Four Eyes of the Same Mirror

by Hiba rb

To some you are a glowing casket,

Waiting to numb their sleepless pain,

To some, the flowing water; to mirror

Their smiles or sunken eyes each evening.

Or

               a friendly morning nod,

               your evening tea,

               a solemn look,

               mourning,

               sleep,

               a painting,

               winter's cold,

               a child's laugh,

               an evening stroll,

               a night dressed with tears.

(Face the mirror)

             you are each shade of dirt and sun,

             each shade giving birth to the sky,

             a canvas of miracles and mistakes,

             a silent night, fading with tears,

             rejuvenated by your heart.

To you,

              you are a five year-old's drawing,

              flawed and kept close, after all.

Hiba rb is a 20 year old aspiring writer and poet, studying BS English from the National University of Modern Languages, Islamabad. Her poems have been published several times in US Weekly. She occasionally displays her writing on her WordPress blog and her Instagram. As a student of literature, most of her work reflects emotions, trauma, and the beauty found in life's intricacies. She's currently writing her debut book.

visual by fatima jafar.