Catharsis
Published in

Catharsis

POETRY

Mirrored

tale

Soft, golden morning ray touched me with a welcoming song of birds
chirping from the nearest tree branches,
my blanket-covered body asked me to stay in bed,
mind decided otherwise

the brush and the toothpaste synced event ended as usual
eyes sharpened, hairs synchronized
and I looked at the mirror for

--

--

Catharsis is a platform for thinkers, ponderers, writers, wanderers, and wonderers.

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store