What frightens you,
when you lie awake at night
unable to sleep
watching the shadows
as they creep
closer to your bed?
What keeps you awake
when worried thoughts curl
and weave their way
through your mind
ruffling feathers
and flying blind?
What stops you from falling
back to peaceful sleep
when the nightmares of the day
stop haunting your nights
and gather to wrestle
sleep from your eyes?
Who is it you see
when you look in the mirror
and the mask slips away…
Do you rejoice,
or do you sigh back
into your camouflage?
ipsita banerjee 
What a beautiful poem
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Lovely! That’s quite thought-provoking.
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its very difficult to lose our loved one’s, nice post
#MyFriendAlexa
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A lovely poem, Ipsita. I fear losing the loved ones.
https://www.rohankachalia.com/2018/09/payback-part-2/
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Loved it
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I am scared of loosing my loved ones.i dont want to loose any one.
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When I look in the mirror, I see mixed flavours of my character. Some I am proud of and others I have to work on.
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Fire. I worry about the house catching on fire while I sleep.
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