The world distort-ed
Reflect-ed in a window
The eyes are deceiv’d
A fleeting glimpse
In a train window pane:
The wide world passes us by
Totnes railway station
Worth a thousand words,
A mere image
Can express so much so quickly
Caught by the camera,
Frozen in time:
An eternal memory
Postcard of a scene in Bangalore during the British occupation
In time, it will become bald.
Won’t we all?
Is life a dandelion?
What is reality ?
What is reflect-ed?
Who will tell me? Can you?
What is the opposite of ‘selfie’?
Is it ‘selfless’?
Or just: ‘photo’?
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