Reflection

I am searching for a sinner

A sin he committed was to cheat his soul.

I need to punish him,

To give the dignity to self esteem, that it deserves.

The binocular of soul,

Captures your smallest sin.

The best scope you have

Is to surrender for reprieve.

A fool runs away from his soul's eyes,

Never reaches boundary till he dies.

He was confused, he was on the run,

A necessity to survive, sufficiency to find.

Commitment lacked in his will

To scale the mountains of the consummation.

Drained his respect for self into the gut,

He committed a sin.

The path of evil, crossed his run,

He double crossed his soul, to get the gun.

Shot himself but his body,

Shot at binocular, being nobody.

Bagful of sins, he is trying to hide,

Lost his pride to an egoist tide.

Searching was I for this person.

Rags were all he was left with,

Trying to escape form the eyes of his soul.

Falling apart with his sins

And running around with those bins.

I finally found him dead in a mirror,

He was nobody but my reflection.