Now I lay awake, From my long hibernation. The vaults of your mirror, now a fake, An illusion, and your fervor creation.   Pass on O' the reflections of your mirror, I don't want to be enlightened again. No time to repeat the errors, I must hurl to my dreams.   Wasted I was, now I know, By your paramount lunacy. No signs of surrender to your shadows, Insanity has felled to my reality.

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About Author: Arjun Dahal is an undergrad student of Physics at Tri-Chandra Campus(4th year). His keen interests lie in Physics, Mathematics, Music, Literature, and Philosophy. His English works have appeared/forthcoming in Blue Marble Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Yellow Chair Review, and DWIT News. His Nepali Poems have appeared in Kharibot.com:Nepal's Digital Newspaper, Mirmire Online, Motivate News,  Salleri Khabar, Truth Nepal, Himalayan Kangaroo, and Darpan Sansaar.