Seeing Myself

The more I stay at home
 the more visible I am turning,
 ironic it  sounds, ain’t it? 
that is what is real.

I  am seen  with the virtual in mind
the image grows larger than the real.
 a bit of physics which I studied 
young rescues me,

The real image is made 
of converging rays
 while the virtual 
is an extension of divergences.

I remain at the focal point
where my varied installations 
 convert me as an image
 which is bigger than the lifelike.

Being  absolutely an unfit
 I squeeze myself into the mould
with an unease, with a suspicion 
 as how  I am perceived.