Whoever said a mirror
was all gloss and shine
Whoever said a mirror
told you all was fine
The mirror of lore
where pretty lasses of yore
the fairest of em' all
smiled and stood tall
is but a fine tale
told to chubby children
huddled up in quilts
mouth agape and pale
The mirror of the modern day
is deep, dark and got lots to say
comes in all shapes and forms
and follows no rules o' norms
Sometimes it is a friend
who is just being 'honest'
at times it is the mentor
putting you on a test
The stranger on the road
whispering as you pass by,
Or the office gossip
trailing you on the sly
or just a well-wisher
too eager to disagree
and the online personality quiz
ten clicks and its free
everyone's a mirror
showing 'you' to you
everything that you are
everything that you do
tall, slim, fat and stout
maybe an occasional horn or snout
at times you are the devil
at times almighty incarnate
sometimes beauty embodied
sometimes a balding pate
so if I were to spin a yarn
for my forthcoming progeny
changes in the tale of yore
I would make a many :)
3 comments:
beautiful Neelam! Interesting the change in the tale of yore begins with mirror! Dont know why but it reminds me of Gulzar's lines:
Aao hum sab pahan le aayeine
Sabhi dekhenge apna hi chehra
Sab ko saare hansi lagenge yahaan!
(Come, let's all wear mirrors
Everyone will see his own face
Everyone here will like everyone else!)
Nice ! :) the reflections of the inner mirror. i used to think if everyone walked around with mirrors covering their faces, then everyone will end up liking each other .
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