MIRROR

The person stand next to me,
Know me very well.
She is continuously staring at me,
Observing this, I scream
I meet a person
Whom I have never seen...

People called her cruel
As she is faithful
Some of them dislike her
For being truthful

I melt and surprised
All thoughts are scattered
And I am speechless

Looking at her, her ambitions
Are seen instead of eyes
Trying to touch her hand
Unable to do so.
It seems that she wants
To say something but
Couldn't speak a word.
Her silence tell a lot
More than that
I had never listen.

The personality she wears is amazing
But the beauty in her thought made it fascinating
More than anything.

Suddenly, I asked ' who are you? '
She replied in a voice as a whole
Without moving her lips
But from her soul.

Yes ,you are right dear,
I am you whom you meet
When you look at the mirror

Everyday you stare at me
Just looking at your external beauty
Which not even lasts for a day
Gradually your beauty will be
Ruined by the cruel time.

Dayfaring towards the world's
Demonstrative race
You are fail to recognize the
Beauty within your face.

The love, kindness in your heart
The passion inside you before every start.

These all becomes frustration
Listening to my inner voice
I became hollow by her revelation.

Stepping towards success,
We neglect the happiness
Forget about the patience
Meditation and kindness.

I perceive the truth, hidden behind the mirror.
Looking at the mirror, I find me in the reservoir
Of ME.
----PRIYANKA KUMARI