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The Mirror

The Mirror

The sun slowly fades,
Shattered glass lies in my room…
No one knows about the shattered glass.
It lies quietly in the gloom.

This mirror…which I saw…
Showed the best in me...
The Mirror hid all that needed to be hidden
Hid all that which could not be hidden.

The Mirror – My best friend
Everyday I stared at it and it stared back at me …
For a change did not judge me…loved me
Just reflected everything I gave to it.

But for one moment there was rage
The Mirror witnessed the anger, the intolerance, the hatered …! !
The ugliness which did show…poured out and demonstrated
The hidden monster trapped in chains….
Screaming and shouting
Wanting to be released!

I never knew how the Mirror crumbled,
Now when I look at the shattered glass which lies in my floor…
All I see is broken smiles, broken pieces
I experience a lingerance of dream abandoned.

I tried picking it up, putting the pieces together-making it hold
The pieces just kept cutting into my skin…
Blood trickled down, down on the Mirror
The mirror which once admired my beauty, now bathed gladly in my red blood.

On busy days, and its quite nights
When the house is breathing…
World’s asleep, all in restful peace
I roll out of bed and witness the true me.

The Mirror, at a moment shows everything
I could have been but dared not to be…
Realizing beauty has to be from the inside.
I hold my heart; I stare down and wait for the morning.

The sun rises, the ugliness of the night disappears
The world seems beautiful and warm.
Yet know one knows that my true self
Lies in the shattered glass in my room…
Roshni Ali

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Mirror, Mirror Tell Me The Truth

Who is more beautiful
we or our mind?
Should we tell the truth openly
or bite one from behind?
Mirror, mirror tell me
soon, don't keep suspense- - - -
can morality be sold,
in pound, dollar or in pence?
If anyone hurts without
any cause, should I keep patience?
Mirror, mirror, tell him now,
his digs make no sense.
Neela Nath Das

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Animal Men

Animal men do think a dangerous weapon is kind,
And fortunate songs are written due to states
Inside a few mirrors, noses are pinned to smell.
The smell of a finger is like guests,
And eating may concern you further with disgust.
My mirror is made going to, my animal man
Is in his mirror, and why does this action be learnt?
Learning a real intelligent manliness
Has sprinted our action and reflected our thoughts
In the mirrors that display hard facts about gods
Of the world. Of a success is the man who abstains
From animal acts, each of them are bright yet harm is in their sight
And felt by the fingers.
Each harmful man is some kind of animal,
And the mad are those who can be not sane.
Naveed Akram

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My Love In A Mirror

She stood there
looking at herself...
at the beauty God bestowed on her
in front of this mirror

I stood behind her, wrapping my soul around her
my dark brown arms against her pale skin,
covering her nakedness
in front of this mirror

Our bodies stirred, feeling the fire
remembering our lovemaking earlier,
and previous times we have stood here
in front of this mirror

Like this very moment, her eyes
arresting me, her soul possessing me,
the warmth of my body against hers
in front of this mirror
Pablo Loves Life

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