Me & My Mirror

 
As you pour your soft glance,
Afront into this shiny image,
The kinder eyes and the tender cheeks,
Divert you towards their lineage.
You walk in front of the mirror,
And see yourself standing alone
There nobody else judging you
No, it is just you and your soul.
When you find words of praise,
The mirror may stop you, 
It may instill different feelings
And be happiest seeing you reminiscing. 
There is no one in the still room,
Nobody to tell you of your worth
Just you and your soul looking deep,
Finding a key to your optimum peace.
Just by looking into your own eyes,
You realise, no need for a pedestal,
For here lies pure solace,
Between you and the mirror.
 
  

 
 By Manushree Kadu