Mirror

Mirrors are not liars.

Accept with your smile

Or regret with your tears.

As it said

Beauty lie in the eye of beholder .

But mirror told the status of the beauty.

As we grow old with ages.

Still remembered the day of my childhood,

Made weird faces in front of the mirror.

And laughed alone.

What the days those were.

Maybe he didn’t applause for my expressions !

But always available for my performance.

It was the mirror ,

Who introduced me with my carefree teenager.

Showed me first glimpse of the beauty.

Mirror was the witness of my first love’s blushes.

It was the mirror,

Introduced the different ages of life.

It was the mirror,

Who had seen my tears,my smiles.

My best companion for my expressions.

Still cleaning the mirror,

Seeing my expressions……

……………………………….by Sushma S.✍📜