Looking In The Mirror Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
Looking In The Mirror
Well, she has seen everything now
All the whites and all the blacks
And all the colours in between
Nothing shocks her anymore
Well, not to a very great extent
Being human means being weak
In some ways
Being a bundle of contradictions
Having opposite poles
So is life
Glorious in all its imperfections
Gold with certain impurities
Only if she could remove
Some of the impurities in her
And shine like pure gold
Nature smiles
Looking at the audacity of man
Finding faults with its creations
Beautifully crafted. Loved it. One more great piece. Thanks.
A great poem! Let me quote, 'So is life Glorious in all its imperfections Gold with certain impurities Only if she could remove Some of the impurities in her And shine like pure gold Nature smiles Looking at the audacity of man Finding faults with its creations'
An excellent poem with a great message....5 stars and to my favourites
Coated gold is just immitation that can never be a piece of pure gold
This sober poem reveals the reality, the truth. I like the contemplation of purity....pure Gold!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 4:23:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
True words regarding the nature of life and human beings. A meaningful write
Thank you.............