Mirror: The Other Side Poem by Apuna Rato

'Who are you? ' I asked the man
Standing right before me.
By a mere insincere glance,
Anyone can sense a miser was he.
I saw in him fat flat nose
With high cheek bone,
Pimples in his yellow skin,
Head unpleasantly huge but
Limbs too weak to be called man.

'I am beautiful, handsome too
A fox in lamb's skin, they called.
Avoided by teacher yet peer's favorite,
Questions unanswered but letters plenty,
Envy by the boys, worship by girls
I am Casanova of modern times
Who charmed the fools by a smile,
And who lured dozen of princesses'
Replied the man with dim smile.

I collapsed to the wooden floor
Recalling how immodest I was
And how the things had been.
I had gone too far too wrong.
I wonder when and how
Confusion mounted so high
And things turned unethical.
Indeed, in search of pleasure
I left behind the noble path.