Neela Nath Das
Mirror, Mirror Tell Me The Truth - Poem by Neela Nath Das
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.
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