The Mirror Reflects Poem by soumya j pratihari

“Oh you sleepy mistress, get up from your bed,
Listen to the bird’s call, while the sun at dawn is red,
A whole night has passed I have had you seen,
Come to me my love”, Said the mirror to the queen.
Getting off the bed, she went to a state of bliss,
Stood right in front of the mirror and put on him a lovely kiss,
Like the way she has been doing since years and years,
Her love was none but the lively and truthful mirror.
So much he loved her, that it was only she that she could see in him,
He was the only one who was there for her even in the faintest of the light beam.
One day the mirror asked” what is love oh my queen? ”
She replied” it’s the desperation for the passion,
That at times runs too deep to be reflected in the reflections,
That’s the best of yourself u seek in some other person.
The mirror asked again” if so be the case, then where am i? ,
Why can’t I see myself when I see right into your eyes,
Its you on me, you on your own eyeballs that I see,
Your love for me is like a mirage, reflection yet false.
Oh you selfish queen, you loved me because I reflected your beauty,
While you forgot that am a slave of faces and reflection is my duty,
Replace yourself with a mirror instead,
And we can reflect the light for miles, just standing apart a feet,
Yet we would be unseen in our own eyes,
Since the call of selfishness is what I always defy.
I pray to the almighty above,
Only if you humans can spread love,
The way we spread the light,
While it’s for the reflection of the self you all fight.
Learn from the mirrors to reflect without a want to be seen,
In every bond you humans break, there lies a mirror and a queen,
One fights to reflect every lumen,
While one treats the source of reflection to be unseen.