The Real Image - Poem by Deepa Thomas
I knew not that image of yours
Nor ever can see that face,
Which your mirror prefers to reflect,
Which does not resemble you
Nor know your pains nor longings
Which never shows you as 'you'!
If you want to see the real you
Open your eyes and look into mine!
There, you see a face with all its passion
Which cries out at the slightest heed!
There you see an unmasked face
Reflecting all its aches, agonies,
Joys, trials and tribulations
Hiding behind that sunshine smile!
You will see the teardrops,
Your pillow absorbs and night blots!
You will see the beauty of a tearful face,
Which is striving to keep that smile
But my advice to you goes....
Remove your beautiful mask
And show the world, your real grace
Which no one can steal away from you! ! !
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