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Jul 2018
A piece of glass in between a frame,
Whatever is put in front, it will reflect the same;
The only object that tells no lies,
Can be of any length, shape, or size;
People spend hours in front of it, expecting a tale,
Some even expect it to shower compliments, but to no avail;
It is an everyday object that is not thought about twice,
Used mainly to check the curvature of one’s belly after consuming too much rice;
Also, a handy object to re check your blush,
So that you know it looks perfect while you walk past your crush;
Some people stare at themselves all day long,
Sometimes creating their own problems despite nothing being wrong;
Fear the mirror, because it contains a certain lust,
For it will keep you standing there till you’re covered in dust;
Use it as a simple tool to appreciate what is real,
Refrain from only looking at it to admire your physical appeal;
For if you use it as the Evil Queen’s ‘Magic Mirror on the Wall’,
You will definitely be engulfed by jealousy’s call…
Rahul Luthra
Written by
Rahul Luthra  Hyderabad
(Hyderabad)   
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