Terror Mirror

Terror mirror

Moments later my wake up call,
Seconds after morning dew’s fall,
With partially open eyes
I peep into the terror mirror
Hoping for a change whatsoever;
Soft strokes that I make with hand
Like breeze kissing past sea sand
Caressing the minor dislocations
Which require major alterations;
Praying for divine boon soon,
For the glamorous transmutation

Curses to unnecessary anxiety
Associated with this morbid curiosity;
It never reflects the inner beauty
Why then we go by looks?
Is a question that hooks?
Like drunkard’s plight the previous night
Making un-kept oaths,
Our misdemeanor continues………..

Accidents that may alter life’s events
Lessons that life may teach
Changes that time may bring about
Clout my mind with a vivid image
Mind like pool of water,
Clearer it is, clearer would be the reflection
And waves that disturb, is our diffidence.

“Face off! Face off!” cries my mirror
Not contours and profiles of face
But the false facades of mind
Mirror - the silver reflector of mind’s clarity
And not the blind reflector of one’s beauty.