Years and years of reckless days
Sometimes beauty in bloom fades away
Away you go” even the mirror says
Old and ugly, I wont let stay

Break the mirror It can’t see your heart
It mocks your wrinkles and your scars
Body is a canvas and scars an art!
Break the mirror; it spoils, it mars

Mirror O Mirror on the wall
And the ones in bathrooms and the malls
I wont be judged, I wont be mocked
As for the beauty, from thy eye it’s cloaked..

The Gypsy


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