Bleak Mirror

We See bleak picture in mirror
not certain whether mirror at
fault, or our face is, as shown,
jump claiming mirror wrong.

There, we go wrong as others,
Pass buck, hide truth, point
accusing fingers, exonorate the
self, when dark sheep hide within.

' Aham nijo parovetti gananaa laghu
Chetasaam...' We harp repeate lie
hundred times, trying falsity a truth,
picock feathered Crow dancing mad.

Life, a mirror, see our face within,
poor actor, complains faulty stage.
Eyes, jondiced, see world yellow, true?
Why complain while we, at dock stand?

by Ramesh Joshi

Comments (1)

the unchanging God, i love this poems :) #God_of_mercies