Mirror

What's the use of the mirror

When there's none to look at it?

Whom should it smile to,

When its lying out there in dust,

Away from the world's eyes???

This mirror hangs on the wall

Awaiting the right person 

To come and pick it up;

So that  it can give back

That everlasting smile...

Perhaps its crying out loud

For someone to pick it up;

For its feeling lonely & abandoned...

Perhaps it has sealed in its heart

The most beautiful image it ever saw!

And in the lonely moments,

When the longing is intense,

The mirror unveils that image

Embedded in its heart; clear & vivid,

And no more it feels all alone!