Mornings
Were very special
Every single lady
Of the huge mansion
Would sit facing me !
Ravenous hair
Translucent skin
Would get care
Only getting nod from me !
Gorgeous dresses
Ancestral jewellery
Would adorn the bodies
Only getting agreed by me !
Natural makeup and perfumes
Would be applied on
Only after consulting me !
Nights were dull and slow
All the dresses
Jewellery make up
Would be dumped
And thrown at me !
Darkness
Would hide
Pain, tiredness
Bruises sometimes
From the ever present
Eyes of me!
They used to take
Very good care of me !
No smears
No cracks
On their faithful friend-me !
Time passes on
They grow older
Some pass away
Some still consult me !
Smears specks cracks
Make me unused
Day by day.
Someone threw a glass
On me one day
Because
He did not like
His own reflection---
I remain forever faithful
Albeit
A broken mirror today !
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