Mirror And I Poem by Aftab Alam

One day while looking face in mirror,
Questioned-Tell me, as I see my self
Can you see yourself in me? Heard yelp
Don't ask silly question, hurts; you vulgar

If I do a mistake, it's your mistake, Master,
You made me, so that I can make you, Mister,
I obey you, yet, I am so delicate- a fragile,
I know the reason of my existence-ye beguile,

So surprised, astonished-"It's my inner voice,
Or voice from heaven "I kept mute, no choice
I mumbled -not known, ‘cause, I fumbled
In due course, I broke the mirror; I tumbled

Surrounding filled with laughter, but I bled,
"Lord, forgive me, away from Thee, oft I fled "