Two Mirrors... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Two mirrors
standing face to face
see what?

Standing in extravagant light?
Standing in a flood of darkness?

Does the poverty of reflections
break their glassy hearts?

Do they have any choice
about the reflections in them?
Even if they had
who would bother to care about it?

Would they have not lashed on
their disliked things
had they tongues
and were they sharp?

Then the God makes them mute
with a wise purpose?