Anya Ramanujam ‘Mid Term Assignment’

Prompt # 3
Repetition:Mirror,reflections 

Everyday I look in the mirror
And ask myself
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of them all
But there is no reply
So I quietly accept the silence
And walk away

As I go about my day
I’m constantly measuring and analysing
my every move
I again reflect upon myself
Only this time, it is through the mirror
Of someone else’s view
I ask it as well
Who is the fairest of them all
And yet again..
I get no answers

People tell me that I dream of fairytales
That the mirror I am holding for myself
Is broken
Is false
And does not reflect
The things that I am supposed to see

So what am I supposed to see?
I ask
You should see that you are,
Like everybody else
Are a flawed creature
There is nothing good or fair about you
The mirror you hold , only reflects the truth

the reality
Of you being ugly
Of how your nose is too big for your face
Of how far apart your eyes are
making you look like a mouse
Of your hair being thin and wirey
Of the way your teeth are
crooked and uneven
This is what you really are, they say
This is what your mirror should reflect

But I know I am ugly
I reply

I know what the mirror I am holding on to
The mirror on the wall
The endless mirrors that are around me
What they all reflect
And I am okay with it
I am also going to keep
My ‘false reflections’ with me
Why? you ask me
Because, as flawed a creature
I may be
I know they are MY flaws
And they are mine to keep







Prompt #3
Repition: I want

I want

To fall in love
With everyone who I would ever meet
To cherish every moment I spend with them
To be with them
When the times are good
And when they aren’t so good

I want
To be happy
to be comfortable in my own skin
to being able to appreciate
how unique and wonderful
I am
As well as how wonderful and unique
the whole world around me is


I want
To be free
from all the negativity and uglines

the same world
would throw at me

I want
To end
the violence
the anger
the slaughter
the pain
the greed
Everything that makes us hate the world
That we come to experience it daily
Of being judged
And the way we judge others
On the basis of our looks, behaviour, our religion
social standing, gender, sexuality...
And the countless categories of differences
We each put ourselves in

Finally
I want
My wants to be fulfilled
Knowing fully, in my head
That all this is wishful thinking
It’s too good to be true
And yes, saying such things
Would make all the pessimists and the sceptics

Dancing with glee, seeing through the hollowness
In my words
I agree with you too
But, putting the mind aside
I know my heart as well
That I won’t stop my
believing and wanting
Of such things to happen
In my life
And the world I would live in


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Comments

  1. i liked the mirror, reflection part. It seems as if you had lot of things unsaid and wanted it all out even though that may or may not be true. It felt as an exigency of venting out.

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