Mirror, Mirror on The Wall

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who’s the prettiest

I asked them all

The answers were different all the time

And never took a name which was mine

I kept looking in the mirror day and night

When the mirror would love me and hold me tight

And last night when I woke up in my dreams

I saw myself looking at my extreme

She looked so gorgeous full of attitude

And told me the secret to my gratitude

I walk with oomph, I walk in style

My style is so classy, its so versatile

Sarees, suits, a dress or pair of jeans

I carry it well just like my teens

Biba, Lakme, Levi or Gucci

I match it well with an elegant Mochhi

I dress to charm, I dress to kill

I keep it impeccable yet simple

I am a fashionista , I am a diva

A girl full of compassion

And passionate about ‘FASHION’

I heard it all I heard it well

To push myself out at last from my shell

The beauty is in me as the one in the mirror

I just have to know how to make it clearer

So if I ask the mirror next

The beauty would be me unperplexed