Love Of Life - In Your Mirror

Eyeing into a mirror, searched me where I am

The figure was looking familiar but somewhat scram

This was the first moment when I thought of this disproportionate image 

My low phase was pressing me to mend small little specks of damage

I found my canvas was full of dull and withered colours

Decided to innovate rather than being it duller

Chose assorted brushes and radiant hues 

Strokes of brush were masking my old bruise

An old canvas has developed into a magnificent contemporary art

Felt as if I'm evolved and something in me is off the chart.

My realm is full of ambience

Every novelty is a sign of transience

It's another day when I'm staring in the mirror

But today I'm in love with myself and I'm my dearer.