Murmuring
Murmuring
Tell me mirror tell me true
Who is fairer than you,
Mirror always says
If your face is the index of the mind
Then close the eyes and disclose your
Real finds.
I ask the honeybee
Do you sting first while collecting honey?
From flowers
Honeybee nodded in a busy schedule and
Replied
Go to your forlorn lover and enquired
Who has embraced first and taste the
Honey.
I amazed and posed for a while!
I went to an old lady, hold her hand tightly to cross the road
I whispered to her
Why you are alone on the road,
She replied lower down her tonal
Better ask the road from where it has come and where to go!
I got my answer ....!
