Living life is a messy work of art. Yes! It is an art.
We are all irrational.
We fall in love, we love to hate
sometimes we even love who we hate.
Then ignore those who care
And care for those who ignore.
A time comes when
Everything seems perfect in its place.
This fairy tale life doesn't continue forever.
Like a mirror, the reflection of life breaks into many pieces
We can see ourselves but it is not perfect.
Looking at a scattered mirror
We could see many different reflections.
There are many different images.
In case of a mirror
We just sweep it away
bring a new mirror to see ourselves.
That doesn't happen in real life.
