What If A Mirror Was A Canvas
What if the mirror was a canvas!
It could wipe all the scars inflicted thus for being a girl,
I could paint her as humane,
Instead of branding her as a dependant forever,
– Could hammer her into shape with boister,
– Could imprint the feudal vanity of lords,
And bruises of civilization left on her,
– would conceal all my scars with Maybelline or L ‘oreal,
Perhaps implant a rose in my cheeks and your favourite Lily on my bun,
I would throw some glitter and highlighter on the face to rekindle the lustre,
Perhaps i would mask the dark circle with starry nights,
-to wipe those layers that thickened my cheeks for tearful and endless nights.
What if the mirror was a canvas?
I would chisel a slim body with curves on the right edges with all its ports,
Maybe i would use all the colors in my palette to vanquish the darkness that pervades her,
I would paint a lady, no better than my reflection.
Maybe she will the person you might love!
What if the mirror is was a canvas
I could still paint my love..
Purbasha Chanda, is a second-year B.pharm student at Manipal College of Pharmaceutical Sciences, MAHE, Manipal. She hails from the lush green state of Assam and is inclined towards creative writing and reading novels. I draw inspiration from Jhumpa Lahiri, Amish and Rick Riordan