Child Is A Mirror

Child Is A Mirror

Child is not a puzzle,
But a mirror
Of what a man be,
And not what man is?
His each act puzzles
A grown-up mind,
Pleases all kinds
As he is not a puzzle
at all.

He is what he looks,
He does
What he thinks,
He doesn't do
What he dislikes.

If he smiles he smiles,
If he cries,he cries,
There is no holding back
Of emotions
Be it anger or pleasure
Be it tears or laughter.

Unlike us
He staggers
When he strives
To walk,
Fall and rise
Become the same.
He limps
But moves endlessly
Towards horizon
That,for him,
Nature has planned.

But we have
A hazed and dusty glass
Where....
Even anger stricken face
Looks fully smeared
With grace.
Act and mind
Like unbridged river
Has their separate ways
On separate banks .

This combine
Makes a man hypocrite,
But the child
With simple oceanic ways
Always remains
A lasting craze
For generations
Till eternity.