A Selfie With Me
A SELFIE WITH ME
Good looks
I swear
I don't possess,
With a flower pot face I think
The creator had forgotten
To trim my zygomatic process.
Still I wonder why
Inside deep inside me
Like a young lover
A queasiness brews,
With some clicks
And self's mirror image
To be the cynosure
In social media news.
Is it only the game of gizmos
Like mobile phones
Front cameras and selfie sticks,
Or else self-love
Great admiration for oneself
Where narcissism licks.
Some even say Modi
The charismatic extrovert
Indian prime minister,
Narcissist because
A suit worth ten lakhs
Name engraved in gold he wore.
Tell me who is
Not a narcissist
In human species,
The latent exposed
With the advent of
Front cameras and selfie sticks.
Copyright © Madan Mohan | Year Posted 2019
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