Slowly, involuntarily I slip down-
Into the abyss of unconsciousness.
Cognisance erased, a masquerade takes over;
Smiling at a blur of a seemingly human surface.
A mask so tight; moved mountains to get it off,
The unrelenting wretch smirked as I tried away.
Too late in the day did I realize,
Life is but a masquerade all the way.
Don’t trust a happy face, for it lies;
Through gentle glances and warm smiles.
A camouflage it is; through which joy it betrays.
Even as the suppressed darkness travels along,
An unwanted companion, it lingers around
For a long, long stay.
Divya Rao
February 12, 2012
Mumbai
3 comments:
Excellent Di !!
triggered the below in me.
Lost Connection
Through typo we connected ,
with a masquerade on, shared thoughts that makes life,
like sadness, happiness, dreams and aspirations.
When time to remove the mask , drifted a part
time moves on, hence life moves on
connection lost, memories become blur.
But at times deep down in the conciseness of mind , there is a flicker,
to connect and keep the channel of thoughts flowing.
But cognizance of the fact, we live in a different worlds,
worlds that cannot collide or meet.
Can the channel will ever open again?
believer in fate , I will wait
till the time, life hangs on.
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