The Mask

Every morning I put on this mask,

To hide who I really am,

A smiling face on my soul,

Sounding stupid than I actually am

I see when people look at me,

They see only what’s on the surface,

I hope they can see deep into my eyes

And discover that hidden dream base.

They think, only the past was mine,

They think, now I am history,

Little do they know that tomorrow again I will shine?

Cause I am an unstoppable mystery

I hide my true self from the world,

And to tell you the truth, I don’t know why,

But I am not ashamed nor do I have any fear

'Cause the entire world tells a lie

Not only me but all put on this mask for a reason every day,

And hide the reality behind the bar,

But if we wear our masks for so very long,

We might forget who we actually are..

Subtle Love

A friend of mine tall and lean

always grinning, never grim

had a girl, of his dreams

kept it secret, never screamed

She, artless and witty

as per him, epitome of simplicity

never expressed her propensity

dilemma for him, her ambiguity

Still muggy scenes, waiting for reply

you love him, yes he never denies

all here is truth, no lies

two lovebirds, I think will never fly.

Dreams of reality

The dreams always present in life

Never fulfilled but never remorse,

For better things in life go on

You never dreamt of, yet fulfilled.

The ruins of tomorrow sadly desolate

Yet castles of today tell a glittery tale.

Cobwebs galore in the dark corners,

Needs cleaning yet we ignore.

The enemy assails the castle walls

Fierce fighting rages amidst a storm.

Blood tarnishing the finely painted walls,

The storm and the battle raise a clamorous din.

No victor no vanquished in the end;

Only time Remains as if suspended in animation

While the roots eat into the base of walls,

Nothing permanent, nothing is too strong.

I come out of a stupor; disbelieving

Was it just a daydream because coincidence it wasn’t?

The ruins they now speak a different tale,

Of glory yet shame, of honor and of pain

Transient in time it's true yet

Always present through one of us

Soulmate

An angel came into my life,

Showed me way to survive,

I was almost dead before he arrived,

his gentle touch aroused in my life.

His charm is brazen,

his innocence left me frozen,

the bond exists even before it was made,

heaven wants us to be kith,

because in previous incarnation we were soul mates.

The moments spent besides him were greatly missed,

With each passing day, I yearned to see him more,

to grab his attention, dainty attire I always wore,

the savor of his presence around, delighted me profound.

In my troubled times,

his support made me smile,

holding his hands, I calmed down,

his sweet words gave feeling so warm,

because of his unconditional help, I was never harmed.

His tantalizing touch stirred my soul,

my heart turned as pure as gold,

affection intensified with each passing day,

but his faith in me just faded away.

I opened my arms and closed my eyes,

expected a hug to keep me alive,

In me his trust, I could never revive,

Leaving me alone, he departed in search of life,

Someday I believe, again we will arrive.

She Has My Heart

She looks me straight in the eyes and rips out my heart

I’m speechless there’s nothing I can say

Tears begin to well up in my eyes

She asks me if I’m okay

I am far from okay

She says we can still be friend’s best friends

Those words linger in my mind

I never thought I would hear those words

I leave, I close off, and the pain is too much to bear

I can't help the loneliness I've turned my back on everyone even God

I'm alone all alone

I cry myself to sleep

I'm lost to the world I have this emptiness inside one that i can't fill

I still cry I don't know when the days come and go

I only seem to sink deeper into depression

I used to be so alive, so carefree

Ii guess I still am carefree because I don't seem to care anymore

I have this emptiness inside one that I try to fill but with all the wrong things

I cry out to God asking Him why, why all this hurt why all this pain

He tells me why

He tells me why all this hurt

He tells me why all this pain

He told me once before but my heart was too hard to listen and now in my moment of brokenness I can finally hear

I can hear Him; my days begin to get brighter

I try to keep my heart soft so that I can hear

It's harder than I thought but I don't give up

I  feel alone but I know that I’m not

I still have that darkness inside inside my heart it tries to pull me back but I won't let it

Ii ask God for help for someone to help me

He shows me I never thought it would be her ever since I first met her

She has had it, a piece of my heart ,she talks to me her voice soothes me it brings me comfort

We talk

We laugh

I hardly even notice anymore that the darkness has faded

I thank God for his help

I  thank God for her

She won't let me fall fall to where I was before

I am happy now

She listens to me, I listen to her

I  hold her tightly and I don’t let go

She is a part of my life

She is a part of me

She has my heart

Only this time I gave it to her

Sands of time

Sands so fine, I see,

Slowly slipping,

From the hands of mine.

Oh it looks so divine.

Let me keep it, it'll be mine.

I squeeze my palm tight.

And more of it flows fast.

Uncontrolled grains,

So white, soft and pure.

Dry, yet smells of the sea water,

To which it belongs.

For which its heart longs.

Again I squeeze my palm tight.

Slipping, it shined in the light.

With the greed to hold on,

Tried to stop it from flowing.

But it does not stop going.

I opened the first to see,

Not much left in my hand.

It had all gone,

Despite my efforts.

Closed palm, was not its home.

It moved on, fell to the ground

Happy to be with the same kind around.

Did I lose it?

Did it never belong to me?

Or did I have the right to stop it?

It never stopped anyway.

Now again,

I have some sand.

Gathered in my hand.

I don’t close my palm,

But observe how slowly it slipped.

There was no hurry,

And the grains were at ease.

 I knew I can only watch on,

The gracious move of it flow down.

But cannot hold on to it.

I smiled, and it was true.

We cannot hold on,

To things which are meant to move.

My palm so soft,

Most of it was gone by now.

What was it that the sand contained?

May be time, I thought,

As I let go the ones that remained.