when i saw i was horrified......
i tried to console my mind...NO....
its not me....ts somebody else...........
hard to believe its me.....why i am like this??
with none around and soul separated i saw me...
i cant bare seeing me like this.....
i want to run away......far......
to face real mine is like slitting my throat slowly...
the me i saw was so ugly by all means....
not beyond an infant in life with no comparable innocence........
a worm which wore the mask of higher degree species.....
one who faked himself....one who always had excuses for failure....
who lived with a soul in darkness.....which feared light.....
with no earnest desire...acted as a pathetic romeo to justify my heart
insanity was a veil for my normality....
panting at the starting point itself staring at the runway....
i closed my eyes without strength to see further ...the brutal side...with tears sprouting
i am afraid to explore that brutal reality.....that 'me'
Feel sad
ReplyDeleteOr mad
Or plain angry...
the You in you remain
Run away, scare away
or Shriek..
yet the You remain
Lost love,
love regained,
trying times,
laughter around,
the You is yours
Forever.
gautam...
friends pass out
lovers run after colours
Can you trust any
But the You in you
It is real...however brutal
And it will be real
the more you runaway
Life...it fades
With times and frames
People and places
It remains...
When You are with you
Love You.
For none else is worth it.