I wrote my feelings ,
My emotions , my old stories ,
My fears , my dreams
On a wall
On a dove - white wall
With a dove - white chalk
I wrote them
On a white glow paper
With a white glow candle.
Now Read it!
Why can't you read it?
You said you can read my mind,
You can read my eyes,
Were they only hollow words?
Was that a pseudo love's expression?
Now Enough!
Enough of your sugar words!
I will not be allured
I will be smart and shrewd
No more will I be sweet and submissive
As I have found my early youthful mistakes
And that how naive I was.
Now! Hush....
No more enticing words
I know the acid Truth
Which has burnt me deep
But it has woken me up
From deep sloom of a lie ...
My emotions , my old stories ,
My fears , my dreams
On a wall
On a dove - white wall
With a dove - white chalk
I wrote them
On a white glow paper
With a white glow candle.
Now Read it!
Why can't you read it?
You said you can read my mind,
You can read my eyes,
Were they only hollow words?
Was that a pseudo love's expression?
Now Enough!
Enough of your sugar words!
I will not be allured
I will be smart and shrewd
No more will I be sweet and submissive
As I have found my early youthful mistakes
And that how naive I was.
Now! Hush....
No more enticing words
I know the acid Truth
Which has burnt me deep
But it has woken me up
From deep sloom of a lie ...
Comments
@ pankaj - Thank you Pankaj.