Every time you walk away,
a wave of finality descends.
There are things untold.
If I had known,
I would have told the truth.
I am hiding the obvious.
You are refusing to see it.
Denial is what we both do.
You deny that it is there.
I deny that it is not.
We are dreamers,
caught in a real world.
We mock all those
who want to balance life.
We give more than what we can
and then some more.
Practicality has no meaning
in our grand scheme.
I know you more than you do.
And I love you more than myself.
You may not realize it today.
I get caught in your eyes
and see a layer of gloss.
I forget that it is shallow.
And when the gloss
tries to behold me,
I slip away.
It could be an illusion.
An elaborate plot
which has gone according to the plan.
If destiny can be changed,
I will try.
But if the play was already written,
I will play my role.
6 comments:
Interesting poem, but found this quite contradictory!
"An elaborate plot
which has gone according to the plan."
"But if the play was already written,
I will play my role."
"I get caught in your eyes
and see a layer of gloss.
I forget that it is shallow.
And when the gloss
tries to behold me,
I slip away.
It could be an illusion."
This is brilliant stuff!
Wow... Excellent poem :)...
//I know you more than you do.
And I love you more than myself.// :D ...
Thanks Bala and Nas for dropping by.
Nas,
when is ur next post coming?
I love your poems, they have the body of a story.. a strong beginning, middle, and an end.... its almost like a movie plot, starting elsewhere, ending elsewhere, with a climax! nice!
Thanks perspective..thats a new perspective...dint look at them from that angle any time :)
@ FJ
next one will be out pretty soon... for the time being, blog author is suffering from blogger's block :)
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