THE GRUDGE

ok folks......this being my first post ill set the tone of this blog with my favourite poem (obv written by me)...and no THIS IS NOT A BLOG OF ANOTHER LOSER.....

the starlit nite,shimmering space: silver ripples reflecting my face,

I lower my hand to caress the moon; unfolding from clouds lik a pupa from cocoon,

breeze is calm ambience great; yet my mind fails to find solace,

it gallops on with thoughts galore; eyes go moist with memories of yore,

when,when all this end; soon, very soon it pretends,

it says,

this endless chase has worn me out; not a single day gone past without a bout,

THE REFLECTION OF MY FACE IN LAKE SPEAKS,

the chase is endless agreed; but its for appreciation, acceptance and to quench the greed

this is what u hve wanted all along; acceptance appreciation from people to whom u belong

MY MIND SPEAKS AGAIN

society is too big to please; no more masks, no more masks i beg u please,

i dont know what i like; i do what others like,

women of beauty and men of power; for them i have had my individuality devoured,

i beg u i beg u please; no more masks for me please,

THE REFLECTION SPEAKS AGAIN,

dont you u want anything to boast; dont you want people to raise you a toast,

every new person is a new season; you shed your skin for he's the reason,

look in the mirror; you see a crowd pleaser a achiever,

no achivement hadnt it been for the masks; yet no more mask is all you ask,

so much attention and love u recieve; yet pain and deceit is all you percieve?

it beats me why you cried; you got all for what u tried!!

MY MIND SPEAKS AGAIN

acceptance, appreciation is what i ask; but for me not for those mask,

love and attention is what they get; pain and deceit is what they beget,

i want to say "me" "who are you?" when people ask; yet all i can say is "i m another mask"

the toast ,the love's not for me; but for the skins which i used to shed with glee,

turn to the mirror and gaze; and all i see is haze,

who am i idont discern; why i cry is non of your concern

for one last time,

i muster the courage and dare to ask; please for gods sake spare me the mask

FOR LAST TIME THE FACE SPEAKS,

i am sorry,

without these masks you wont survive; youll be granted your wish maybe in another life,

society has no place for you without these masks;so keep them on its all that i ask,

for now,there is no "you"; there are only masks;in whose glory you shall bask,

so keep them on till the end; i mean whats the big deal,all you have to do is pretend,

i get up to walk and gaze at the moon;goin to fade in sunlight soon,

thy shall meet same fate and fade in glory which thy basks;belonging not to me but to the masks