I wish not to spell out these words…
But I have!
Every time a story begins with exchanging smiles
Hoping it would last miles in the memory lane.
But, it ends when “being Good” fades away,
Smiles turn to laughter, fun-filled memories,
Carrying you away by a mirage of fake-hood
All for you to know it never really existed!
Blinded by trust and the lust to impress,
Leading to that one fine day of Rainfall…
When the same white light for your entire world
Turn to conspicuous colors of innateness…
Until the lightning of truth strikes
And the thunder of the true-self, bolts!
Like the fiery driveling mouth of a hungry dragon
Waiting to engulf,
All that faith that grew with Joy,
Leaving you parched and scarred...
Dried Storms of Fear,
Stopping Small Steps of Hope.
The wonders that stand in the sands of time,
Speak “Experience is just a Visitor who adds Glory
And it falls apart when the Soul heeds to Worry”
Yet I say, “I lost trust in humanity…”