Theme: Veil

Behind the Veil



Behind the veil
There is real me
Timid, bewildered, fragile, sad and deprived

No, how could that be?
I am a very strong person
How can I be vulnerable?

Then who is she, wrapped in her own arms
Securing something so intangible
Stealing eye contact and giving fake smile
Trying so hard to pretend as if happy
Yet her dried-up tears shine in her eyes
Her perplexity ruffles her calmness
Her mistrust vibrates her body
Who is she?
Perhaps me,
Perhaps, the distorted me,
Tied in shackles of mental trash
Thrown over by the inferior world around

Free her, free me
Untangle her, untangle me
Unveil her, unveil me

25-Nov-2014

More By  :  Mita Sharma

Views: 1503     Comments: 2

Comments on this Poem

Comment Hey rupradha, thank you sweetheart, somehow you have always been a silent support to my writing and you motivate me as well...Love!!

mita
27-Nov-2014 08:29 AM

Comment poignant!! loved it..

Rupradha
26-Nov-2014 08:56 AM


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