The world we have created is a product of our thinking; it cannot be changed without changing our thinking. -Albert Einstein

Monday 26 October 2015

Mask


Amidst the smile, those sparkling eyes
There’s is a facade, a hollow she hides
Those twinkling eyes, that sublime laugh
How tears spelled, how torn apart
Amidst that modesty, concealed in her graceful demeanor
Those loveless nights, that lonely plight
How complete she looked, yet how empty from inside
These deceptions we carry, faces do lie
How heart swells up, and tears stream out
Yet those lips purse and give a smile
Face is a mask, to obscure the hidden fading sunshine