#OctPoWriMo: Prompt 18- Things aren't always what they seem.
Her smile was contagious!
Vivacious, infused life in the lifeless,
Did anyone venture to see her soul?
Burnt to cinders by the vicious dual role,
Fraudulent, treacherous, deceived,
By her own.
She veils it well,
The deep rooted pain, et al,
Past has taught her well,
Taught her not to traverse the treaded path again,
Masked relations, mutilated trust,
Lay aflutter in that terrain.
Mystery lay hidden behind the faces all around,
Ready to pounce on the innocent soul- prey,
But such experiences made her stronger,
With each passing day,
She became fearless and bolder,
Bold enough to tear off the facades,
Off the pretentious faces!
Her smile was contagious!
Vivacious, infused life in the lifeless,
Did anyone venture to see her soul?
Burnt to cinders by the vicious dual role,
Fraudulent, treacherous, deceived,
By her own.
She veils it well,
The deep rooted pain, et al,
Past has taught her well,
Taught her not to traverse the treaded path again,
Masked relations, mutilated trust,
Lay aflutter in that terrain.
Mystery lay hidden behind the faces all around,
Ready to pounce on the innocent soul- prey,
But such experiences made her stronger,
With each passing day,
She became fearless and bolder,
Bold enough to tear off the facades,
Off the pretentious faces!
Some masks are mandatory to escape from getting hurt :)
ReplyDeleteYes, at times they are too many !
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