Face is one
funny thing
you never
know
when one is
wearing a mask
over it,
beneath it
its all the
same
the smile
those tears
and yet
some vibes
ooze out
some
sprinkle through those eyes
some
cunningly spread in the corners of lips
and yet you
remain doubtful
to go by
those expressions
or let it
win
your inner
call – still doubtful
so you curb
it inside
unlike child
and yet with
smile
you hide all
filed
and there
you wear
a new mask
outside
for smiles
around
you wear a
new smile
it kills to fake it
you detest
yourself for it
and yet you
have to sit
all smiling
to fit
and there
you suddenly decide
to keep that
mask aside
and there
you realize
to be you is
wise
to smile
when you feel like
all pretensions kept aside
and you do
justice to your feelings
you are fair
with all dealings
you value
your expressions
you just
quit unnecessary mentions
there you
walk your own way
naked and
free to sway
mask-less you
feel all light
with
inner-self – no more fight.
Mystical Wanderer
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