sand drifting away with each wave in the storm
passers by pretending they will stay long
elicited feigned emotions,
crowded detached commotions
triggered past on broken glass of melting candle wax
lives past, angels draped in the blood clad subterfuge
yet we refuse to acknowledge the imbroglio
never introspect our own shortcoming to follow through
start anew.
live the deception;
lying by the bullet, intermittent interaction.
factions: that is the nature’s law
being human an everlasting flaw
breaking kayfabe, performing on stage
unfazed, past a haze. dazed.
grief stricken, love smitten,
a new day. like always.
मंच 