Praveen Kumar drifting away in my own mind getting lost in the sands of time i try to gather all the information that is beaming infront of my eyes;
making little sense of what is being said and what is being done i wander round and round;
acting like a clown in this theatre of dreams never really knowing what is it that i am supposed to;
what is it that i am supposed to to remain sane in this mindless affairs of the heart that is playing a tug of war;
like a lost diamond lying among scattered stones within my field of love i constantly searched myself;
wandering aimlessly you found me and gave me a meaning to this existence that i was beginning to get bored of;
now sitting here, across the table hoping time comes to a grinding halt listening to the relaxing beat of the heart, i wait for the moment to be myself (again) without the need for a mask;
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Without wearing any mask we are conscious of, we have a special face for each friend. - Oliver Wendell Holmes
He who wears a mask cannot see within himself. - Anonymous
4 comments
nice one and nice title praveen.. 🙂
Those words were just perfect to depict the situation…its awesome poem.I can easily connect to it.
like a lost diamond
lying among scattered stones
within my field of love
i constantly searched myself;
that line is so beautiful