Living in a wrld of self created illusions
to humor myself, i romance delusions
Too numb to face the hurricane of reality
My fictitious life remains my escape to sanity
A neverending deliberation to find the roots to my fear
But still i can't understand; maybe coz the answer's too near
More than others, it is with myself that i fight
To mollify the hard facts, i let slip by whatever's right
But many a times, my dubious existence leaves me jaded
Coz sooner or later, this facade will begin to appear faded
When the presumptuous smile shall vanish and the pink of my cheeks would clear
The curtains shall rise and instead of me, a pierrette will appear
Facing a plethora of stares questioning my cowardly creation
And the ignonimity of facing a standalone revelation
I know that those who question me are in their own conscious unclear
Soon, they’ll be in my place is their constant plaguing fear
But today’s my day to face the wrath of the spotlight
Even though I’m not the only one, who with myself, fight
I wonder why ‘I’ becomes uncomfortable with ‘me’
Why the ‘I’ is compelled to be so artificial when ‘me’ is so butterfree
Those who stare at me today could be my likely answer
But there’s limited longevity of a lone lancer
So, shout as much I wish, only to see words strike a transparent wall
Coz even before I can fully justify, the curtains, on my life’s stage...shall fall..
Suchita
7 comments:
Enlightening!
literally... I didn't know pierrette as a word..
I don't still... but I'm presuming you'll let me know .. :p
Might be me, but I liked certain sections more than as a whole.
btw you should watch Dakota Skye, killer movie! You'll love it!
didn't want to comment but sometimes i fail to check my natural urges of 'paining' others... anyways kuch to bhari poem thi.. not of my level :P
Like you're profile, its complicated, so very complicated. commendable effort.
very nice, i really like you're writing style. Its challenging, and very punk. I think if prose and poems had a kid, it'd be like your writing
Adjectives fail me.. Profound is the word that wraps it all i guess.
"My fictitious life remains my escape to sanity...", isnt it a bit of paradox??
Wow! Awesome...the thoughts expressed as well as your vocab! :)You know what, Pierrot is one character I admire very much. Is Pierrette a female counterpart of him?
But you don't seem to be the one who's the butt of all pranks... ;)
Profound and lucid...somehow makes me relate to my present and my thoughts at the moment..'too numb to face the hurricane of reality'.'Why the ‘I’ is compelled to be so artificial when ‘me’ is so butterfree.'And the ignonimity of facing a standalone revelation
I know that those who question me are in their own conscious unclear'.
and in one word awesome..:)
Excellent...!! Amazing piece I have read after long long time !
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