Wednesday, October 07, 2015

46. To stay or move apart.

Floating on a thin layer of ambiguity,
With fear of getting drowned in lies
Whimsies are victim over yet again
Vulnerability is as wide as the skies

Tip toeing, Dil-dallying on knots fragile
False hope of falling on neither side of tug
Breathing slow, beating fast, eyes awaiting
Anxiously for that one invincible shrug

Umpteen voices, empty noises, massacre
Thousand cuts on each vein of my heart
Opening the fist, letting all getting flown
Pick at other end, to stay or move apart!!