Flickering Voices

INTROSPECTION In the midst of disbelief n false hope In the battle of truth clinging to a broken rope In the agony of being let down In the pain of losing my crown In the reason of what went wrong In the hopelessness of ever getting along In my losing of trust rationally for all In finding the reason behind the fall Somewhere somehow... In the then and in now... You were you and so was I Why did I expect from a person so sly Why did I think fate would be any different… When there were tell- tales already standing by...

KEYHOLE You bother me too much And take up my Sunday rest My mornings, my nights, my vacant thoughts and the inter spaces....behind Those personality aberrations... You consume them all I am tired of you… Go away….where you belong I am closing all the doors on you And then peep… from a keyhole – along