Charade

pretence all over….

Hamlet said to Ophelia, ”God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.” The battle between these two halves of identity… Who we are and who we pretend to be, is unwinnable. “Just as there are two sides to every story, there are two sides to every person….

who really was Gautam K ?

read on…..

                         Charade

As I lay on the hardened ground wanting to die

My body all but abandoned to eternal agony

My heart waiting to take up the flight so high

Where distress could just not touch me……

My body lay meek and violated

I saw him in my mind’s eye

My heart was hopelessly swayed

I wept asking why me… why?

He kissed away my tirade

I felt cherished and protected…..

As I showered him with accolade

The mask on his face started to blur

The face not withstanding my relationships brigade

For him, my heart yearned to flutter….

So finally I am set up to take the flight..

The doubts on my heart heavily weighed

Will I be unscathed alright?

Or is this all yet another charade?

                                                               Priya Nayak-Gole

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