"Beauty is truth,
truth beauty,
that is all Ye know on Earth,
that is all Ye need to know..." - John Keats


Thursday 11 August 2011

Things that don't glow...

I smile the past away,
I always look this way...

I talk along the way,
and the laughter creases my face...

I spend the nights so cold,
with a pretense inside my soul...

I feel the bright sun, shine,
and all that's hidden entwined...

There is always a reason to show,
a mask that I don't know...

There is always a reason to smile,
though laughter just makes you tired...

There is always a reason to know,
that when you walk away in the snow,
you might leave that place,
but the prints will always leave a trace...

You may smile as if you know,
but your shadow will never glow...

It will remain a faithful mirror,
showing the image of the buried sore,
frozen in the past's dirty snow...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju