The phantom of my last laughter,
Still etched in my eye
Is threatening to vanish
Says me Good-Bye
Wants to unearthen my last disguise
My last hidden secret...
My weakness, my truth
But I won't let...
It's an onus to carry
Too much to bear
Yes this giggle is
But it hides my tears
All my fears, my last sigh
It is the reason, they love me
Cuz I laugh through it' strength
It's all they can see
Perched on my lips
I feel so light...
Watching their cackles
On my funny sight
And I crack up too
Chucking my tears away
Stubbornly, With a harsh push
But yeah! Truth nver runs away!!!
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Disguise..
We poets, dont we just wear it all the time? Deep inside, we are broken, and outside, people think we have no troubles at all. This is deeply felt. And so wondefully written...
Keep on writing dear friend
Peace,
Lonely
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