Slipping through my fingers
is my dearest lover; my insatiable desire…
Fading as an iris after the April rain
before my very eyes…
My deepest fear, plays its part
the everlasting happiness,
The eternal blaze, I masqueraded
Holding on through the blames
harsh words cut deeper than hundreds of knives…
My Aching heart relieves only by the tears
Procrastinating
Denying to wake up to face another day
filled with excruciating agony
No more silver linings
No longer, my heart feels beating
No longer, my life worth living
For the unforgivable mistake
of forbidden love
Captivated by the blazing allure of tantalizing passion
with the one who was never mine
hiding behind a masquerade
hiding the fears and guilt
a love that was indescribable
unexplainable
or justified….
Waking up next to an empty pillow
the truth yesterday no longer exists
the thin line between love and hate,
gone in an instance
blink of an eye……
I hide back again behind my
masquerade.....
