You may not like me today
with complaints galore of what could be better
as plastic roses, almost like real ones
are available minus the thorns....
An authentic me expresses
all of them emotions
happiness, sadness, irritation,anger
you don't like the package
preferring only smiles
even if plastic ones....
A day will come eventually
when you will tire of the pretences
when you will long
for a little authenticity
when you will long for me
and people like me...
with complaints galore of what could be better
as plastic roses, almost like real ones
are available minus the thorns....
An authentic me expresses
all of them emotions
happiness, sadness, irritation,anger
you don't like the package
preferring only smiles
even if plastic ones....
A day will come eventually
when you will tire of the pretences
when you will long
for a little authenticity
when you will long for me
and people like me...
Masks have to fall some time or the other.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Tomichan for sharing your thoughts!
ReplyDeleteTrue, most of us are enamoured by the package and glitter. We forget all that glitters is not gold.
ReplyDeleteYou have summed it well, it's eventually authentic people who win hearts !Loved the post....
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Abhijit and Roma!
ReplyDeleteA very beautiful poem depicting the reality :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Purba!
ReplyDeleteFalse smiles have better market value than bitter truth, but pretense can't last forever. Loved the poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kiran!
ReplyDeleteDeep & thoughtful poem. In today's goal oriented life, the value of essence is replaced by presentation.
ReplyDeleteThank you Ravish for sharing your thoughts on the subject!
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