The Worn Mask

One day, I found that day..
The day, I missed all along..

Of joys, of smiles, of love,
Of fun, of care, of wonders,
Of hopes, of dreams, of desires..
Of success, of merry, of life..

The day, finally had come to me,
When I lay, buried under my masks
Of a son, of a brother, of a lover..
Of life lived, of tears shed, of hearts broken.

The day had come to me,
And the last moment,
When my plain face exposed,
Of emotions shown, regardless of the soul.

i, with no shame copied the concluding part of this post by Ananya Chatterjee, and then penned these lines in these five minutes, for i liked that line.

PS : I hope this doesn't violate any Copyright rules.

8 Shared Thoughts:

ananya chatterjee said...

hey this is better than mine........ :) envy envy

Shravan RN said...

@ Ananya Chatterjee
haha :) i am glad you liked it :) smiles and good night :)

Naina said...

ananya is smiling.. so no copyright violation i guess..:P

Noble Beeyotch said...

This is so lovely. No copyright violations here, i am guessing. :-)

..Rugma.. said...

ananya has wrote da lines vry beatiful....now i undrstnd how dus a band form....all talents clubbed....:D
Good shravan....
Take care...

Shravan RN said...

@ Kajal
:P hehe :)

Shravan RN said...

@ Noble Beeyotch
:) hi there.. welcome to my space :) and thanks for the comments

Shravan RN said...

@ Rugma
:) cheers :) thanks for explaining :D

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