18.3.14

Facial Skins

I wanted to run away
From the untrue faces
Coated with hoaxes
Their silver lining patched
After being ripped out
Innumerable times
They smiled at me
Having dismays behind it
They showed piety
Being ruthless behind their eyes
They comforted me
Chortling loud silently 
I was a fish viewing the sky
From under the ripples
That seemed like a canvas of shades
Falling back in a splash
Disappointed by the deception
Wondering if that was
The fakeness of the world out
Or the chastity of its own world
A layer- a frame, a coating
That reflects imperfections perfectly 

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