They want to know
Why is it that I am always alone?
And they get
The Standard Response
I am happy being JUST ONE...
Yet deep within
The recesses of secret thoughts
Lurks a hidden fear
And despair is hidden
Behind lowered lids
Stemming from self-induced solitude
Forced by a need for safety...
The terror of the unknown
Looms like a Monster
In a dark and forbidding forest
Just waiting to attack
And overpower me
At the slightest sign of weakness...
So I have built a fortress
Of Isolation
Secured by a moat
Of Silence
Yet still I hear them
Creeping outside in the dark...
And when the quiet deafens...
I hear them bay...
They sense my angst
And stalk my scent..
They Know I know they are out there
And I know they know...
So I seal myself in tighter
Hoping it will keep me safe
From Betrayal...loss...disappointment...
And these secrets
Must remain secret
So I smile
And I lie
And feign contentment
All the while
Keeping my fingers crossed
In the hopes
That I will be successful
With my deceit...
~S~
Monday, 27 April 2015
Love...
He asked how I feel about him
And I replied
That each time I hear his name
I feel a gentle happiness
at the thought of his existence
He asked again
How is it I feel
When I am with him?
And I replied
It feels as though
My nervous heart
Is taking flight
Once more he asked
Why do I care about him so?
I replied with
A simple secret smile…
And a private thought
That perhaps
Love cannot be explained…
~Shamshaad~
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