Why do you hide me
to plaster a smile on your face
when you see them?
Why do you shred me in pieces
analyzing every angle,
tormenting your already tormented heart?
Why do you cradle me
with your favourite old school tune,
and drown in nostalgia,
on a lazy Saturday afternoon?
Why am I kept in this dusty part of your mind that is always so foggy
that you have a hard time accepting if I ever was real?
Why do you keep years worth of love stored away…
Is perhaps what the memory would say, if it could question the mind.
Napowrimo Day 6
Did not get a chance to post yesterday so will be posting Day 6 and Day 7 today.
Under this silence of the skies,
let your heart speak,
for it knows not the diplomacy of the mind,
when it asks the stars,
Even after all the “NO”
thrown at you by the world…
You stood up,
and tried again,
to be heard,
for the one “Yes”,
you promised to life.
It’s hard to place,
these symphony of aches,
that serenade your heart…
between the dotted lines,
of abstract inhibitions.
I will follow you…
to the distant corners of your mind,
till you no longer want to hide,
And I will stand outside,
For even if the world never stopped,
and people moved on,
you never left my heart,
and I will stand for as long as you need,