::- About The Masquerade -::
It's not the same anymore,
Nor is it so fascinating;
As is used to be.
The masquerade is over it seems;
I can see who you are,
And you can see me.
It was, perhaps,
Only an illusion of time,
Not so serius an affair.
We were strangers before,
And have turned strangers again;
That was what, perhaps,
We were meant to be.
It doesn't hurt anymore,
Nor does my heart
Wish the pleasant illusion. Anymore.
And am happy the illusion faded away,
Naturally,
Without hearts being sore.
By-Vinod
--
regards: Vinod Jadhav
" www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "
Nor is it so fascinating;
As is used to be.
The masquerade is over it seems;
I can see who you are,
And you can see me.
It was, perhaps,
Only an illusion of time,
Not so serius an affair.
We were strangers before,
And have turned strangers again;
That was what, perhaps,
We were meant to be.
It doesn't hurt anymore,
Nor does my heart
Wish the pleasant illusion. Anymore.
And am happy the illusion faded away,
Naturally,
Without hearts being sore.
By-Vinod
--
regards: Vinod Jadhav
" www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "
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