Thursday, August 11, 2011

One in the string of realization


its just the beauty of that smile
the unhindered self mesmerised in itself
its just that mysterious look in eyes
its that truth that they behold
its in the unsaid words
that i tend to capture the eternity
its that unfathomed , unsuppressed hearty self
that expresses it out of silly mundane
its that jest it imparts for all conquests
i seek that beautiful being
thats hidden beneath every face
layers n layers of slith cant evade its presence
its in those unguarded moments that i know truth resides
unhidered n untouched by the projected details

No comments:

Post a Comment