Friday, April 09, 2010

subtle falsities

Subtle shades of jealousy, painted red hundred times over

Masking it with the sparingly understood word of compassion, false compassion

Subtle shades of sadness painted yellow hundred times over

Not brave enough to trust that people might understand for once

Subtle shades of pure joy, painted black hundred times over

Always afraid of judgement, afraid to be truly happy

Subtle shades of true love, painted blue hundred times over

To not be branded blind, but to be known as loving for convenience

Ah! Such is the condition of the world today that doth thrive on falsities
Thus sayeth a wise philosopher...

a snapshot

leaves bright red and orange
frozen in air
just bereft of their branches

shadows unmoving
never changing
ever frozen

hair flying in the wind
frozen in weird dance poses

smiles stuck to the faces

eyes freezing midway
stunned water droplets
frozen midway

frozen expressions

frozen time