The value of appreciation has depreciated.

This is a cruel fact, I must say
For every action- we shouldn't expect a reaction
At least a ‘thank you’ would suffice

But no.

Stony glares and mockery,
That's what I ever get.

The truth has prevailed,
That long a time it took

I guess that's the only reason why
I would prefer to stay Behind the Mask
So that I can deceit myself into thinking
That nothing is wrong.

*Ignorance is bliss.

the ball of flame hovered low
it’s pride diminishing- as comes night
the radiance dimming, the hope flickering
just a teeny bit more, a full blackout

it eases its way down
slowly, it may seem, but evidently struggling
the infinite horizon that it should grace
but not a chance, its time will come
for everything it has done, all insane

the sphere that revolves
a full circle, finally
completed its mile, time for a rest
but no, tired it may be
it still has different events to attend
those on the opposite end

and round and round
the sphere revolves
yet thee, gets no rest
but still it shines
on and on- till the day it will be forever gone

hmmm

that is certainly food for thought

if that is true

i wonder what we would do

would we freak out

i would most certainly shout

there is nothing else left

only these times of distress

You are not the only one with a problem.
Many people have problems.
Many people suffer, day after day,
Worrying about mere survival
On this cruel planet called Earth.

And what are you doing?
Lamenting about your dull, mundane problems.
Please spare people a thought.
Please.

The conflict
Between the devil, and the oh-so lovely angel
It never ends does it?

I once chanced upon
A lonely mannequin*

Discarded and abandoned
She was stripped of her clothes
Vulnerable to her surroundings
Her arm was distorted
Yet she bore no expression
Her wig plastered on a face
She was faceless
A mask she wore

Slowly I approached
Taking ginger steps
One, two, three
Tenderly, I lifted her damp hair

Curiosity killed the cat
A shrilling scream punctured the air
Her face now glowed red
Her body
Writhing in pain

Taken aback
I hastened my pace
Away from her
Away from the plastic mannequin

I once chanced upon
*A lonely mannequin