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Nov 2015
After all
I still see the sun shining
I still see the moon showing up
and everything else
they just seem to go along

they keep going
on and on,

and when they do
I could see all their wounds
their sacrifices
their pain
slowly taken away
portion by portion
so carefully
so nicely
so perfectly
by the hands of time like wow
isn't that a wonderful thing?

For a moment I was glad
seeing how things work with patience
and time
it's always been what I wanted
and I felt like
I finally found a solution
but then....

I paused
I thought to myself
what if all of this
could just be my eyes
what if all of this
could just be my mind fooling me
like they're just an illusion
just like magic cause when the day ends
their scars just seem to go away like
they were never there
like they never existed
like they didn't even matter anymore

you see even when the water
runs dry on hot ground
it doesn't mean it's gone
so you tell me
did the bruises really go away
or is it just the smile on their faces?
I need a masquerade
Khairul Anwar
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Khairul Anwar  23/M
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