Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication
and that
art is never finished only abandone--

Dressed as humans, we pretend to be civilized,
glib talk, fine clothes, all smiles;
conceal the naked ape, trying our best, with pretenses,
but, it bares its teeth, at the first chance.
we know its a game of concealment and camouflage,
still we pretend everything is hunky- dory,
I am a military strategist who loves that art,
sweetheart, you a con artist par excellence,
we are the best of this species,
we thrive, prosper and proliferate.
come, let's dance, dance in this  unholy hour.

In my book of memories,
a girl wrote a poem, long ago,
*reading it alone, going back to the page,
the meaning gets upside down.

I thought that there are just two sides
But initially I m realizing there are so many
My way of looking at things was so fair
But now i realize it doesn't even glare
I just found out its soo dark here
That not even a single window flare
Its so difficult cause it is so different
How can one situation have so many conditions
Where no logic lies and confusion lingers
At times there are so many questions with no answers
And now its one question and so many answers
Which way is right which way to choose
I thought it was my mind and heart which are always on war
But suddenly i get it its not between them but its with them
Due to which my soul wish to loose!

--A.A.