The moon overshadows them- a show stopper or rather an attention seeker. The moon doesn`t intrigue me though- I`m not her wolverine just yet!
I`m your happy expression to the world.
The paradise for a new born`s parents or
a sign of relief for the passengers on flight with you…..
I have the weight of the world on my shoulders.
The asylum holding your sanity captive –
Keeping it in check.
The Tilak on your forehead-
the dictator who the rigid factions uphold,
the adventurer’s solace –
A lover’s eternal resort.
How he wished he could turn back the clock-
To all the things that went wrong,
when he broke his promises,
Or when someone else did,
Or maybe to when luck wasn`t in his corner.
I`m your worst nightmare,
The one who dresses in black robes,
haunting you at the twelfth hour.
I`m the person you avoid bumping up into everyday.
Though at times we’re inseparable,
sitting in your room together while you try picking up
the broken pieces of your soul.