Reality
Its a haze,
confounded by an intriguing maze,
What is the real?
Is it your ugly side,
Or is it your best?
Is it your unguarded moments?
Or those that you have carefully contrived?
Are objects,people and events in these real?
Think and think hard,
If your ugly is real,
Is all other real ugly too?
Same for the best!
What do you want to tag with 'real',
can tagging and attributing make it real any longer,
I think real is natural,helpless and just there,
you cannot tag it,attribute it,
or call it ugly,unguarded,best or bad,
It is neither something that you need to hide,
it is the roots from which you have risen,
Its real and in you,
its all over,
and it cannot stand in a queue,
for you to show,
my contrived has gone...and now comes the REAL!
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2007
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