The Wisest Choice
THE WISEST CHOICE
The shadow of my face on the yellow-painted wall
Masked my agony brewing in like a burning ball
The reflection of my face in the silvery mirror
Displayed in detail traces of every pain and tear
My shadow or my reflection who is wise?.... if let to judge...
My verdict this moment says shadow wins for its witty smudge
Shadow wisely sieved out all my expressions
Showed my neutral silhouette from all directions
Reflection is foolish enough to not to hide my trails of dried tear
Openly showed my feelings crystal clear to all far and near
Rains receded, came sun-shine, bouts of joy in life entered
Doors opened, happy bells rang, smile on my face returned
Stoic shadow still unchanged masked my happy expressions
Guileless reflection copied perfectly my mirth-filled sensations
I realise at this point my wrong verdict favouring my shadow
For reflection is true victor which hid never my feelings in meadow
Pain or pleasure, reflection showed to all the true and real me
Shadow always masked the way I felt letting none to see
One who eclipses and manipulates your feelings, expressions.......
wise choice is sans second thought to bid adieu to them!
And wisest choice is never leave the one who accepts and
lets you express the real you for they are the real gem!!
©Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak,2015
Copyright © Anu Nayak | Year Posted 2015
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