Divulging Facade

 

As I laid with my head on the pillow,

Staring at the fiery sun, and the beautiful willow,

With mugged up thoughts crammed inside my mind,

And Lucifer whispering at my side,

One after the other, fell my dreams like petals from a flower,

And the tears escaped the cage of my lashes, making my sweet mouth sour.

Self-told words had now proven to be lies,

And the fake façade had come with a price.

No longer could I make believe,

No longer could I just live.

Bounds were unbreakable,

But my imagination had turned out to be killable.

And as it took its dying breath,

It planted one last seed in my head,

Told me it wasn’t the boundaries,

The true Devil was the lies.

It wasn’t bound by any line,

Imagination wasn’t made to falsify.

I rose and fell,

Over the chime of bell.

I had trouble standing,

But was it the costume I wore that led to my crash-landing?

Soon, the Angel reappeared at my shoulder,

And I felt a little less colder.

The realization hit, the illusion divulged,

The mask dropped,

And I saw my face,

Just as pretty, but no longer hidden behind a veil.

Not Everything Can Be Fixed

 I have a pair of spectacles. Two pairs, actually. The old one’s broken. So, my mom got me a new one. I would fix the old one again and again, and it would keep breaking. I am very attached to the old ones. So, I can’t actually let them go.

I have a friend. Actually only one friend. After publishing my first book, I started losing my friends. One by one. But that one, I’ll call her Berry here, she was there, always. We would fight, and then I would apologise and fix our friendship, scared to lose my one friend. It happened again and again.

In our chat, I said I would choose her over my other friend, a new friend, the one who I have been talked to only a couple times. Let’s name him Apple. Apple and Berry are enemies. So, I didn’t get too close with Apple. And Berry said I didn’t have to choose. And then she said that she was selfish and that she would choose herself, always. I was confused and then she said that, As long as there a remote part of Apple in her life, she would be screwed. I was taken aback. I asked her if she was breaking our friendship. She said she was.

I think it’s time I put away my old spectacles and try my new ones, and hope that they’ll be different.  

Truth

 Sometimes the truth can be harsher than uncovered lies...

~Janushi Raichura

Author of the book series Ventures of Gem Land