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The world we live in

 

I see the birds flying and hear the winds whispering,

I see the blue sky and wait until it turns into the dark sky,

I see some disappointed hearts and their weepy eyes,

I see them hiding their scars wearing that bright smile.

This fake world isn’t true to anyone, then why we all are pretending?

Why we are falling in a trap of loving?

We call the nature real as it is pure and natural

Unlike us having loads of emotions, judgments and troubles

We always find it beautiful as it’s away from all the fakeness.

 

Last Friday I met my friend, she had a scar on her cheek again,

While smiling she said she got into an accident.

I can imagine last night she was in great pain

Seeing them holding each other’s hand and passing a half smile for public to pretend.

It’s never the same behind that closed door; it’s not easy for someone to pretend in their own home.

 

Some wear masks and other have their words

Some do it with love while others got their grudge.

Some have their self deprivation and others are not able to see through their self esteem

Still there are some of those who’re ready to console one’s soul.

 

There are different characters appointed to all

And at the stage of world we’re acting that out.

Unbelievably cruel reality is that we share

No one understands the truth they just laugh behind our back.

But don’t you think it’s that easy to hide behind that mask

Because some of us just do it in order to stay away from scorn talks.

 

Still I wake up every day, having that guilt inside my head

That I’d have to see all these things again and had to smile back at them

Not willingly but still I’m a part of them

And we all are presenting a show having no definite end.

Copyright © Alishah Ali 2018

Form of Poetry

Classicism

Author: Alishah Ali
A normal being with many extra ordinary dreams, i like to write but not what exactly i feel just what comes to my mind and i think that's where the uniqueness starts. I'm not a regular writer and i guess no one is but yes i do like to write.

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