You were born with a real heart
And then you grew up
Making the layers over layers on it
Of illusions that you fell for
That the real got replaced with non real
Delusions became reality
While reality faded away
First from your sight
And later from heart.
And today, apparently
You look beautiful than before
You tread is more elegant
Your voice has a firm pitch
You coat the words with honey,
Before you utter them out
Your hair are perfectly sleeked
Your eyeliner is perfectly winged
Designer outfit is leaving us in awe
And when you smile,
it seems like
You have bought the entire world
You gather the crowd around
By mere presence of yours
You make the crowd chant
And make them feel Euphoric
When you laugh while tilting the neck back
But The rod in your neck never bows down
Like you own all the iron of this world
The iron, which is in the core of sun
And only run in veins on earth
And despite of the fact
That you have become the finest craft of creation
Your eyes utter lie
When you fake the words
How can you hide the impressions that they hold?
How can you prevent the stink
That your heart confine?
The lie you utter
The disgust in your soul
The venomous blood in your vein
And the evil mastering your brain
You think that they get veiled as well?
Like you have hid your satanic self
Behind all the expense
That you have made on yourself?
It may hide, from the blinds
And delude the weaker hearts
Falling for appearances
But not all hearts are same
Either dead or caged
Some are alive too
Pain of life keeps them alive
Luxury of life keeps them grounded
These hearts know the difference
Between the innocent heart
And the layered one
These are the hearts
That never worship the idols
Which You make out of yourself
So everyone would bow.
Instead They hold a sword,
Coz one in a thousand
Can break the idol, Into the pieces
And get to breathe forever
On the pages of history
With their story written with golden ink
While Making the existence of your life
End in smoke
For forever!
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