Month: February 2015

Messy Drabble # 2

Rendered is the heart

Of the happy and glad,

Covered is the pain

Of the smiling but hurt,

Taken is the glow

Of they who are at worst,

Faked is the smile

Of they who have surrendered;


Messy Drabble #1

In the flesh, where the least

Can only be the ones which

Could be uncovered, oh, defeat,

Stares a mirror image,

Smiling lopsided, imitating

The persona outside the

Chambers kept inside the confines

Kept in the heart, soldered;

Normal, it seems but

Alas, the facade will never

Never, be conceived

Truly nor fully, oh the pain,

Forever scratching

Against the residue produced

By even the smallest

Of the smallest shoves

And pushes anew