I have witnessed many characters
I have talked to many
I have read their faces
Read their minds
And understood their souls
But it happens very rarely
That some of those
Leave a piece of them behind
For you to cherish and hold
For an eternity, probably longer
These are the ones
Who are probably more hurt
More cheerful
More experienced
And even more cruel
Than most of us.
The pieces left behind
Can change the life
The point of view
The sense of knowing things
And the reader itself
Me… Oh yes!!…
I’ve read a lot of pages
Pages that make a book
Pages that make autobiographies
Pages that make a course
Pages that make a novel
Somehow all of those
All the pages, novels combined
Have changed the way act
Have blurred the lines
To identify the difference
The exact contrast
Of what is black
And what is white
They left me in the grey area
The grey area….
Hard to explain really
Nothing makes much sense
Conflict at every point
Awesome and confusing both
Choosing between sanity
And what they call insanity
Both playing tug-of-war
With the little brain of mine
Uhh!!… So exhausting
I still remember though
That remarkable moment
That precise hour
The exact minute
And even the second
I crossed that arbitrary line
And ended up in
The Insanity Land
Just so overwhelming
Most beautiful place ever
I really want to tell you
How i felt being there
Not pretending
So many characters showing up
In my mind..
At very odd moments
But it’s just difficult
The tale can’t be told
It’s the one
To be experienced
To be lived
To be…..
Oooh!!!…. Cookie….
~K
Well articulated! 🙂
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nice one 🙂
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Filled with emotions! well presented
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