KNotes

I look at all those happy faces, The ones even heaven embraces. There seem to be worries, so little, Everything is so brittle.  I try to find the reason  How and why, The smiles never wear off,  No one seems to cry.  What is it that  They do; that makes them  Smile so wide,  And where am I missing, until I realise, even I do; I myself wear a plastic smile.  ~ Guni

I do not like to think of what happens after I write,  For feeding the soul, is what I do;  Drenching in mortal pain, it is, in spite, . The soul gets what it desires, so true.  Feasibly, cramp my hand would, dire,  But won't my mind stop, until I write, what it desires.  And though it hurts, my heavy soul,  For whom & why I write, a puzzle I bestow.  I do not prefer to think what may happen After I write; it's a gut-wrenching fear,  As a blank life is what I see without writing;  Words in my mind, shed as tears. ~ Guni

Imagine a world where There was no one to read. No one to admire culture,  Neither any creed.  Like an empty nest Existence would rest. How would it bleed If there was no one to read.  No precious words Would ever be heard, For there would be No souls to ever whir.  Hollow our lives would become, Never any pain we would succumb. No fiction would ever breed, If there was no one to read.  To imagine it is impossible The world would be a puzzle. No imagination would we ever feed, If there was no one to read.  ~ Guni

Into the unknown, I walk for miles, So many people, so many eyes. Looking for someone, I cry. I don't even know why. With fear in my heart, Doubts in my mind, I Walk, widening my eyes. Why am I, I ask myself, Why did you, I curse myself. And through the troubles, I walk, No matter what, I do not stop. Because the moment I will, My mind would be filled, And the reason would be killed. ~ Guni