This blog represents the official view of the voices in my head.





Friday, November 18, 2005

Mask























It ached and itched
It grazed her skin
Had now begun to
Deface her
One day,
When no one looked
She quietly pulled if off
Folded it carefully
And put it away
On the shelf
After that day
No one ever recognized her.....

2 comments:

nidhi said...

nice one pal........cud relate to it in many ways, ur writing??????

Pal said...

Deepti Naval again :-)