a quarrel,
sometimes contradiction,
internal and external,
spiritual or intellectual,
friction continues.............
can't alter acts,
can't wear mask infront of people,
can't act,
nobody can alter me,
am not dummy,
mocking whole the world,
mocking behind back,mocking infront,
can be it possible,
can mocking ourself also??
at somewhere,sometime,
my broken heart and shattered mind,
saying to me....
there is a place,
where between lies and battered ties,
purity remain,
i covered my face,
and cry hard,
i want that purity,
not manipulation....
