To step out of the cloak of disguise,
Of being someone I am not;
Is perhaps the hardest step to take.
To stand afar, a heart full of love,
Yet unable to shout it from the rooftops;
Is perhaps the hardest feeling to reconcile within.
When the world rises up
It is you, as me, the other way too
That is, at once,
My strongest armour
And my softest heel!
Love hurts, love heals,
Love reaffirms faith;
But the point is-
(One that I’m blessed with)
8 to 11 January, ’08
Yet another old one, being given new lease of life 🙂 The muse is still wary, and I’m trying all I can to appease it, lol! So while she plays hide and seek with me, I thought I’d share some more of her, through these re-posts:) Thanks, as always, for your patience!