The smile that surfaces is a pretence
that vies to hide the pain unforgotten.
The body at ease but the mind is tense,
and to conceal the wound the smile broadens.
There lies a clear path you want to take
but is blurred by us with our vague wisdom.
Unaware that your wishes are at stake,
you choose the path that many have ridden.
The soul oscillates to others’ rhythm,
and the heart beats to the melodies rolled.
But the chords are not what you would have strummed,
and the beauty lessens when others mould.
Little by little far you have been nudged-
wonder what if you had remained unbudged.
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