Veiled

On days when I contour the surface of my face with a shade brighter than my genuine smile; when I colour my under-eyes with a 24 hour long lasting glow to hide the circles of conflict behind them, I stand like a showstopper in the desert  concealing secrets.

The sand under my feet trembles in the coldness which gushes out of the dejected veins of the hollow organ dancing to the beats of a breakdown.

In the presence of the sky airbrushed with clouds, I lie to the star-studded night. I have adapted the image of something I had not been, of something I didn't want to be, and something I have inevitably become- an effortless liar. In the charm of the sunrise and the beauty of the breathtaking sunset I look away from my reflection in the horizon of truth.

©songbriti

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