Cul-de-sac
Arghya Jana
In the blind alley of
my life
I venture one day.
I am surprise to see
The depth of my crime.
The face I do show in
the naked day light
Is nothing but a mask
of my ‘Self.’
The look I do posture
Is nothing but a web
of my ‘Spider Mind’.
I am the ‘Id’ of
‘Everyman’
Who glances in the day
but sparkles at night.
I am the ‘Enemy’ my
friend
Who hides the knife in
smile.
I am the ‘that very
girl’
Who seeks a private
room to share warmth.
Yet I am ‘Mr. Perfect’
with tie, hat and boots.
I do my best to
deceive you
As you love me the
best.
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