THE FADED FACE

I woke up to see, my faded face,

I felt it like a blank surface.

Unrecognised, fat and slum that I do,

Now I do not have face too!

I fetch it in my bed,

Like a dog as it was said.

On to the table, under the pillow,

Into the reverie and the dreams to follow!

I called my peers and the one that I loved,

No one answered, their intentions were served.

I tried to shout and I tried to cry,

There was no mouth, there wasn’t an eye!

I sat in silence, on my chair,

Head mingled, with a hopeless fear.

I never had thought, it would be true,

Like others, I shall loose it too!

Before me, the mirror got shifted,

Handing the mask, that I was gifted.

My trembling hands, got it placed,

Under my ears, the knots were raised!

The face looked weird,

And the Devil feared.

For it was laughing,

With it’s eyes sobbing!

Now I wear it every day,

Like a Sunshine of the May.

Let me know, if you find it ever,

My faded face, took the joy forever!