Shadows of my spirits hiding behind
the transparent doors of light
following us all along
day and night
dusk and dawn
with all the lies that covered up
and all the truths that were left behind
which later on becomes a shield of darkness
which was made of unknown perfection
with it's own secrets
without letting the glass break
without letting the truths out
the air of stress and worries
but now it's all over
as the truth is being out
with counting days of life
why cover it up ?
live with happiness you have at the present
why be always with worries
fill your life with colours
fill it with joy
and of course
you can definitely do it...
© Swaratmika