Punctuating voids
With meaningless banter
Trying to find ourselves
By drowning
In work and wine
Masking the cracks
Behind traces of
Make-up
Or a plastic smile
Containing volcanic
Emotions beneath
A serene veneer
Chasing ephemeral
Happiness in
Impulsive bargains
or Epicurean indulgence
We saunter
And wander
Hoping somewhere
Wishing fervently
That moments
Turn into forever
And the masks
Become our reality…..
So true. Beautifully written, Megha.
thank you