Walk away

I tried to find some truth

Among the lies she told

I tried to see a friend

Beneath the glitter & glamour

Youth, beauty & money

With a dash of arrogance

And somewhere in between

A heartbeat of an ordinary girl

Somewhere I could see the inherent goodness

Hidden away in her fake lashes

She smiles away & laughs aloud

Among a group of parasites, whom she call friends

Sweet talks & happy hours they have all day long

Making each silly occasion a celebration

To give a treat of chocolates & ice-cream

“Walk away girl” I have often thought

You have a life ahead

In which money won’t be your slave

You can boss around now, as

You have been born privileged

One day your beauty will wane

And your admirers will fail

To keep up with the real you

So walk away now & walk towards

A path to build a world of your own

Keep the charity of inheritance

As a reserve for bad times

Is it so hard to read a few books?

To get a decent degree?

Anyway it will be easier than ‘texting’

All your friends & keeping up with fashion trends..

So walk away…& walk towards a better future

By the sea

“Come on dress up letz go somewhere”

Says my dad…”Sea air will be good for you” he continues

By the sea

When the waves grumble

Crashing mercilessly against the rocks on shore

Waves recede, after teasing my toe tips

I step back as in reflex

What made me resent the sea water?

Just the chillness or the dirty tone it had

Once I used to splash around it

Not caring whether it’s blue, brown or blue-green

Now the ‘pedicured’ feet hesitate to touch it

And the wind starts to blow again,

Entangling my hair in a more complicated pattern

I pulled my hood over my hair

Tucking in the loose strands

It’s getting more ridiculous by the minute

Protecting myself from wind & water?

“Evening sunlight is good for your skin”

Quotes my father….

Well he didn’t know I had already on a

Dab of sun-protection lotion

Feels like all my senses are numb

Just moving eyes are there to make sure of the reality

All I feel is empty

Neither sad nor happy

Again I retreated to my shell of silent tortures