Give me a paper and pencil..not to capture the beauty through art but to escape from the fake world..
The crowd everywhere known and unknown smile at us and belittle behind..
The glitters of the gold and clothes show just the price but not the dignity of any..
Pleasing words and the cordial gestures as they greet us..
Veil the bitterness behind the crooked thoughts..
O let me breathe and live for a moment not by being part of them
But through my art and write..
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Escape
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