Author: Nyasa Kamargaonkar, Class VII A
Is it just me or the faces are two?
Something is off;
Maybe it’s true.
Those masks drove me to somewhere unknown,
They have a seed of trust so far sown.
None of them seems unfamiliar,
Then what is it that’s making me uncertain?
It’s the situation,
Or the
Faces I see in this situation?
Someone is warm,
Someone is cold.
But the warmth feels cold,
And the cold feels warm.
Is it just me or the faces are two?
Something is off;
Maybe it’s true.
Why do I still don’t believe whom I’ve always known,
But why do I trust someone who I recently met?
Why are the three sides of every time,
What I see,
What you know,
and the truth.
Is it just me or the faces are two?
Something is off;
Maybe it’s true.
