Neela Nath


Get Out Of Your Feigned Skin - Poem by Neela Nath

I know, no sorrow
can sit in your
mirthful heart.
No dirt governs
you, even in dream.
If there's any
sentiment wrapping
yourself, that's
feigned, your
altar ego,
subconscious mind,
play the game,
to rob your fame.
In one fine morning,
when the sun will
come out breaking
the net of cloud,
get out of your
feigned skin.
There, I'll be
waiting to paint
a kiss on
your forehead
with love!


Comments about Get Out Of Your Feigned Skin by Neela Nath

  • Gold Star - 4,662 Points Patricia Grantham (6/6/2013 9:33:00 PM)

    I really love this one. What I see in this write is someone
    not being themselves and putting on a front to deceive
    a lover. The lover sees right through it and gets to show
    their love after all. A thought provoking write. Good. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 208 Points R.j. Wynn (5/19/2013 4:22:00 PM)

    That's some hairy crack up stuff, I like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013


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