Fine spun web

There so much to hide,

how come you can do that,

when you are dying inside.

You want a glimpse,

or may be just a word,

but you show as if you dont care.

Ego is setting you up,

but it seems its good at times.

Dont want to pamper yourself,

since you know it wont last long.

It may be contemporary,

but there is a feel deep down inside,

an optimism, that it will be mine.

Very few shades of that,

keep you alive.

You want it deeply,

but would not want it, when its there.

Its the selfishness,

the inability of not getting hurt,

which scares you.

Had seen, had heard,

people do things, when in love.

The experience is enlightening,

for I thought I could evade it.

Life has taken a new direction,

with one way, but no u turn.

Now its only the wait,

otherwise life is still the same.