Hidden behind my own Facades!

Oh I so love solitude, it makes me think
Time slows down,  deception of it weakens
The layers dissolve, pretentious self fades away
And I start feeling One with the One again!

The One, I miss when I am surrounded...
The One, my rain, when I am clouded
The One, who I am, not who you think I should be
The One, whom I know, whom only I can!

“Knowledge” of the world, or so do I think…
Like the dust on my car or the rust on it
How far beneath has it gone?
How soon can I wipe it off?

Rebel I might sound like, rebel I may be
But what for are the perceptions surrounding worth?
If they can’t let me be, set me unchained?
The image of the rebel suits, lets me breath!

Truth, can be for me what is not for you
So can be living, or the thought of it
If I worry about you, I survive, may be just…
The instant I stop, I start living again!

My mind whips off these Facades...
When it overrides me, and I lose control to it
I start becoming someone else,
I start identifying with the thoughts of this someone!

When you see me, you follow your mind
You see what you want to see, and paint your own picture
When I express myself, the painter in you gets a setback
Your brushes fade, and my reality emerges!

Living is about being me, being accepted or reject
My Facades are for you, my own doing
My word, my thoughts is where my being is
Thats where lies my truth, my bliss!

                                                                  …..Saurabh,
                                                                       (13th Sep ’14, Chikmaglur)