Fools*

Enough signs

More than enough signs

Fools we are

Fools we became

And today

We stand apart together

Do you have excuses to make?

I have heaps to carry

The sour taste on my tongue

Commits nothing to memory

And enough was always said

And enough we were

They know

Plain skinned

Turmeric eyed

Oh, so not vain, they know

But this once…

Mesmerize with your looks!

Sleep-walking

Through the layers

Where would you be if not here?

Too much of thought overpowers thought

Drains out meanings

And wishes and comforts..

You’d rather be asleep, they know

Or perhaps they don’t!