HIDDEN WITHIN

Somewhere, somehow I stumbled upon

Faking a smile, “hatred” stood desperate.

Neither a friend nor a well wisher

Either an ovation or a peaceful shelter

With ominous plans “hate” opts to target

Who’s there to share its evil-fed thoughts?

Bereft of love, midst a mirage of oasis

Who can comfort those who are at sea?

Opulence tempts, but solitude shatters

In quest of a companion, often it bothers.

As if to shower fake affection, it pretends

Who’s there to trust its ominous annals?

The wicked repute, cannot easily get erase

Most likely it sticks till the life’s last phase.

From a distant view, life reflects wonderful

A spider’s web, luring by desire-filled thrill,

Behind the veil of illusions and disillusions

One can only seek for past revivifications.

While life disappear into the time’s spindle

“Hate” hidden within tries to see its own finale.