FAÇADE

Looking past their expressions of delight,

I can look past their isolated eyes,

Turning the glassy picture of new heights,

A window gleams through the sunrise.

 

The motionless cheek and the pale smile,

Is the centre of their frown that signs a style,

Their breath is like piercing razors that cuts,

A tarnished bolt holds only those nuts.

 

A thump that pounds in an unusual way,

Sometimes halts and goes back the same day,

A face has a unique sparkle attraction,

Rockets don’t blast through this chain reaction.

 

Their expressions will soon be up in the air,

Enjoyable moments will be capture with their stares,

Even if food is in between their teeth,

Their smile and glee is what everyone seeks.

 

A time will be given so they can eventually speak,

Where rusty rods will come to a new life,

They will be resilient and not even weak,

A proud family will stand and even his wife.

 

I have seen a lot of faces these days,

I miss the ones that are brilliant rays,

Their distance will keep going far away,

But closeness is their skin that’s stays.

 

My kin always make me go beyond,

Even if there in a picture drawn with a crayon,

Knows that I am right beside them all the time,

I won’t lose their faces as they are on my dime.

 

A solitaire eyes will be seen through the reflection,

Rosy faces and heartbeats will be in perfection,

We are almost near the end of the phase,

My family is intact and in a shining glaze.