do you see?..

As we fail to believe in what is
and fall for what we believe to be
time has woven stories where
the sighted refuses to see..
the shadow of a burning flame
like passion behind a desire
in a moment flickering
in a moment rising higher..
the wax never saw the truth
the fire had refused to share..
a word on the lips remain words
until mistaken to be thoughts
those words were just words
the truth remains to be sought..
As eyes meet and look away
silently those eyelids fall
refuse to see the stinging stare
time weaves another tale where
the liar bares it all...

Can I harden so much
as to fail to feel a touch
Can I forget the ground
till I let go of my roots
will it be against the self
If I harden so much..

Can I give a cold stare
can I give rise to a scare
crushing the fallen fort
like an injured warrior
will it be too bad a sign
if I harden so much..