Behind The Veil.

The day when I was born

Soft and pink and a li’l girl

Warm in her gaurdians hands

Crying hard and hard, proofing being alive

Proofing the presence of mine

And was innocent behind the veil

The day when I first spoke

Ans smiled through my li’l face

Making my gaurdians happy

Proofing being their’s

Proofing they are mine

And was naiive behind the veil

Somedays later when I grew older

Wishing something high

Remarking everything mine

In such ridiculous attempts

You still granted my wish

But I wasn’t cruel behind the veil

Then the day arrived

When I lied to you

Hide things from you

Shouted out loud at you

And behaved like I love myself only

Was I truly a monster behind the veil ?

The day in our lives

When strangers turn friends

I was in every possible way

To let them love me

Doing things for them

Doing things according to them

Those unconditions

I was excited in front and behind the veil

The time in my life

When he left me

And my tears to shed

And happiness to fade

Tore me apart

You helped me I’m not out of it

But you helped me

He was a good one

And you helped me

I was gloomy and you were generous

In front and behind the veil

Then the sparkling

I found love

Tall, cute and perhaps and generous soul

The generous soul tore me aprart

Tears to shed

Happiness to fade

‘Cause sparkling is not just a bright light

It always occur from the blast behind the veil

Years from now

When I’ll be a woman of 30’s

Upbringing my kids

Nicely, softly, strictly but lovingly

Will I be a good mentor ?

Or will they understand who I am behind the veil ?

And then the day will come

When I’ll die

Soft and pink and an old woman

Warm in her bed

Analysing my whole life

Will surely turn to figure out

I was and am truly kind behind the veil.

                                   Manvi Kardam