A Game Of Thorns

I was quite confident

Until the end,

My curiosity was not piqued,

I had never self-questioned,

Not self-doubted,

My innocent mind had collaborated with peace,

My heart had allied with love,

But, time raised the curtain of lie,

And it was all a game of thorns,

Carefully pricked me

And my emotions.

Carelessly, I took a rattle

To turn it into a rattle show.

To splash a smile

May be just for a second,

Being self-contained,

Amidst the cacophony of tears and pain.