My Skin

Pieces by pieces, it was assembled in the way, how it seems like,

Every atom of it has its own journey and a story behind.

It took me 20 years to understand it, and I'm still on my way to know how is changes with time,

You can only judge it, on the basis of time and phase you landed upon,

But it's reality is far beyond your thinking and quite impossible to describe.

It has all the colours hidden inside,

Some are easy for you to look,

While some are difficult to find.

And if you are watching only one of them, again and again,

May be that's the only one for you to come across in this life...

All you can do is to throw some random words on it,

To Carry them or let them slip through my skin

I'm the only one Who will decide.