They often reign in
our mind covering
the entire realm.
A sec's gap can't
take them
away from us.
But, words fall
upon words....
Gusty wind unravels
the faces we love.
Masks horrify
our lovelorn hearts.
Those faces make
us cry!
Neela Nath
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/those-faces-2/
