mental blocks..

Baffled love,
together with a baked expression,
travelled in a road,
enduring misplaced milestones
and displaced directions..,
where they met,
faces of shadows..

Some plain,some crinkled,
some crimson,some pale,
some coated with thick white paint,
to hide a maimed skin underneathe..
which still peeped through patches and holes,
where paint erroded in heat and sweat..

Some smiled,some cried,
some grinned ,some wailed
some changed hues like chameleons
some faded away like errors of an ink print..

Time just flew like a light beam,
from a dead star,
taking its own time ,
to reach the destination,
A blind eye ..

Mosses grew thickly,
covering damp walls after a heavy rain,
waiting for a callow sun..

Love still waited to love,
not disheartened by thunderstorms,
of failures,
of pride and prejudice,
while expression wandered among forlorn bushes,
searching for a tiny plant,
bearing a red petal in its soul..

Shadows came,stood for a while,
and went away,unmarked,
along the winds,indifferent and cold,
in their unpredictable moods.

Then one day in a flicker of lightning,
`love saw expression,
and noticed for first time,
a thick brick wall of defence,
the line of separation between them..

Love decided to break the wall,
with its unchallenged and immence power,..

It did it,
and merged itself with expression,
became a unity..

The shadows faded and disappeared.
and life met its destination..