The Chosen One

Even when every argument of this world would reinforce the fact that attractive appearances add to productivity, I wouldn’t fear to be the only voice to disapprove it, happily. The synthetic and unreal delicacy will never make enough sense and would forever remain ‘the temporal wishful pretense’.

Look who’s here!

The one with fugacious devise

And a fleeting appearance

Marching the dutiful smile


You are received as the priority

Spoken fluently, sung easily

Loudly applauded, publicly acclaimed

The chosen one, the best fit for all


Sighing over the modish ways

Her unruly laughter continued to breathe

Astounded with the familiarity around

The cold breeze couldn’t blow the fire within


Sodality chose the pretty guise

An attractive illusion, scared of knowledge

Who would have judged?

Was anyone willing to accept the rise?


You fooled ‘em all, got tricked later

You saw everything, consuming oblivion

The bowl remained empty, robbed and dry

Reality ensued; the mirror didn’t lie


Her mug was full of jeers & tears

Insecurities vanished, she overcame her fear

Abstracted & lost, a voice was discovered

Conviction awarded, dignity recovered.


Author: indifferentmusing

I believe love, laughter and a thought spared for peace can overcome all the differences in the world.

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