The Painted Facade

Gyanabati Konjengbam
In the sea of materialism
Where value drowns,
Attention shines, authenticity fades.
Integrity is dissolved in the flow of expectations.
That space is painted with socio-creations’ lavishness
Where souls are lost in waves of unreality
In the canvas radiant with illusion.
Though vulnerability echoes,
Shadow of self-doubt wishpers.
Despite the panache-driven hurricane pulverize at its best,
The Leibaklei blooms once more.
Fireflies illuminate the misty night.
Acceptance is the therapy,
And contentment, the gateway to inner peace.
Simplicity is the glamour in the journey of living,
Priceless yet hard to possess as simple as it seems.