On closing my eyes I slip into the chamber of my past, the bruises crafted on the flesh of my soul become ripe; the love which I once bore in my heart metamorphoses into limitless hate, And all I see is your ersatz yet mesmerizing smile arresting the lord of my conscience, tricking it in an illusion and shackling it with your synthetic love and care. I tried to endeavor the remote depth of your realm till I found out that it was unfathomable. My understanding of you is a clean slate yet I claim that no one can comprehend the maze, in which you lived, better than me. You always tried to put up an enthralling show of your love and care but each time you failed to realize that the applause which you got was from only one person, sitting in the empty theater of your life. But still I was never entertained for you never actually did entertain. All your efforts were flooded with the thorns of unpardonable flaws which used to pierce so deeply and painfully into the flesh of my emotions. A