Excavation

I can’t believe
you are right there
excavating
all the unexplored
territories of me
and unveiling
my darkest insecurities
which I had buried
deep inside
the most guarded corners
of my core
displaying
an utmost level of proficiency
in carefully hiding
all the midden of my life
an accumulation of nothing
but skeletons of my past

you can now almost see them
or at least feel their sure presence
as their impressions become clear
even through the layers of filth
which continue to envelope them

and soon your hands will be there
doing away all the laminas
to surface things to light
and that’s when you would realise
how facade was the frame
which glowed in glory
camouflaging all the mayhem
which was breeding inside.

-Chhaya

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    1. Thanks so much Mark ! I am glad you liked it. I feel bad that I am not able to make time to maintain the regularity in my posts and follow my favourite bloggers, which also includes you. I will read your posts soon. Take care !

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    1. Dear Laura, thanks so much for taking out time of your day to read my poem and for the kind comment. I am thrilled to know that you enjoyed it. Interesting guess about the narrator there. 😁

      You write beautifully Laura and I really look forward to reading more from you. Happy writing ! 😊

      Much love !
      Chhaya
      πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“

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    1. Thanks so much John for the read and the kind comment, and of course for the reblog too ! I am so glad you liked my work. Love can be the most intimidating, yet one of the most fulfilling experiences of life, is what I believe. 😊

      Have a wonderful weekend John !

      Cheers !! πŸ˜€
      Chhaya

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  1. I relate a lot to this:

    unexplored
    territories of me
    and unveiling
    my darkest insecurities
    which I had buried
    deep inside
    the most guarded corners
    of my core

    I feel this because I’m very extremely careful on how I express my feelings to the world.
    That is why my poetry is riddled in code & messages.

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