Face

Man wears a face.

Face wears a man.

Two

There was once a man who wished to speak a word,

But if he spoke, more than two

Then words, would get unheard

“I like, I hate, I love , I wait !”

Was all that he could say

People, could never see his truth

People, just want to hate

So he never spoke a word

Letting people debate

Till the time, the man slowly died

And now he is just vain.

Standing in a queue

I have been sitting here for some time,

But I am not attended.

Slowly eating the patience, I show.

When it is over, does anger grumble

“If that is all, then shall eat you so!”

I have been sitting here for sometime,

But I am not attended.

Now my anger, eats you whole.