In my glasses

By Sahil Kudchikar

How much I love to escaping from this reality,

This black shade rescues my mind from all the animosity.

I walk in swagger when I slide them on,

And feel like one of the characters from Reservoir dogs.

Whether it's my affection or some malice, you won't get a hint.

For all my secrets are caved behind this layer of tint.

I am rich, I am free from tears that could roll down from my eyes,

Yo may not see them but I can see through your lies.

I see your face, your body, and the curves whenever you pass,

I can be shameless, honourless behind this glass.

No one can follow my stride when I put them on,

regrets or mistakes, all are forgone.

But this is how sunglasses make you feel,

Your intentions find a way to conceal.

Whatever the brand may they be, I always rock,

Be it the sun or an an evil eye, they will always block.

Dear Judges,

This is a poem i wrote about sunglasses. This was inspired from a situation where I had caught my friend checking out a girl through his sunglasses. So it's all about how a person'sPersonality changes when he or she wears a sunglass, it's about all the stories that hide behind those sunglasses. Hope you find it interesting.

By Sahil Kudchikar