Touchstone

You beat me
At my own game
By despising the parts of me
That needs change
But are ingrained in who I am

The flaws I have
Are visible wounds
Of quirks and failings
Some known
Others yet to be found

I am aware of a part
Of the whole of things
That needs to mend
You act as a touchstone
When I fake or pretend

If you too would give up on me
For the person I became
I may have to live knowing
I will forever be
Who I am

© Ratish
24th Aug 

Faith

Restless
Eager
Always on the go
Self absorbed
Seeker
To much to know
Cocksure
Cynosure
Putting on a show
Wandering
Aimless
In the flow

Constant caring having different view
About things that to me are black and blue
The more I know you the more I unlearn
My practised indifference and fake concern

Uncomplicated this life can be
If we live it as it is meant to be
Misguided notions of which need is true
Can lead our life hopelessly askew
And till I can know this on my own
I am blessed to have faith in you

© Ratish
Didcot 10th Aug 14