Smiling tryst

Is it okay to just let things be...

without holding or even trying to hold control

over the innumerable dreams and desires?

Those that you nourish over ages...

Carefully, with your

wandering, searching eyes

whispering endless motivations

in the tarred nights, in the scorching days.

Is it okay to be called a

loser by your own self?

Is it okay to erase and begin anew

as a novice perhaps?

To feign innocence and cry tear-less drops?

Is it okay to just dump the accumulated

grime and muck of ambitious lurches?

Is it?

Or may be just allow one's own apparition

to gradually melt

in the thickening soot of life?

Allowing oneself to be replaced by the other

willfully donning a new persona

without resistance, without an iota of regret?

Is it okay?

Is it okay to cheat on your own beloved

one that you have pampered and assured

of your lifetime commitment?

For betraying one you choose many smiles?

Is it okay to be an infidel?

Is it okay to just allow one self
a certain degree of numbness

so that one does not feel

love, hate, happiness, glum?

So that one grows

Calm and quiet

feigning grace, transcending engagements?