Keyhole to Own

The key pushes me to peep through

As I hear the chuckle behind

My hand shiver when I put it back

Bend down and swallow my bile

Channel myself with narrow focus

For I am proud of my hidden knack.

Being Alice I could see it all

Magic potions to let happiness fall

I can see hatter being mad at everything

And see the rabbit dance and sing

I can feel the delight and their fright

They are ready to spread their wings

I can see my =selk as queen

Accentric to run while I peek in

Driving crazy the people around

Playing game of lost and found!

True to self I recognise myself

Ruling away in glory without a help

But if that queen is real me

How high or low do I get to be?

Hitting at other’s raw notes

Tearing away, letting the sheads float

This game I say is not a real one

Still ready to play till dawn meets sun!

The key that I push in the hole

To open all those close doors

Makes me aware where I stand

Far away or on this side of fence

Was it really a chuckle that I heard?

Or is it snicker from someone I hurt?

What I really see is me

Slippinf away in own nullity

Lost in my own pitiful glory

Forgot I too need to laugh

Jump in the same puddle I created

Lean on soul’s mirror and try not to be hated!