do you understand?

I wish you could ever understand

the aesthetic quotient of my expressions

the cosmetic beauty of my genuine thoughts

and the real intentions of my confessions

you always seemed to be visibly bruised

by the blunt edges of my blatant utterances

but you never ever went deep inside them

to empathise with their true sentiments

how do I fabricate unwanted garishness

for you to experience the misleading solace

will it be legitimate to our relationship

which does not have any pseudo interface

which stands tall on the pillars of truthfulness

and prospers eloquently on the soil of honesty

which gets life from the breath of devotion

and sails smooth on the waters of modesty