Patches of Dryness

Patches of dryness 
On my skin
My arms cry
A pain of unease
Someone in-between
Craving to release
I cuddle and squeeze
In my sleep
Waiting for someone
Move deep
Miles beyond my smile
And catch that single tear
Floating in the air

A mother, a daughter
A wife, a beloved
A sister
How many roles
Did I stole
Every role turned out
To be fraction of a whole

Life is like an ice-Cream
Let it melt in your mouth
Before it melts outside
Don’t make the taste a waste
In a haste to impress
Play the role that is you
To the true