Thursday, 17 May 2012

The mask


Moon gazer, here is the poem you asked for.



Plastic smile,
Glass eyes,
Breathe. Step. Nod. Sigh.
Today she wears,
The mask of joy....


Taped down lips,                                                     
Crocodile tears,
Breathe. Step. Console. Cry.
Today she wears
The mask of sorrow...

Empty stare,
Alone in a corner,
Breathe. Sit. Appear busy.
Today she wears,
The mask of apathy

In a crowd, alone.
Whole yet hollow
Angelic wings shackled
In chains of anonymity
An epiphany
Then metamorphosis
Today she wears
The mask of belonging....

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