Masquerade


She wears her masks

Of happiness and joy

So convincing is she that everyone asks

“Is there ever a moment you don’t enjoy?”

Though she always asks herself

The very opposite question

The jar of tears she keeps on a shelf

In her guarded mind with her depression

Always showing her forced smiles

She cowers behind them

Her life filled with emotional guiles

The only part of her flower left is the stem

Her once bright sun has long since faded

But who is this “she”?

Who holds her own masquerade?

This “she” - this jester – is me 

 




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    forlorn impostor
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    forlorn impostor said:
    March 20th, 2011 21:50

    I can relate so well to this one... truly....
    Smiling just because you don't wanna answer the reason of the tears and yet again facing the curiosities of why so much of smiles....
    No one realizing all the tears and cries and shouts within the spreading smiles.....
    Just spoke my heart! loved it! thanks for writing such a wonderful piece which i can so well relate to! :):):)

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      Emi
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      Emi said:
      March 20th, 2011 21:52

      Awww thank you ever so much! :)

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    Cheeky Missy
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    Cheeky Missy said:
    March 20th, 2011 22:02

    Beautifully expressed and very, very sad. Your symbolism and metaphors of cowering and jar of tears, headless flower, faded sun and merely jester, excellently depict the situation. Shared by many, doubtless, unfortunately. Very well expressed.

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      Emi
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      Emi said:
      March 20th, 2011 22:06

      Thank you. :)

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    Lifewellspoken
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    Lifewellspoken said:
    March 22nd, 2011 14:45

    Very nice writing.

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      Emi
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      Emi said:
      March 22nd, 2011 15:17

      Thank you. :)

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    Anna
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    Anna said:
    June 3rd, 2011 22:48

    When you write your poems, I don`t know why, but I feel like you`re talking to me personally. It feels as if everything you write about, is everything that I feel. And it is. It`s very ironic, but I love that about your poems. I really appreciate you sharing them with me, and everyone else :`D

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      Emi said:
      June 3rd, 2011 22:49

      Thank you. :) And I appreciate you reading them! :)



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