Behind the mask a mirror
Inside it's far too dark and near
Not allowing one to see
Images of one's identity
From dark holes we stare
Unable to see what's there
But the secret lies inside
Too obscure to be our guide
Over our shoulders a cloak
Hiding all inside that's broke
We wear a clown's disguise
To hide us from other's eyes
Not wanting any to see
The shame of our nudity
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Exploring the hidden behind the mirror . And contemplate the nakedness of our immodest emptiness ...
Thank you Lorenz Indeed that is the intent you have grasped the dark reflection. Appreciated
an area I am familiar with !
This is a relevant poem in a post covid world still sometimes behind a mask literally. It disguises our self and hides out true intentions. I am something of a covid survivor so can relate to tbis. Very nicely done.
I love your twist on this. When we put on those masks we were a living metaphor of society. I found it ironic they would not let me enter a bank without a mask.
My friend, I’ve worn that same mask before...clown’s grin on the outside, fractures beneath. You captured that ache with stark honesty and grace. It resonates deeply. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you my friend for your review and words of understanding. We all are victim to this phenomenon but some are unaware. Your words are deeply appreciated.
Good write SB. No, no, no need to bark, I tell Fido - he spotted the word 'nudity' and thought it may bring on a swoon in me. lol.
Nothing wrong with nudity it is how we were born and besides the naked truth is what we all ask for. Thanks Orchi appreciate the read.
It's me sheltered life. lol. Fido looks out for any chance that I might swoon, ready to catch me if I fall. lol.
Steady old man
LOL.
Well written, your poem "Masquerade" explores the theme of identity and the facades people create to conceal their true selves. It reflects on the struggle of individuals to cope with their vulnerabilities and shame, often resorting to masks to hide their inner turmoil. Yet the concept of wearing a mask—both literally and metaphorically—is to shield oneself from the judgment and perception of others. The poem explores feelings of darkness, shame, and the fear of exposure, underscoring the complexity of self-identity.
Thank you Friendship for your read and words of understanding. Yes indeed and even with mirror lining we are unable to see ourselves in that darkness. I appreciate you words my friend
What would it be like to let someone see the real you underneath instead of a mirror where you reflect what they want to see? It's much more comfortable to wear the mask to hide the shame of who we truly are.
A dilema. I believe, contrary to common belief, that most people would shun us, therefore the mask. Never the less those few that would accept us and love us for who we are would make up for this, being easily discerned as true friends. Thank you so much for the read and comment Ninja Girl
Of course!
This poem captures so well the way we hide our most fragile parts behind masks and laughter. I felt the ache of that “cloak” and the honesty of the final lines. Thank you for putting words to something so many of us quietly carry.
Thank you Cryptic for the review and understanding words of support and encouragement they are most appreciated
This speaks volumes to the human physiology.
How many times have you heard the words.
That doesn't sound like him or her.
Nobody can get into someone's mind, and I think this is why we gasp when something tragic happens.
Thank you so much Paul for the review and most understanding words of comment they are deeply appreciated
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