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We wear a mask
to hide ourselves from others.
Only the wearer knows the secrets behind it.
Like a shield,protecting us.
Like the night,it consumes us
until we are lost in it's void.
Noone knows the tears.
Noone knows the laughs.
Noone knows the secrets
that live behind that mask.
All we see is the colors on the mask,
the flavor of what the person can be.
It is their individuality showing through
just enough but yet
not enough at all.
behind the mask is a spectrum
we have never seen.
What lies beyond the mask?
Only the wearer knows.
Our world lies in mystery.
Shrouded,hidden from sight,
is the truth behind the mask.
The mask all of the world wears.
Every now and then,a bit of the mask is broken,
and a secret is revealed.
Part of the spectrum from inside is shown,
but most of it still remains a mystery.
And even as our lives come to a close,
the mask is still there.
It is eternal.
It is part of life.
It is who we are.
Just a mask....what is truly beyond it,
we will never know.
- Title: The mask we wear..
- Artist: Haruko Ai
- Description: a poem.
- Date: 04/26/2009
- Tags: mask wear
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Lamented Sin - 04/28/2009
- Very very well done!
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- Zeelora - 04/26/2009
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I love your poem. It has a very good format, and a very very true meaning!
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