The Silent Masquerade

Old poem back in 2007

Shoes are clicking

To the sound of music.

They are wearing their masks

And their expensive, fancy clothes

In this lovely masquerade.

The sweetness of the music

Is flowing through the crowd.

They dancy, they sing,

They spin around in circles.

But I'm not doing that.

All I'm doing is searching for someone,

Someone who may only exist in my head.

 

"Why am I looking?," I whisper,

Silently glaring at the crowd.

'There's no use,

He may not exist.

But if he did,

Then he probably wouldn't take

A glance at me. Just once glance

Is all I would really ask.

But I should just give up.

He probably wouldn't know I'm here

Anyways.,' I say, silently slipping

Through the crowd

And out the oak wooden doors.

I say good night

Good night to the laughing,

Dancing people.

And good niht to what I wish for.

Reviews

[Spat Queen]

There is something about the feel of this that is really missing in modern romance. I love the effect of the dancing and the the symbolism of the oak wooden doors. it has that sort of old school drama that is somehow timeless. The only thing I would do different is maybe take a look at the word 'expensive'. I think something a little more decorative would fit nicely there. Great piece.

[Fran Marie]

But I'm not doing that.

All I'm doing is searching for someone,

Someone who may only exist in my head.



"Why am I looking?," I whisper,

Silently glaring at the crowd.

Indeed a silent masquerade~ lonely and searching, I can feel the longing

within ~ and oh so silently~ Great Pen!! and THanks for submitting to

the MasQuerade ball contest~Fran Marie

[Kaden Sylvers]

wow. is all i can say.

i like how you used 'shoes' as a metonymy for people, & your word choice throughout the whole poem is eloquently chosen. Overall, beautiful, well-said poem.

[Isericanormal]

WoW i loved this one. It kept me hanging on every line and word! I like how you made it so real to actually picture what she was doing how she was feeling. You basically wrote it to ware i felt like i was the female in the poem. Very good!