Masquerade

Masquerade

A Poem by Sarah Marie

Two telling eyes are all which dare to speak,

For lips often offer the truths others seek-

Life is simple when you are but a face

Behind a shielding mask of ivory lace;

The true identity is in the detail

Woven with secrets, pains, and fails.

You’ve hidden yourself behind this veil,

Each word you breathe another tale;

You made up a name and story pretend,

Believing your lies again and again.

You dance in your heels, gliding with the song,

Telling yourself that this is not wrong;

You’ve cloaked yourself in ballroom clothes,

Determined to not let your personality show

Lest it shine brighter or dimmer than that of another-

As you know it will for you are unlike any other.

You deem what you do a masquerade,

A game that everyone else seems to play;

You find no harm or need to ask why,

Not realizing that many are just as shy.

What is the purpose of a masked disguise

When you do not know what is a lie

And what is honest, good, and true,

For what if everyone else pretends like you?

If each line was rehearsed or every laugh forced

Would you hurt in your heart and feel remorse?

Would you grow to hate the game you play

Or write down more fabled facts for another day?

You could never learn, mature, or grow,

Nor yourself doubtlessly know

If every day was lived like a masquerade-

Rather, the sacredness in self would slowly fade.

© 2013 Sarah Marie


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This has a lovely rhythm! I LOVE the rhyme and the description! I love the message and how you sent it out! It's very musical!
Cheerio!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sarah Marie

10 Years Ago

Thanks for such a kind comment! Glad you enjoyed it!
There's a haunting rhythm and flow that speaks of the hidden life.. the masquerade of heart and soul. It made me wonder how many around us hide themselves away. Powerful poetry.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I love it! For many, life is a masquerade, the brave ones are those that take their mask off and dance to your own tune. Keep it up!
Love,
CreativeCookie

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sarah Marie

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much!
This is very good.
Like a hypnotic tune played in a ballroom,
Except,
It is something that plays out in the ballroom,
Soundlessly,
Masked.
Very well done! ^^

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Bluefire

10 Years Ago

No problemo. :3
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Sarah Marie
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