All we wear are masks,
year in and year out
to facilitate us in our daily lives,
that which we go about.
How we wish to run,
hair wild and uncouth,
to laugh and shriek at others,
remove all ill without.
Nay, we wish to cry,
alone, by ourselves, aloud,
to not be judged at all,
face no venomous mouth.
A friend by our side,
to scream and to shout,
so we may not lose ourselves
amidst a worthless crowd.
We want to erase all,
no more remain in doubt
about ourselves, masks to be torn
into a mist of clouds.
year in and year out
to facilitate us in our daily lives,
that which we go about.
How we wish to run,
hair wild and uncouth,
to laugh and shriek at others,
remove all ill without.
Nay, we wish to cry,
alone, by ourselves, aloud,
to not be judged at all,
face no venomous mouth.
A friend by our side,
to scream and to shout,
so we may not lose ourselves
amidst a worthless crowd.
We want to erase all,
no more remain in doubt
about ourselves, masks to be torn
into a mist of clouds.
Hidden, under layers of qualities,
ReplyDeletevices and virtues,
is the true me.
But, my Masks change,
faster than dials of a clock;
An illusion, is what you see.
"We want to erase all,
ReplyDeleteno more remain in doubt
about ourselves, masks to be torn
into a mist of clouds."
Loved that Line !
And Proshant!!!! WOW!