When you put a face
When you wear a smile
That couldn't be erased
Even just for a while
You're putting a show
You're wearing a mask
Your worries are hidden
No one dared to ask
Your silence is on top
Your words aren't heard
You live each day up
Things don't look absurd
You want to scream
But then you look away
You want to shout
But you won't spoil the day
As you look back at me
With a look that's so grand
I get it okay
I really understand
There's no room for complains
Just put them aside
Your personal pains
It is better to hide
I want a peaceful stare
The next time I look
Bad times should be read
On a page of a book
Dear mirror goodbye
I will see you next time
Hopeful that someday
Everything will just rhyme.
Bad times should be read on a page of a book Great line. Thank you Naida this is truly beautiful
A wonderfully piece on looking at one's self. The flow beautifully echoes the last stanza.
Rhymes of the poem oscillate with the thought of Everything will rhyme! Awesome! Thanks for sharing.
why are you not writing any more? my god this is totally awesome. a ten for it, and a request-that please post more of your work. i would love to read it. please read some of mine. :)
everything will rhyme indeed a brilliant piece with great flow and beautiful meaning....bravo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are so right Poetess. We have to hide our feelings. Doesn't matter if is good feelings nor not. We have to be like the others, all time. I think being a person without any love is the better for those days. But we are poet and we cant accepted that. Brilliant.