Game Of Masquerade Poem by Sanjukta Nag
Game Of Masquerade
I place my mind on the corner of sidewalk
And watch how the strangers
Melt down in the mouth of subway,
Wearing your face above their dwarf necks.
As if the entire town is playing
A cruel game of masquerade
With the trembling of my blurry eyes.
And I can’t tear up their playful mask
As my hands are tied up with our drifted love.
Heartfelt, In love we go thru many emotional changes....the melancholy part in your poem is amusing with hands tied it is difficult to express true feelings as we are deeply drowned in love........Loved it. Full marks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 3:25:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem, thanks for sharing, these line are very beautiful, And I can’t tear up their playful mask As my hands are tied up with our drifted love.