Behind the Mask
lives the true self
the happy - go lucky
all mushy and sweetie
is all about it..
The sad lonely self
is all by itself
surrounded by one's
own dreams thoughts
deep sown...
drizzling shower of rain
brings down the strain
slowly washes away the pain
dissolving the fake mask
forming a sparkling chain....
~14/03/09~
You have done well why such a short verse for a good subject. Nice nice nice.
liked the concept inside your write, Deepti...well written piece...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we are all changing masks every time and one can see their true self only if they look deeper beyond the image in the mirror.10/10