Mask Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

In the world of masks and masked faces
What I feel is some kind of dismay
Everywhere masked faces, but invisible
When there is a close encounter
When there is a real friendship
Somethings makes obstruction
Of late I see the reason as mask
I feel masks are different in usage
Sometimes a safe heaven to protect the face
Which we can make a wonderful cover
To make it to hide the feelings
Both of hate and friendly feels
The things are different on circumstances
The cruel one can show a mercy face
The merciful feeling in occasions
The need of the hour is a wonderful mask
To cover my face for a facial protection
Where the heat is so disturbing
Even to walk a few steps it is difficult
Masks the humans found the masks at an early date
Masks they made for playful needs
They tried different sizes and shapes
The wore in occasions of happy celebrations
They like masks the colored ones
They like masks the different forms of animals
Or demons, or something else to make frightened
Anyway a mask is a mask in every one
Knowing well without a material we can create
A mask that is not a separate but our face itself.