Master Of Disguise Poem by Meena Iyer

Mask over a mask, yet another mask
Where in it are you I ask
In corridors of silence
In vales of darkness
Within my heart
Concealment is an art
Your reply, Complete ambivalence

Blinded by your inbuilt rigid walls
My every attempt stalls
To know you better
I end up with a shutter!
Why oh why
why so many insistent lies?
pretension thousands you devise!

Yes i have many a masquerades
I do not call spade a spade
Webs of words I create
In many ways I evade!
but for worlds I wouldn't trade
This life I self made

Survival is the name of the game
Tell me who is to blame?
Its nature that taught me to hide
And the world to be Jekyll and Hyde!
And now that I am worldly wise
I get a sobriquet of master of disguise? ! ! !