World Of The Disguised Poem by V P Mahur

The world is a large saloon
And we all
Are the makeup artistes
Expert in disguising ourselves
In different masks

We disguise ourselves
In the server of humanity
Even without knowing
How to perform this activity
Doing inhuman acts all the time

We disguise ourselves
In an honest creature
Without being honest
Making attempts to cheat others
And anyhow fulfilling our pest

We disguise ourselves
In a loving and caring one
Showing false formalities
Of love and affection
Milking all the opportunities

We disguise ourselves
In a care taker of society
Giving wounds of hatred
To destroy the grace of unity
With our thoughts so shattered