A Masquerade Poem by Bindu Borle

Innumerable faces with a character of their own,
Emphasizing the meaning of life.
Like the puppet and the strings, suggesting relationship
Between the creator and the created,
The mortal human being.
The good, bad and the evil human being.
The time defined soul on the earth.
Masquerading to hide the true self, the vulnerable inside.
Concealing the naked truth to avoid self identification
Life goes on a like a film on the projector
Each clip moves faster and faster.
The unfamiliar images leads to confusion.
The curtain falls.
Epilogue
People change sooner then the images.
An act of pretense,
Disguised participants move on life’s stage carrying their own cross.
No one knows what will happen next.
False images with unsure moves.

Copyright © 2006, Bindu Borle