Life Vs Mask Poem by Sweta Leena Panda

Can anyone define the life?
Can anyone differentiate between mask & life?
Can anyone tell me what is actually life is
Or
Can anyone tell me what is actually mask is
Is both are same
Yeah, I believe both are same
Within the mask we hide ourselves & play wisely
Within the life we have to play much dangerous game wisely
Sometimes we win & sometimes we fail
But we want to rise again & again
Now the world is very complicated
Everyone wear a mask to hide their actually personality
Sometimes I believe
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it’s time to move to another.
Mask is also like an old house
When you success in your one work
You change your mask according to it
sometimes I believe
Life is just a place where your soul lives while it’s on earth.
When your soul gets tired of living on earth it finds a new home.
Like that mask plays a great role in our life
life itself a dangerous game
But wearing masks & plays a dangerous game
Is a challenging game
Most of us in this world love to wear mask
So what’s the reason why they follow this path?
This is the question what I always ask
Getting success is the only reason
Or something other reason behind this mask
Every time I ask this question to myself
I can define the life now
But I fail to understand why people wear the mask
I judge many people
Finally I reach to get some answers
Life is a painful path
It suffers in silence yet demands to be heard
it will never survive without its bevy of words
as an infant we adult have also some desire
That makes us crazy to fulfill
According to time we all grow up
After grown up we all mask to hide ourselves
Even if I am saying
Yes, I am! I am! I said aloud
sometimes I also hide myself within the mask
so that no one can recognize me what I am
I know what I am doing
worthy am I! It heartily vowed
we are the thief of our hearts, it sought our souls
and refused to acknowledge the unspeakable words
it hide our pain our faults and our woes
Life changes like the life cycle of human
the changed lies to belief and that belief to admiration
it became its own form, so celebrate yourself
You are not wrong
See yourself nothing & no one is better than you
Admire yourself & love yourself
These are few, who could actually see
Even if we wear the mask
Sometimes we fail to win the battle
So why this is happening
May be our rival is more smarter than us
still within the defeat we should never forget to cheer ourselves
Tear may be false, may be it can puzzle your mind
But what is inside your mask can’t be false
every time a victim take birth, its path, though not clear
we use mask for ourselves, I feel it’s badly needed for all
the mask took form, and revealed a child
the innocence of eyes that appeared softly wild
no sign of his pride, no sign of the vile
how dare the 'truths' accuse him of guile
all people are devil
But if you wants to live
Then you have to wear a mask to hide something
Life is like a steel
the steel hot & cooled after sometimes
Like that in journey sometimes you face all difficulties alone
life is also like an envelope which secretly keep our pain & pleasure
Sometimes I feel wearing mask is really good for us
As here we lose the truth
I can’t choose what to do
All are wearing the mask
So why I can’t do
Sometimes I feel wearing is mask is good for all
However, there is a fear with in my heart
Which tell me not to wear the mask?
That fear is for die
I fear if I’ll die before my actual death
Then no one can see my actual face
So I promise to myself not to wear the mask ever
So this is the differentiation between mask & life
Hope you all get it