Wearing the mask
I feel comfortable
I easily hide my guile
And often you overlook my Mocking smile
Wearing themask
Easily I can embrace the lies
My cheek and shade of eyes
Don't be judged by your light
I try to be a gainer
In this pandemic time
Fie! The fear of death is thought by
Only the cowardice
And I turn my face from You
As if You are a blind
And never utter a word of You
My conscience feels
The gravest guilty...
Do you like to see like to see rose as full blown or closed by green petals as in bud. At times mask helps to fathom miles but there is nothing as good as a true face. Every one knows the true face so no fear, but freedom.
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I would like to translate this poem
Mask the leader of lie! Wearing mask none can touch sky but Mask shouting- No Die If with you all I.....