Make Believe © Poem by Roann Mendriq

Make Believe ©



Is life but a fickle stage,
a stage for Make Believe?
Where applause is a trophy,
Where a prize is to deceive.

Is every gesture hidden?
Is every nuance veiled?
Is truth of any consequence,
Then, this life has failed.

Thursday, April 11, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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