Mask Poem by Neela Nath Das
Mask
When I needed a healing touch,
I found no one around,
I knew to grow what got was much.
I fought to prove me sound.
But now I am a budding tree,
I have some masks around;
They praise, they smile, they come to see
They raise me to a mound.
I keep false smile, put on a gracious mask,
I know, they know the thing, but they do never ask! !
really touching... u have highlighted the pain with ur magical words
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4/26/2024 7:58:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A good write. I voted with an eight.