Masking
P. K. Mandal
If I put the mask on my face,
You will not see my scars.
Being enticed by my fake face
You will quench your desires.
If I put the mask on my face
You will not find my fears
You will laugh at me for this dress
You did in the past years.
But if I unmask before you
You will not miss my tears.
Your senses will wake up anew
With good eyes and ears.
(April 25,2020)
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