Me: A Mask Worn Man Poem by dipak adhya

To grin and to lie
To cheat and to make fool
To shade the real and to show the other
A mask is worn on my face
That you never see
That you never feel
But in the deep down of my heart
I feel it -I see it.

Never I want to be second fiddle
Never I want to be trifle
Why should I show you
My shortcomings
Why should Itell you
I'm wretched?

I smile, I grin
Only the God knows
What type of smile it is
Why such a grinning?

Certainly He sees a bloody heart
Which craves to be pure and sublime
But in my eyes there in me
A mask worn man does arise.