Sima Farshid

Freshman - 707 Points (Tehran)

The Ball - Poem by Sima Farshid

In this big ball
where people all
wear tinted masks,
I’m out of place
for my bare face.

Topic(s) of this poem: honesty

Comments about The Ball by Sima Farshid

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/4/2015 10:44:00 AM)

    Great Metaphor, we all wear mask, mask of son, brother, sister, father, mother, lover etc etc........... (Report) Reply

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  • Michael Walkerjohn (9/20/2015 11:32:00 PM)

    Aloha Sima...

    Welcome... to PH.c 1.a tendency toward or trace of some color: as it refers to tint... in the physical this could be more than alluring... in the philosophical...perhaps as is the case... leaving one out of place... would life be more than it is without tint? The key is then that mask... and that one would choose to exhibit such... a corrupt soul perhaps... some troubling experience in life... some devious purpose... or, merely wickedness... so many questions poised by such few words placed well together... so... lets US all get back to that 'ball'... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two
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  • (9/20/2015 2:46:00 PM)

    Thought provoking, and a fun piece to read (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 20, 2015

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