When life gets stationary
Like a mossy stone,
When time feels like
A claustrophobic cul-de-sac,
When people pelt stones at you
Like a pack of snarling stray-dogs,
It is felt that we must pretend;
Aye, it's time to pretend,
For, being unmasked, you can't
Survive in the midst of
An unruly mob of
Masked people with
The same visages.
Hence, all must pretend;
It's time to pretend.
Survive in the midst of An unruly mob of Masked people with The same visages. It is time to pretend. A very good poem
A great philosophical poem of the day. Congrats on your featured piece......10++++++++
A great philosophical poem...Really it is a time to pretend... Congratulations on being the member poem of the day...
In the vast mob hiding their countenance behind their masks, being the lone person unmasked! Beyond words, Somali. Great poetry.
Thank you so much for such appreciation and motivation. Stay blessed always.
Yes, it's the only solution dear poetess. Loved this thoughtful write.
When people pelt stones at you Like a pack of snarling stray-dogs, It is felt that we must pretend; Aye, it's time to pretend, Very true in the present in our context of life....... it is strange to see how the masked ones come up in life and the true ones are depressed.. you have pointed out a great truth. thank you for your observation.... try to write more such poems.. thank you. God bless you always. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
CONGRATULATIONS on being chosen as The Member Poem Of The Day. Hooray! BUT I never pretend. I say my honest words. We can talk in a way that we need not insult others, we can tell the truth uin a friendly and loving way, so pretending is not needed. Pretend is for the weak persons who do not tell the truth. We can tell all truths in a smart way that won't offend others. Because to pretend is to gain more stress, from stress one can die