Faceless Crowd Poem by Rajesh Gurung

Winding through a faceless crowd
I meet nameless faces
I have no doubt
There are traces

Of Divinity on faces ugly
Beasts masked
behind faces lovely
of memories past

on a face worn down,
remnants of tomorrow
still lingering on
amidst all the sorrow

It’s the mask I see
In the mirror
It hides from me
My self, the core

I must face my demons
I must delve
Within if it must take eons
to discover my true self