Masked Poem by Tarakesh Govardhan
Masked
The mask I wear
cold as steel
why is it that
you never heal
the mask I wear
unchanging face
you never reveal
the hole in my ace
the mask I wear
hidden sight
always protecting
from the eternal blight
the mask I wear
who do you see?
whoever it was
it was never meant to be
the mask I wear
veiled truths
shielding me
from unsightly crooks
the mask I wear
nothing is true
but no matter what
I'm indebted to you
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4/26/2024 11:27:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'The mask I wear cold as steel why is it that you never heal' loved these lines, worthy of contemplation, stop consider the answer to this question, implement it and peace is possible