The Mask Poem by Priyanka Deshpande
The Mask
I wear a mask to hide my tears
I wear a mask to cover my fears
My tears roll down
My throat just moaned
I walk to my work
I walk to breathe
Walking to the washroom
Dabbing some makeup
My mask is ready
My eyes are kohled and steady
I dare not to see my eyes
I dare not to question
Back to my desk
Back to my reflex
I slog
I dodge
I pledge
I veg
Walking back to my world again
Walking to make it better again.
A very poignant reflection of one's woes and turmoils which are often kept away from others. Nice poem. My mask is ready I dare not to see my eyes
We all go through this phase. beautifully described emotions Priyanka. Welcome to PH. Keep sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I think it is OK to wear a mask, because not everyone out there deserves to see the real you. As long as we dare to throw it off, when we are alone, and manage to keep seeking inside for the amazing love and kindness planted in our hearts at birth, we will be somehow OK. I like this poem very much. Touching, open and very thought provoking.
Thank you Hans!