Rose Lu ( Bing Hua )

The Masquerade - Poem by Rose Lu ( Bing Hua )

The Masquerade

The Masquerade
At the masquerade
You were the prince
And I the Snow White.

When your soft hand touched my waist
My blue melancholy
Became a plume of smoke
Rising from the dance floor.

When the bell tolled at midnight
you departed with a backward glance,
Leaving me
A mask of love

On the long stairs
A red rose
Waiting to bloom

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about The Masquerade by Rose Lu ( Bing Hua )

  • Silver Star - 4,127 Points Dave Walker (8/25/2013 12:07:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem, fairy tales of life. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 12, 2015

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