
10-22-2009, 06:33 PM
Masks
There are small masks, tall masks, sad masks, and happy masks;
Masks to hide our face and masks to hide our taste;
There are masks of all kinds;
What kind of masks can you find?
Do you wear a mask to hide who you are inside or is it a mask to show what you pride;
Do you let your true feelings show or do obscure what your soul holds;
Is there a monster lurking beneath that sheep’s wool or a hero hiding behind a fool?
There are bright masks, dark masks, scary masks, and calming masks;
Masks to hide our choices and masks to hide our fate;
Do you choose what masks you wear and can you see past the masks that appear?
I wear a mask and so do you, but what is it that you’re keeping hidden or for show.
Is it really that important to know?
I wrote this for English and was wondering what you all might think about it?
Feel free to critique my poem, the more I receive the better a poet I may yet become.
Last edited by Bandit of Love; 10-30-2009 at 06:10 PM..
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