I often came across a face,
which wore a masquerade circadian
bright flashy,sometimes grey
when eyes flashed as pretense.
while it stepped out
dodging the world
The ruse, it played
became deceptive aid.
Changing masks, a regular charade
simulation of hidden guile
What a guise,
the face plates?
Façade of false expressions
Pose of honest imitation
Sly,deceit the masquerade’s colour,
Which hath you put today
O! clown of disguise
What’s your colour?
will you ever see your real image
your real reflection?or will the masquerade be your shroud forever?
6 thoughts on “The masquerade”
a very artistic depiction…beautiful
Thank you very much Sonya.
A solid most projection with a self speaking picture used for the purpose. Nice indeed.
Thanks a lot Sir.
Masquerade so close to life depicted in the power of ur words. A call to be real:)
Thank you so much Vishal. The masquerade such is a part of real life.