My First Poem - Blog Posts

Masks

You look beautiful in your fancy dress

And your elaborate mask.

You talk to those around you

With such confidence.

Your head held high

As you saunter into the room full of people.

An air of confidence surrounds you.

Diamonds, sapphires and gold

Are all bursting with extravagance

A drink elegantly held in your hand

As you take delicate sips.

But, as soon as the affair is over

All confidence is gone.

The elaborate mask falls

And all is left is the fabricated elegance

And the forced confidence.

The dress now loses its beauty

The diamonds, sapphires and gold

Lose their meaning,

Now nothing more than rocks.

All of this is a well portrayed façade

Brought on with ease for each event.

All of your masks are a little different,

Though they share one similarity;

They are never the same.

The only thing that remains constant,

Is the fact that it is all fake.

And no one knows.

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I wrote this a little while ago, and I honestly don’t really think it is that great but I was urged to share it. Also, when it says “affaire” it means a get together, not what messing around behind your partners back.

— Angel 😇❤️