Roodaba Shah
Beneath veneers
Concealed countenances
We mask existence with lustrous lies.
Hold on to bosom pretensions tight
We fake smiles ‘n cover blues with sheer
We dab ‘n blend pallid ego with blush pink
We fix imperfections, morph realities–
Put on false lashes
Silhouette edges
Make eyes look big
To accommodate copious dreams
Compromise truth for specious guile.
In a tunnel close, forever
We settle with restricted vision.
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Charlatan mind concocts
Chimera of verities
To fit into the narratives,
And part of the guild.
As truth a vestige, worthless,
Unpalatable, unsalable reality.
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Whitewashed dark; pale illumination.
Into the mire of lies, slumped
There’s no escape,
With choked conscience, life exists.
How often we do this… Trying to camouflage things…
@JayaPillai thank you for reading
True! A lot in life stays concealed.
Beautiful, Roodaba 💚💚
thank you for reading Nikita
thank you, Pooja 💚
Very true… Beautiful…
Masked existence,so true
Thank you 💚
A common practice, beautiful.
So true. Beautifully expressed.
I love the way you express your thoughts in each and every poem. This one is also no exception.The idea of how you get outwitted in life as you are caught in the vicious cycle of your own lies is beautifully expressed.
Loved it
We all are hiding underneath a mask indeed ! Well narrated
Thank you, everyone, for reading and appreciation. I’m humbled by your generosity 💚
The truth of masked lies is so evocatively expressed. Fabulous.