I beg for you to try and see, the face behind the mask on me, It’s dark and eyeless, looking cold, But on my face, is proud and bold, Deserted of feeling, unable to read, The desire of ambition, harmony or greed, Where you to take this mask of mine, And place it on an empty shrine, The face behind would depreciate, But the mask lives on, to re-create.#MASK #FACE #FEAR #BEHIND #writerscommunity #poet #writers #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #authorcommunity #instawriter #instapoet #storytelling #poets #innervoice #innerpeace #selflove #blackandwhite #blackandwhitephotographylet Click To Tweet
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My mask’s too tight!
Dare I loosen it a might?
It’s a task
To wear a mask!
I love your poem!
and I love yours lol xx thanks Mary x
In my corner of the world, we are now required to wear face masks to control the spread of COVID-19. I have become faceless, unable to share a simple smile with a passerby.
hahha not quite that bad here yet sweet, thanks for visiting.
Good post William. We all wear masks and only let a few people see the real us. Stay well. Allan
indeed friend, its nice when you see the person behind it lol, stay safe mate.