The Mask

The Mask

A Poem by Busola S. Kolade
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Longing for what is underneath

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I caught a glimpse of those eyes
As I said goodbye
They were dark blue
With a hint of hue
There was no face
Just a mask covered in lace
What a beauty they are
Like gem they are.

To one, goodbye I said
To another my mind lead
Gone to the shadows of the room
Where the walls are covered in broom
I followed
I followed
The mask lead me
Welcome again, they said to me
A face without the mask, I long to see
But all there was, a reminder of the sea
I followed
I followed

Moving, turning
From corner to corner
Till the mask stopped
So sudden, my heart dropped
Then the mask said to me
Why do you pursue me?
The pleasure of satisfaction, I long for
A beauty to treasure, like never before

I saw a sparkle
Eyes a shining marble
Hands trembling
Feet shuffling
As I drew nearer
That I may see clearer
The face covered in a mask of lace

Take off the mask I must
To see a face I long for, I trust
Ahead lay my task
To set free a face
Trapped in the mask
A mask covered in lace.

© 2016 Busola S. Kolade


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Added on December 19, 2016
Last Updated on December 19, 2016

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Busola S. Kolade
Busola S. Kolade

Ikeja, Lagos, Nigeria



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