Mask! Hide your face, forever with a silk veil,
Cover your eyes, your mouth, your ears, turn tail,
Do not hear the whispers, most sincerely,
Reflections of beautify fully forgotten, wasted with age,
Hide behind a mask, disguised, hide away,
Never again seek the light of dawn, Alackaday,
Keep an open path ahead, beauty dies, it is dead,
Lay to rest six feet down, so take up a mask, take a bow.
Great use of the phrase "Alackaday".
I'm not sure, but i think the message of this is that we're wasting our lives pretending to be what we're not, i.e. the metaphorical masks we wear. Or maybe the narrator is reflecting on how our society seeks beauty, consumes beauty, kills beauty etc. and saying that it's only skin deep and then you die?
Hmm. Interesting. The pace of this was quite exciting to read, e.g:
"Keep an open path ahead, beauty dies, it is dead".
It feels like a warning to humanity.
Or maybe it's aimed at a specific person?
Hmmm [again].
I think at some point in our lives we all wear a mask... 1st couple of dates with a person, job interviews, when we are civil around people we don't care for... This is very insightful and terrificly written!
to me, your poem means hiding who we really are with "fakeness". i don't feel as it's aimed at only the "pretty" people, the ones who go out of their way to conform to society but also the ones who wish they could conform as well. it feels like it is directed at all the pretenders. i love it! it's awesome!
Yea, i do agree with Boylan, too. I also beleive that it tells us we are trying too hard to be good-looking, and we always go way overboard like plastic surgery or botox, or implants, and it totally distorts the beautiful that's already present. If I had a girlfriend, I'd like her to be o'natural hehe. Yep, natural is so much better hehe. As for my own physique, eh' well, a little liposuction wouldnt hurt hahahahahahahhaa lol. Great job with this!
Great use of the phrase "Alackaday".
I'm not sure, but i think the message of this is that we're wasting our lives pretending to be what we're not, i.e. the metaphorical masks we wear. Or maybe the narrator is reflecting on how our society seeks beauty, consumes beauty, kills beauty etc. and saying that it's only skin deep and then you die?
Hmm. Interesting. The pace of this was quite exciting to read, e.g:
"Keep an open path ahead, beauty dies, it is dead".
It feels like a warning to humanity.
Or maybe it's aimed at a specific person?
Hmmm [again].
Dreams are not made to be broken, but are created in the heart to write destiny!
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