Illusion Mask

Light peers curiously
          through the decadence
                of    the     mask
failing now
          revealing the fragility
                of    my    skin

Exposed to toxins
           swarming boils disperse
                      damaging
           her pure essence
                   of the schism


Forbidden corridors
           trespassers unnoticed
wallows    of    the    past
           behind the doors
unlocked secrets
          brought forth destruction
unleashing unworldly creatures
          to plague my world

Miscreants on the prowl
         bloodthirsty vampires
               demonic forces

from h e l l

toying with the defenseless
          mocking    the    weak
vigorously feeding
          on the hopeless
gnawing on my flesh

Transparent barriers
         abort    in    vain
was in grave purpose,
              to veil
unspoken thoughts
        shameful deeds
improbable to undo
     we    conduct    ourselves

Constructing these faces
       illusions humanity
lingers in those abodes
       molding    in    time
the pendulum cries
       with melodic notes
to warn of the seed
       implanted in the soil
spawn reluctantly birthed
      beneath the preciousness
of    our    masks

Loosing identity
        searching fearfully
in desperation
        a beseeching cry
for the return
of    this    evaporation
         converting
into a silver mist

s l i t h e r i n g

         snakes
between my fingers

Reflections of deception
      emerald orbs seek
beneath the surface
    distortion    of    corruption
bewitched upon mirrors
    entrusting the glass
rumors stated
     it would not deceive me

Quest for the lost
       a task laid out
meant only for one
       to complete
this difficult task
      ongoing obstacles
must be defeated
       various tests
given to us

Dependence on guidance
        prevents from cede
others cannot provide
        your decisions
only conduct alternatives
responsible for one’s actions

our judgment

is held abruptly
in the end.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Troy Henson]

toying with the defenseless
mocking the weak
vigorously feeding
on the hopeless
gnawing on my flesh

I loved this part...seems to relate to me a fair bit. The constant torment of frustuaration driven by the ever foolish ones who who mock but clearly have no understanding.....the damage they do is invisible to them but for us i is not.

A raw and emotional piece. Loved it.
Regards

Troy

[Vria P Crow]

Thank you kindly, Troy! I am currently still feeling this way. Identity crises, I am having.

Your was probably one of the most insightful Reviews I have acquired!

[Troy Henson]

Pleasure is all mine :)

[Vria P Crow]

I am still working on getting to your Read Requests. :) I approach each poem with greatest care!

[Troy Henson]

At your own time R

[Vria P Crow]

Thank you so much! The people on here are beginning to drive me nuts with their paranoia! And if I don't get back to in by the third moon rises, just send me a friendly comment or message :)

[None]

Perfectly written on man's folly of identity which is quite an abstract struggle (as you have written) and it also portrays why man simply choose to believe his Ego-role to be his entire entity - because to take of the mask is to demarcate all boarders between the illusion and the fabric of reality.

[Vria P Crow]

Thank you for reading much of my old work. It brings me back to ideas and values I still have or have changed. Your insights on this one is probably my favorite since you have grasped the idea. I appreciate it immensely.

[closed]

the emotion invoked here is subtle, though you can practically feel it
I too have a fascination with masks and like to use it in my work
another good write^

-Dream

[Vria P Crow]

Thank you kindly, Dream!

I'm practically obsessed with masks. I'm looking forward to a photographer capture me correctly on the camera. So far, only my friend has. As a model, it is difficult finding the right ones.

[quinfinn]

your writing is very familiar to me.....this is exquisite.

[Vria P Crow]

:) Thank you! This is odd but I tend to get that alot.

[quinfinn]

well, you must be very disturbed by that, n'est pas?

[Vria P Crow]

haha Not at all. I am flattered.

[wunder]

~Dark & Frustrating...I love every bit of this-it's almost as if you begin
from our hidden birth to the present-and the last verse is enticing~
~I Love This!!!~ :)

[Vria P Crow]

haha Why thank you ;) David Bowe is always a sensual creature! The poem itself is dark though. A wise man once said, "Draw your own conclusions." I'm happy it was frustrating. The young 18 year old in me had some wisdom!

[wunder]

~indeed-yes~wisdom is always your own perception~
~no worries-i love frustration-it seems to be my life's theme~ :))

[Vria P Crow]

haha Us writer's love frustration! It makes us think :)

[wunder]

~yeah-the trouble is there's nothing worse than thinking~ :))

[Vria P Crow]

HAHA But it sharpens the mind, and appeals to the ladies!

[wunder]

~HaHa-it may sharpen the mind-but i'm not sure about the ladies???~

[Vria P Crow]

haha Sharpening the mind is what counts!

[wunder]

~sharpening - hum - yes okay - that's important - he says as he watches Family Guy~ :D

[Vria P Crow]

haha Family Guy works though too! It makes me feel smarter!

[wunder]

~no doubt-i feel less of an idiot already~

[Vria P Crow]

LMAO HAHA Same here. Family Guy is so intelligent though!

[wunder]

~lol~Yes!!! I love the Family Guy Star Wars the most!!!~ :))

[sounds of shadows]

My thought -
... a long twisting passageway behind the facade, many rooms with many tokens of memory, and just as many misdirects. We readers aren't so much asked, but summoned ... and we go.

Nicely done.

[Vria P Crow]

I like this thought! Keep in mind this poem was written in my adolescence! haha So I was much more into metaphors back in the day. Red herrings are my specialty! Muahaha! ;) haha Thank you for your insight and compliments! Also, you cannot go wrong with Labyrinth!

[sounds of shadows]

I hear you - I was looking through some of my oldest writings over the long weekend, and I was MUCH more metaphorical and metaphysical than I am now. Maybe I should post more varied writings here, but I like this being my own little erotic nook - for the time being, anyway.

[Vria P Crow]

I would suggest posting some of your old work to give your profile more diversity :) Frankly, I enjoy Erotica as a nook, but I can only read so much of it. haha It is sort of like a never ending orgasm if you read too much of one thing :P Metaphorical and metaphysical is advanced in my opinion because of its abstract qualities.

[sounds of shadows]

I do have a lot of contemporary non-erotica that Is ‘between homes’ at the moment. Actually most of what I'm writing these days is non-erotic ... well, maybe what I should say is 'not primarily erotic.' Yeah, that's better, not that it drives all thoughts of sex from one’s mind. I probably should post at least some excerpts and shorter pieces here.

[Vria P Crow]

Ah, I see! My apologies! I commonly go on your profile to read something steamy. Shorter pieces tend to get the most reviews so I have condensed it now as a challenge. Photography works like a charm as well when poetry does not have its full impact. However, I would suggest still posting whatever makes you tick whether it is short, medium, or long :)

[sounds of shadows]

All good advice - thanks!

[Vria P Crow]

You're welcome :)

[VasukiNagaraj]

"Remember your task
if you ask for a mask
it may not last."
-- Victor Moscoso

[Vria P Crow]

Thank you kindly, Vasuki!

That was a wonderful quote that matches well with my poem.read moreThank you kindly, Vasuki!

That was a wonderful quote that matches well with my poem.

Hopefully, you will like the addition to Porcelain Black, "Fakes" musical genius ;)

[Lady Ra]

Wow! This was done during your adolescence. You are truly gifted. Wonderful form on the page. Lovvvved the slithering line done in a bit of red - slit"her"ing. Genius. Also loved the emphasis on illusions, identity, and "from h e l l" line. So impressed. Its so refreshing reading brilliant work. Very inspiring Ms. Benthil.

By the way how on earth were you able to do that amazing formatting? I've not been able to figure it out on Writers Cafe. I keep getting an error 001 message.

Humbly,

Lady Ra

[Vria P Crow]

Wow, thank you so much for your kind compliments! I appreciate it. Honestly, my work was better as an adolescent.

I am so happy that I could be inspiring! We inspire each other:D

haha Hmmm...I do it manually, and sometimes I use the center tab. Sometimes WritersCafe gets Error messages. At that point, I would suggest refreshing the page. Hope that helps! That is odd that you get a 001 message :(

Thank you again!

Ms. Benthil