25 January, 2022, around dawn
Masquerade
Darling
to the dauntless,
How
are you so flawless?
Born…without an err?
Elegant with that glimmer,
River full of shimmers
Such wondrous fate to bear!
What elegance;
What grace!
A masquerade, hard to be erased?
For beneath that surface
Rests those nightmares, unshared! Those blemishes; all too painful to bear
Fret not, however;
As you see, dear one
Like trees in the forests,
Like hairs on thy head,
There are others like you
Like us.
~ End ~
Writers's note: Poems don’t really have to rhyme that much, but it’s just my style. The aural resonance just gives a sort of charm and interesting-ness to it. That’s my view at least. ^
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Comments (4)
This made me think of princess Diana for some reason. I think we're all masquerading to a certain extent in the many roles we have fulfill in life x Enjoyed this very much and the message resonates so well,
Hopeful!
This is a fantastic poem!
Forgot to add the spacings to this one, comment if I should release the actual variant!