Charade in Review
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The masks we wear, to us are given,
assigned to us before our cue.
The choice is ours to reveal or hide-
A grand charade with many a clue.
Would you be this or be you that;
Is it surfaced or is it hidden?
Not all secrets are lies or deceit,
Our view of others we must widen.
The genuine heart will itself reveal
Its spots or stripes are where they're at.
The lot of what we think we see,
provide but circumstantial caveat.
We often discard what eyes can't see;
Too often distrust what hearts conceal.
The masquerade of life continues,
Its colours and shapes our truths congeal.
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poem by Frederick Kesner
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The One Clearly Who Has Arrived
One's attempt to reveal honesty and truth,
Is like accepting the invitation...
To attend a masquerade party,
And without costume...
No one has a clue as to who one is!
Since everyone has been accustomed to charade.
And not to do it...
Isolates and degrades,
The one clearly who has arrived...
And to everyone's surprise is unknown
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reveal Yourself
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself.
Life on earth is so bizarre,
We must find a way to fulfill,
What we really are,
Yes its true,
I love you,
And theres nothing you do thats wrong,
Find values of your own.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
On the living room floor,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Till there isnt anymore.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
For there are places even you dont know.
Reveal yourself,
For life is nothing but a movie show,
Or free yourself,
Your heart,
Your mind,
Your soul,
Your sanity,
Just got to see it,
Smell it,
Know that its reality.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Doesnt matter anymore,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Till there isnt anymore.
There are no rules where life is concerned,
Our past must be burned,
For theres nothing we have learned,
And its true,
I believe that we must all be free,
Immortal you and me.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
On the living room floor,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Till there isnt anymore,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
And maybe youll go down in history.
Oh, how much longer must your life remain a mystery,
It doesnt matter if youre thick and fat or thin and long,
You must find out exactly where it is that you belong.
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Doesnt matter anymore,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
On the living room floor,
Reveal yourself,
For there are places even you dont know,
Reveal yourself,
For life is nothing but a movie show,
Reveal yourself,
Your heart,
Your mind,
Your soul,
Your sanity,
Just got to see it,
Smell it,
Know thats its reality,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
Reveal yourself,
It doesnt matter if the world thinks youre right or wrong,
Reveal yourself.
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Secrets In My Mind
Many secrets have lurked in my mind
For years I have told no one around me
Into my mind a door where they hide
And a lock on it that won't let anyone in
The only one to pass through is myself
I have the key to open the lock to my secrets
No one will ever hear the secrets that I hide
There is one thing that I will reveal
I will say that I never have revealed my true self
My real identity lies within myself
Afraid to come out and take over me
Letting everyone see who I really am in life
poem by Sarah Bruun
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My Cupboard
Behind the Welsh Dresser,
fine china,
dinner plates
and an old vase
is a cupboard.
It is a place I store
dark secrets,
shame,
hidden love
and
old memories.
Its walls are shelved
where books
turn towards me
so as to hide their titles.
My jewels
are housed in
cardboard boxes
so as to hide
their worth.
and old photo's,
in black and white
hold my
memories
The cupboard door
is white
and the door
has panels.
You can see the
grain of the wood
through the paint
and even though
I paint it
every year,
the grain
shows through.
I've tried to reveal,
to show
and tell
my secrets,
those unmasked
truths
but somehow
I never can.
I will have to
keep the key
and even when I die
my secrets,
they will die with me.
Here is my cupboard,
my life,
my memories.
Only go there
if you dare
for the truth
will pierce your heart,
challenge your beliefs
change you
rearrange you
and
your ideas
of me.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Then
Sometimes the hidden secrets, just come out
How they come out is never known.
The ones who are closer to us, reveal our feelings
Ones which we never want to reveal, also get exposed
Nothing remains hidden as our feelings, do get revealed in some way
The things we want to hold within us, also do find an outlet
Even though we never want to let the feelings be known
Then so many emotions get disjointed
Trusting becomes impossible to do
Unworkable, is what everything becomes
Then, what to do?
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Opened Eyes Reveal
Opened eyes see clearly to reveal,
All there is for one to know.
Words whispered in ears,
Are only spoken to cloud the vision
Of a truth that appears.
To convince what is seen
Is an illusion.
And fear,
Is often impeccably dressed.
Either to charade or masquerade.
Or
Perhaps both.
In a flawless presentation.
As if to address one's interpretation of perfection.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How happily you do the acting!
You are happy in this world
How happily you do the acting!
Happiness is a big fling!
How hard you try to conceal!
The real truth, your eyes reveal.
How hard you try to conceal!
How hard you try to do the acting!
No one loves any one
We love ourselves the most and crave for it
Rest is for the lust and for the benefit.
How hard you try to conceal the beast
No matter how, you are, small or big!
This is a real lip service
No one loves progress and peace.
How deep is the colour of your face- paint!
How hard you try to become a saint!
Whatever camouflage you adopt to conceal
The real intention, the acts of you reveal.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Behind the Mask...
Don't be fooled by the mask that I wear,
Throughout my journey I wear many masks,
Masks I am afraid to live whithout,
I reveal only what I'm comfortable with,
Whilst hiding the naked heart of me,
Yet all of these masks have become me,
Pretense an art form I know so well,
Don't be fooled by my boldness,
Look past the surface to the emotions within,
To the soul that cries in silent pain,
A boundless well of passion waiting to be tapped,
Loves flame waiting to devour the gentle breath of reason,
All this I hold for you... Behind the mask...
Spread the love... The peace will follolw...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Truth Are Lies.. Lies Are Truth..
speak your truth from your quivering lips
but also your lies comes through them..
your half lies are also your half truths
yet your half truths are also your half lies
what shall you talk about them if your thruth are your lies
and your lieas are your truths
then this world would be filled of noise
being lies and being the truth
until all of us will be lost
what to believe and follow
will it be the half lies
or the half truths?
which one is to choice
the truth is yours but also are the lies..
so let us all live with he truths and the lies
within our hearts within our minds
till we are lost in a maze of half lies and half truths
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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The Jesus Lizard
Button your lip and don’t let the veil slip
Take a restoring sip on the cool virgin draft
If they try to reveal your hush-hush disguise
And unnamed black op spies
You can hide hide hide
Behind cloaked lizard eyes
You put on your false face and mislead the world under shroud
Fixing your grin as you venomously speak to the crowd
Hissing a laugh side by side with the lies
With the men who are endowed
You hide hide hide
Behind delicate eyes
We believed in their pledges of civil rights, welfare and a fair retirement age
Now we’re lost in a haze of half-truths and a meager wage
Our best wine has gone dry and absolute rule is nigh
The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high
And you hide hide hide
Behind mild, holy eyes
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Your Wonderful Parade
Your wonderful parade
Moving thru the towns that rise and then they fade
Over streets that pass the houses where you've stayed
Your wonderful parade
Your daily masquerade
Paper masks behind this face that you have made
Crumble down upon foundation that you've laid
Your daily masquerade
(*) stand in line try to climb
Meet your wife at cocktail time
Surely you should try and choose a better way to fall
Your marvelous charade
Never could be worth the prices that you've paid
Blindness is a part of every game you've played
Your marvelous charade
Repeat (*)
Your daily masquerade
Your wonderful parade
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Hard To Reveal
Ryan
You see in my eyes a reflection
That I wanna give you affection
My eyes don't lie
They show you my deepest emotion
When we make love in slow motion
My eyes don't lie
All the things you see are previews of you and me
My eyes don't lie a thing
My eyes don't lie a thing
All the things I see are secrets you share with me
My eyes don't hide a thing
My eyes don't hide a thing
Chorus
It's hard to reveal
There's something about you
We're two halves of a whole
You're my heart - You're my soul
x2
No need to search for devotion
My body will give you the notion
My eyes don't lie
Swept by the deepest temptation
I'll show you my imagination
My eyes don't lie
All the things you see are previews of you and me
My eyes don't lie a thing
My eyes don't lie a thing
All the things you see are secrets you share with me
My eyes don't hide a thing
Your eyes don't hide a thing
Chorus x2
song performed by by Kate Ryan
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Posers and a Poseur
Posers and a poseur
The “ Princess” came from peasant stock
Which some would find to be a shock.
Her title was a fantasy
which was accepted readily.
By those who fawn on Royalty
The cream of high society,
who swallowed her flamboyant lies.
The may be rich but they’re not wise.
Her bold charade she could achieve
because they wanted to believe
They could hobnob with Royalty.
Just fools behaving foolishly
The took her as their protégée.
Which suited her admirably,
she took society by storm.
A rebel who would not conform.
I won’t reveal the lady’s name.
She is a winner in life’s game.
Her secrets known to just a few
They will not tell, they dare not do.
It would reveal stupidity
they do not want the world to see.
Which goes to show that you can do
almost anything you dare to.
The “Princess “wins the posers lose
and all because they do not choose.
To let the world know honestly
that they were fooled so easily.
3-Oct-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Lies have become the truth!
Not easy to cheat someone,
When we try to hide the fun of an offense,
We have to be careful and alert always,
Our actions should be monitored and concealed,
From the scrutinizing eyes of the loved ones,
Or the friends or the authorities,
The same lies have to be remembered,
Must memorize the lies to repeat,
At no point can afford to make a mistake,
What a frightful and tiring life it is,
When we try to cheat and lie, wearing the masks,
Eyes can't be met. as Something pricks,
Words are hard to come, as our tongue twists,
Hearts start to race fast, sometimes sweat,
Lying is not an easy task, when the burden felt,
life of lies worth or not, it seems to benefit,
those who have the desire to taste the fruits,
acquire and keep those as heavenly secrets,
deep in the silence and rot as not refrigerated,
life of lies is not easy to live, must act,
immaculate to the eyes of those suspicious,
once secured the trust and confidence of the innocents,
life of lies is great and lies will become the 'truth'.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Truths and lies
When truths reveal and prevail
Many heads will roll down,
Including the revealers.
The buried truths outnumber
The established lies.
16.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Backyard
He was digging deep into my back yard pages
using questions for a spade;
the over-turned soil started to pile high
deep dead flowers unearthed there
and who, and what phrases came from him in clumps
of queries
and gripped I was with how much
I can, could or should reveal.
'Was he your boyfriend.? How long were you two together? '
These kinds of soft queries come with hidden barbs and sharp edges
if the answers lead on to more spade queries and deeper digging into my
backyard history.
Each clunk! into that deep soil just might dig up memories long buried there with no time for censorship to dust off the dirt and clean them up and evaluate what he had found there.
I was not trying to hide but I was frozen by not being able to see in advance what lay there before I was presented with it and hesitant, had to instantly think about what to own and what to conceal.
How many backyard artifacts should each of us reveal to New Love who has no context to understand and thereby forces you to own or conceal.
I took each shovelful he presented me and simply smiled mysteriously saying 'Your questions bring up so many memories and I can't decide right now which to reveal and which to leave unsaid until I know how you deal with backyard memories; and that might take time, lots of time, for me to see, or guess why and what, you think this ecavation means.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Don't invite me to secret chambers of your heart..!
my friend!
reveal not your secrets to me!
not on ankles
but on tongue
i wear my anklets!
wherever i go
it jingles out
all your secrets!
wherefore, friend!
bolt and lock
heart's holy chambers!
i am an autumn tree!
my lips' smallest tremor
sheds in thousands
secrets inflammable!
wherefore, friend,
invite me never
to secret chambers
of your heart!
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Just Maybe
Just maybe… If we could cat-scan our souls,
We could reveal the things our hearts conceal.
Perhaps we could identify the hole
That spills the emotions we ought to feel.
If we could X-ray the words that we say,
I wonder what language we'd come to know.
If placed upon our panoptic display,
Would the symbolic meanings come to show?
Would we detect the tiny infarctions
That distinguish the selves we've lost and found?
What truths lie in our spirit's construction,
And will we see them in the ultrasound?
If so, do we even deserve to see?
Our only answer is a ‘just maybe.'
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Our lies reveal as much about us as our truths.
quote by J.M. Coetzee
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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The Foggy, Foggy Blue
When I was a young man, I loved to write poems
And I called a spade a spade
And the only only thing that made me sing
Was to lift the masks at the masquerade.
I took them off my own face,
I took them off others too
And the only only wrong in all my song
Was the view that I knew what was true.
Now I am older and tireder too
And the tasks with the masks are quite trying.
I’d gladly gladly stop if I only only knew
A better way to keep from lying,
And not get nervous and blue
When I said something quite untrue:
I looked all around and all over
To find something else to do:
I tried to be less romantic
I tried to be less starry-eyed too:
But I only got mixed up and frantic
Forgetting what was false and what was true.
But tonight I am going to the masked ball,
Because it has occurred to me
That the masks are more true than the faces:
—Perhaps this too is poetry?
I no longer yearn to be naïve and stern
And masked balls fascinate me:
Now that I know that most falsehoods are true
Perhaps I can join the charade?
This is, at any rate, my new and true view:
Let live and believe, I say.
The only only thing is to believe in everything:
It’s more fun and safer that way!
poem by Delmore Schwartz
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