Why blame the masks
arche revolving phases
of a laughter or of a cry
arche living faces
life ful though doomed to die
arche fetish turning
its empty holes into our eyes
the sight of self to fulfill
better try healing what you cannot kill
what's lightless in us or ill
why blame the masks
it's not them
it's us
us in slums of fear of us
us in rage against us
us in shields from us
us in the dark caves of us
or even us with the light masks of us
it's me and you
never really knowing
who is protecting what or who
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Where Have Gone Those Masks?
Where have they gone?
All those masks of the past!
Many masks hiding faces of the ones clever.
One was of love pure,
Another was of friendship innocent
And another was of care entwining.
Those masks had a power
That mesmerised the weak minds for some time.
Where are those masks?
No one sells them as the marketeers
Don`t have much to fill the wallet
From these little transparent masks now.
Masked faces have faded out from amidst us all
And there walk many without faces at all!
The poet himself has none.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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The Girl's A Pearl
a living one spat out of from the dead sea
typographical arche visual visionary
inperience
a cat walk designs might shatter her
crying
if you're a body be out flesh
even though
macabre we dance
anorectic bones rattle to dust
words spoken upon your grave
an earth tagged name thou art
a girl's a pearl to learn
spirits sealed never talk to their skulls
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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What is fear?
Fear is stormy weather
Fear is light as a feather
Fear is rain
Fear is pain
Fear is hiding in the dark
Fear is lingering at the park
Fear is not your friend
Fear is hard to comprehend
Fear is not knowing what to do
Fear is what ever he wants to
Fear is turning out the lights
Fear is having no sight
Fear is going to give you a thrill
Fear is also going to make you kill
Fear is never fun
Fear is going to make you run
Fear is that scary little voice
Fear is going to give you no other choice
Fear is losing someone
Fear is like a loaded gun
Fear is something you can't control
Fear is something you can't unfold
Fear is the opposite of love
Fear is what we're made of
Fear is not going to please
Fear is always me...
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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Fear is...
Fear is stormy weather
Fear is light as a feather
Fear is rain
Fear is pain
Fear is hiding in the dark
Fear is lingering at the park
Fear is not your friend
Fear is hard to comprehend
Fear is not knowing what to do
Fear is what ever he wants to
Fear is turning out the lights
Fear is having no sight
Fear is going to give you a thrill
Fear is also going to make you kill
Fear is never fun
Fear is going to make you run
Fear is that scary little voice
Fear is going to give you no other choice
Fear is losing someone
Fear is like a loaded gun
Fear is something you can't control
Fear is something you can't unfold
Fear is the opposite of love
Fear is what we're made of
Fear is not going to plea
Fear is always me...
poem by Nolan Holland
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Undress me! ! ! ! !
Living under a cover
Hiding me.....
Undress my emotions
I want to break free
The inside clown
Long left the stage
Under his mask
A human disguised
Friend, foe or love
This human decides
Changes identity
Changes faces
Amidst the crowd
Masks to change
How do i select? ? ?
When i've lost the clown......
Humans are not unique
Indeed not
Carrying their masks along
Identical and fake
My lost identity
Glued with masks
Shed me off this burden
Undress me
Undress me............
poem by Royston Serrao
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Teen Remembrances(one I did 4 a class)
Teen remembrances are a drag
When you're living within too many masks
Covering up what everyone wants you to cover up
You always remember living
Three different lives
Three different people living inside
You just wanting to be one
With such low expectations
One has to set high goals in life
To know ones self by
No one understands that I just want to cry sometimes
Tears do fall from these eyes
I just hide them away in the hole
That I slowly drowned in without laughing from day to day
The smile that I put on my face every day
Fools everyone I meet and the ones that I don’t
It even fools me from time to time
Thinking I really might be happy but I’m not
I’m not happy here and that is why I have to leave
To run and hide within my many masks
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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How Solemn As One By One
HOW solemn, as one by one,
As the ranks returning, all worn and sweaty--as the men file by where
I stand;
As the faces, the masks appear--as I glance at the faces, studying
the masks;
(As I glance upward out of this page, studying you, dear friend,
whoever you are;)
How solemn the thought of my whispering soul, to each in the ranks,
and to you;
I see behind each mask, that wonder, a kindred soul;
O the bullet could never kill what you really are, dear friend,
Nor the bayonet stab what you really are:
... The soul! yourself I see, great as any, good as the best,
Waiting, secure and content, which the bullet could never kill,
Nor the bayonet stab, O friend! 10
poem by Walt Whitman
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by being not confident
at first you may wear masks
lots of them
in different sizes
and colors
and you face yourself
with mirrors around you
and you laugh
this is very
interesting
I will not be hurt
I will even hurt
Them
Then
Someone comes
She loves you
And wants
The real you
And you love
Her
When the time
To make love
& kiss you
remove the masks
both of you
it is more exciting
than interesting
this time
the pain is stronger
too
it is the fairness
of hide and seek
that tells
about pain and pleasure
wearing masks and
removing them
making love and
undressing
naked both of
you feel something
more is concealed
this time
you go beyond
you peel skins
subcutaneously
the soul demands
no bodies as masks
and as you close
both of your eyes
and see what is
beyond these bodies
these subcutaneous masks
tell yourselves
beyond these bodies
there is still more
as true love so demands
some spaces some silences
between you and him
where God must dwell.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some Spaces Some Silences
by being not confident
at first you may wear masks
lots of them
in different sizes
and colors
and you face yourself
with mirrors around you
and you laugh
this is very
interesting
I will not be hurt
I will even hurt
Them
Then
Someone comes
She loves you
And wants
The real you
And you love
Her
When the time
To make love
& kiss you
remove the masks
both of you
it is more exciting
than interesting
this time
the pain is stronger
too
it is the fairness
of hide and seek
that tells
about pain and pleasure
wearing masks and
removing them
making love and
undressing
naked both of
you feel something
more is concealed
this time
you go beyond
you peel skins
subcutaneously
the soul demands
no bodies as masks
and as you close
both of your eyes
and see what is
beyond these bodies
these subcutaneous masks
tell yourselves
beyond these bodies
there is still more
as true love so demands
some spaces some silences
between you and him
where God must dwell.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It is a career of make-believe, of masks. We all have masks in life.
quote by Judd Nelson
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Oh See How They Dance!
their form
their posture
their movement
oh see how they dance!
their laughter
their joy
their smiles
oh see how they dance!
behind their faces of happiness and joy
they hide their true self
behind their masks they hide...
oh watch how they dance! ! !
across the stage
across the floor
up and over and under
they dance oh they dance! ! ! !
they act
they sing
they play
we watch how they dance! ! ! ! !
while we watch we think
what they hide behind their masks
on that stage and in character
and rejoicing! ! ! ! ! ! !
like nothing is wrong with their lives
i wish i would dance! ! !
but i go and i live my
boring old life and
oh i see how they dance! ! ! ! !
as
i
simply
stay lost in the crowd...
who sees how they dance.................
poem by Lost Princess
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Guilt
Sad faces, dark dresses, condolences;
Words of wisdom, grievance and conformity,
My chest filled with agony; my head filled with hope;
I wander around in loneliness, in search of ways to cope.
Walked past the yellow tree, a mind filled with memory;
The echoes of thee words that fill the shadows of the hill,
A quick look at the back of me, the cold air masks her sight;
I wander around in loneliness, to answer her last breaths' plight.
The guilt at the helm of it, the gun in my hand;
The death of my loved one, the murderer at large;
My chest filled with agony, my head filled with hope;
I wander around in loneliness, looking for ways to elope.
Suspicious at suspecting eyes, my eyes with teary lies;
I think of how it could have been had she not seen what I have been,
A quick look at the back of me, the cold air masks her sight,
I wander around in loneliness, for my need to survive.
'Go to hell, you filthy beast' her last words that spoke of me,
Our child is six, I'll try and fix, the void you've left for her;
I'll stop the kills, I swear I will, just one more and I am done.
I wander around in loneliness, the gun still in my hand.
poem by Avi Vodkaholica
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Choosing the right mask helps you... We went through many masks. It was very particular leather that as soon as you smudged it, you had to get a new one. We went through about 55 masks.
quote by Gerard Butler
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Twisted Masks
Sick in the head
Sick in the mind they'll call me
The hypocrites who lie about their masks
they see not because they look not
who i am is who i choose to be
masks filled my face from inch to inch
tell me who i am you sick twisted soul
thinking you know my heart like its gold
twisted time engraves upon ones heart
like sadness on the face of a clown
does my face shine that masks so
but who am i to twist the facts of life?
poem by Branden Aeling
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One Face?
shall i pretend to you that i have only one face forever?
you are silent
you think like a deep river making no sound at all
despite the storm when the waters from the mountains come
and force you to rise and run and rage and they accuse
you of having caused the flood
as i watch in sadness
you are my night and day and you have seen the changing of my hues
i turn red like a rose
become white like a carnation
become sturdy like a bark of the oak tree
sometimes i turn into stone
hard and unmoving
you see me and touch me with your wind and mist
like a diamond i wear some corners some faces
for me to glitter
for me to find meaning in the life that i carry within my arms
a lull sometimes
almond eyes a rocking of my feet
these are the mechanisms of my coping up
to be a man
in your silence i set aside my masks and face you
shed off some faces and look at you
with the eyes of my soul
oh, i become so vulnerable to the truth of this one and only face
as you kiss me
in my lips
i quiver i become so light i become so alive i become so real
as all the other faces fade like fume from the funnel
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some Kind Of A Face
shall i pretend to you that i have only one face forever?
you are silent
you think like a deep river making no sound at all
despite the storm when the waters from the mountains come
and force you to rise and run and rage and they accuse
you of having caused the flood
as i watch in sadness
you are my night and day and you have seen the changing of my hues
i turn red like a rose
become white like a carnation
become sturdy like a bark of the oak tree
sometimes i turn into stone
hard and unmoving
you see me and touch me with your wind and mist
like a diamond i wear some corners some faces
for me to glitter
for me to find meaning in the life that i carry within my arms
a lull sometimes
almond eyes a rocking of my feet
these are the mechanisms of my coping up
to be a man
in your silence i set aside my masks and face you
shed off some faces and look at you
with the eyes of my soul
oh, i become so vulnerable to the truth of this one and only face
as you kiss me
in my lips
i quiver i become so light i become so alive i become so real
as all the other faces fade like fume from the funnel
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Positive Mask
We all do have bitterness in life!
We all do have sweetness in life,
And of the acts of love with undersgtanding;
But from a critical appraised.
We are all bitter in something,
And with different masks on our faces;
In misery and fear! !
But, let us all put on a positive mask to share with others.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Choice Of What Shall I Be Later
shall i pretend to you that i have only one face forever?
you are silent
you think like a deep river making no sound at all
despite the storm when the waters from the mountains come
and force you to rise and run and rage and they accuse
you of having caused the flood
as i watch in sadness
you are my night and day and you have seen the changing of my hues
i turn red like a rose
become white like a carnation
become sturdy like a bark of the oak tree
sometimes i turn into stone
hard and unmoving
you see me and touch me with your wind and mist
like a diamond i wear some corners some faces
for me to glitter
for me to find meaning in the life that i carry within my arms
a lull sometimes
almond eyes a rocking of my feet
these are the mechanisms of my coping up
to be a man
in your silence i set aside my masks and face you
shed off some faces and look at you
with the eyes of my soul
oh, i become so vulnerable to the truth of this one and only face
as you kiss me
in my lips
i quiver i become so light i become so alive i become so real
as all the other faces fade like the poisonous fumes from the funnel
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rage Hard
(gill/johnson/nash/otoole)
Rage! rage! rage! rage!
Rage hard!
Laugh like the head of apollo
Young and strong on the wings of tomorrow
Rise up in millions get off your knees
Dispelling the demons
In the valley of danger
We all work together, sculptures in sorrow
With love light to follow, on
Sweet head of apollo
Rage hard, into the light
Rage hard, doing it right, doing it right
Rage hard, against the dark
Rage hard, make your mark
Let the tournament begin
Dont give up and dont give in
Strength to rise up, strength to win
Strength to save the wor(l)d from losing
Rage hard, into the light
Rage hard, doing it right
Rage hard, against the dark
Rage hard
Rage!
Rage hard
Though blue eyes of children
They shine without fear
Hope is the future, with oceans of cheer
Nothing to fear
Theres nothing to fear
Though laughter of angels resounding
From heaven keep fighting the favours
Of charlatan saviours, charlatan saviours
Rage hard, into the light
Rage hard, doing it right, doing it right
Rage hard, against the dark
Rage hard, make your mark
Let the tournament begin
Dont give up and dont give in
Rage hard, into the light
Rage hard, doing it right
Rage hard, against the dark
Rage hard, make your mark
I dont know which way to go
My loves like driven snow
When we past the test of time
My love you shall be mine
And if only, lost and lonely
Is all thats wrong with me, we ll be free
Be free, be free
Laugh like the head of apollo
Young and strong on the wings of tomorrow
Rage hard
Rage hard
Let the tournament begin
Dont give up and dont give in
Rage hard, into the light
Rage hard, doing it right
Let the tournament begin
Dont give up and dont give in
Strength to rise up, strength to win
Strength to save the wor(l)d from losing
song performed by by Frankie Goes To Hollywood
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Masks
Different masks some people wear
Pretending to be true.
They really don't care
If you are sad or blue.
They put on a mask of Friend
And try to let you down.
They are amazingly sad when you are up
And feel so happy when you are down.
Some people wear the mask of Kindness
Which is the most horrible one.
They just kill you without any gun.
They tell you kind words
To relax your vigilance
Looking only for their own conveniance.
And after all they run away
Leaving you alone on a crossway.
There is a mask of Faithfulness
Which sells you as a good
And you live in ignorance like in a dark wood.
There is a mask of Love
That breaks your heart in pieces,
It talks about love without any ceases,
And sounds like a dramatic art
Without any feelings
It waits for your kneelings.
The mask of Tenderness is a vile thing,
The sweetest songs it sings
But only disappointment it brings.
Horrible mask is a mask of Duty,
It is sometimes so cutie.
It shouts hurrays and the next day it betrays.
There are so many masks some people wear,
All of them are different
But...they are all indifferent;
To your life, your feelings, your love.......
All the masks I named above
Have the same profiles
Even having different styles.
They betray, they ignore, they lie,
They don't even care if you die.
But they forget one thing:
The mask of Death is the only one for all.
That's all!
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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