Behind the Mask....
Behind the Mask....
Behind the mask...
Is a poet's battered soul,
With his red eyes, swimming with tears,
Wondering from where to begin.
Like a child stammering, with his slurring words,
Struggling to communicate once again.
Like an ailing patient, with broken limbs and bones,
Feeling the unbearable pain yet again.
Like a lovelorn idiot, with a bruised and broken heart,
Failing to mend it yet again.
Like a depressed spirit, with a gloomy and unhappy face,
Trying to smile once again.
Behind the mask....
Is a poet's battered soul,
With his shattered confidence, still mustering courage,
Finding numerous ways to begin.