Best Masked Poems

What is this feeling
This feeling deep down in my soul
Eating away at me
Threatening to tear away my flesh
And unmask me as someone completely different
Than who I pretend to be

When you’re constantly worried
About being exposed
As someone who you think no one will like
You can’t focus on...

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After a short ceremony, the few people present, 
standing at a safe distance from each other, watch
the coffin being lowered slowly into the grave. 
Another covid-19 victim is laid to rest without pomp, 
yet with dignity and respect. 

end of funeral
the silent birds in the...

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Masked Men

Look in the mirror
Look in the mirror
What do you see?
Masked men staring back at me
What do you do when you look in the mirror?
Only to despise what you see
The pain you caused the everlasting memories
Do you see what you've done?
Can you live with what...

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He toils in dirt on a scorching summer day
a simple man yearning to earn a fruitful pay.
Scars from spades failed to diminish his hopes
in zealous manner, he climbs along rocky slopes.

His seeds of exuberance simmer in parched land
he wishes to save a few pennies for...

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Every six years in the month of July, a female masked nemesis returns to the human world.  She comes back for revenge against evil men like the gangsters who raped and killed her and her sister when they were still alive.  She only...

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The Masked Singer is an entertainer on stage in masquerade
A baker by day; a singer by night with accolade

The Masked Singer dresses as a male and sometimes female 
He is a ***** but with many personalities of a strong male

The masked one bakes bread in...

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castle bound
castle masked
masked by clouds
masked by snow
snow holding horrors
snow dancing in candlelight 
candlelight deepening the hollows
hollows of deep sunk eyes
hollows of alcoves
alcoves with writhing lovers
alcoves with frosted pink floors
floors ripe for waltzes 
floors hiding trap doors
doors open to dizzy guests
doors to back stairs
stairs to the...

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Hidden deep behind soulful eyes
beauty emerges but remains unseen
unearthed this buried treasure
l'attrait caché derrière le masque
Words spoken hearts revealed   broken
for is it fear that keeps one cloaked
to remain in the absence of light
to seek comfort, solace, sympathy
in a world of hatred and mistrust
where...

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The masked stranger

Tenderly the ranger stood
With kitty in his arms
The saloon fight had rendered her
Enraptured by his charms
His easy strength and gentle face
Though hidden by his mask
Left saloon Kitty faint of heart
Almost afraid to ask
‘Say masked stranger 
Are you the law?’
She mewed in melting tones
‘I...

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“The Masked Faces”

We peeling off the foreskin of our rich culture,
Ignorance is the reason we feed on the carcass of a Vulture,
The more we fail the more we weaken the pillars of the structure,
Created by God but creating an illusion of a creature,
The skeletons never...

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Through the glistening sunshine, he rode, the masked man,
His face dissembled, but held high in pride.
No one would dare ask what his name or history was,
Neither did someone know what beneath the mask, lied.
For what they knew he was the greatest warrior of the king,
Presumed...

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MASKED BALL – THE SURPRISE

The final sweet phrase has sounded
Our dancers await by twos
All still in mask, impatient
To hear their sovereign’s news

Queen Adaelade, Ball Chancellor
Has watched the evening through
Her task, by long tradition bound
Select the reigning two

Her selection goes a wandering
But, at last, in regal...

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MASKED BALL – THE QUESTION

Maddening the music
In exotic minor key
Those ornate, blinding masks
That cherished memory

Scented the ambiance
Obscurely lit the hall
Rococo baroque and splendid
In period costume all

Which of them my goddess
My lady Persephony
All appear enchanting
Which enchantress she?

Will she our tryst remember
That October night’s repose
The special autumn’s...

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The raccoon is a burglar … 
There’s no door he can’t unlatch.

Baby hand-prints in the butter?
You can bet Raccoon’s found that!...

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It is funny! 
Very funny how
A masked preacher can preach honesty; 
And even points at the wrongs with his
Fingers of hypocritical righteousness…

We stare with grim satisfaction
Because the black winged Angel 
Ridding a flaming chariot tells a tale; 
And proclaims that God is love, 
Yet he,...

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