Best Masquerade Poems

I went to my closet 
To pick out a mask
Many to choose from
Am I up for the task?

The image of sensitivity
Or do I want to appear strong
Maybe the mask of co-operation
I can pretend to get along

Do I dare go with ugly
Can I pull off being...

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Creeping creepy creepers, the crawling trellis
jutting out of everywhere
snaking through country and metropolis
twisting turning in floral bliss
but more like snakes that hiss
But in quietude feign death for self-defense! 

Weeping willows with an unreal surreal sorrow
weeping tears of dew onto the silted furrow.
Perhaps weeping for bretheren...

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Pretending can be a bold form of experimentation
and inventiveness. In pretending joy or happiness,
we may discover or enhance our capacity for it.

Harriet Lerner

Lord Leofric:  The waging of war is man’s affair
Lady Godiva: Then wage war in your way, M’Lord,
     ...

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if I could see you, one time, 
             the way you dress
      If I could see you as you are 
   the way God made you...

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Living in a masquerade
Hiding our truths in the shade 
Veiled Behind electronic devices 
The Physical world Minimises

Concealed behind a blue and white light
No melatonin released at night 
Our brains don’t accept it’s time to sleep 
And every day we’re on repeat 

A vicious cycle ceases...

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She comes to me impalpable.
A courtesan of crimson red dreams.
Her words fall from her lips in ethereal melodies.
Pulling my twine to seal the seams.
The nature of her existence,
Whispering along the hue of my suspended form.
Her voice becomes substantial to my eyes.
She recreates images of a...

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MASQUERADE

Promenade    and step!
He as Romeo    she as Juliet
Whirled about wildly in the dance
Met they both – just bumping – by chance

Promenade    and step!
Look away without fear
At she ‘neath white mask
Would she dance with him  ...

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A masquerade party
     ever since 2005
   The hosts floated balloons
     partygoers thrived

   The masks ripped off now
     Jews beheaded and raped
   by those who disavow
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   "Passionate Masquerade"



a romantic interlude evolved to torrid love affair
taut triangle, impossible to win,
we played our parts as flimsy as candlelight din
heartache would stain, vicariously, all those unaware.

secret rendezvous excited two bodies, bare,
feelings fulfilled at the expense of sin
whispered words of tender love...

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Private Masquerade
Theme is "Trust in Him"
An invite to all
of those who know Him
and Believe in Him

Remember that
he's in control
Life has its ups
Life has its downs

Trials are just
a test of
your Faith. So

Put ALL
Trust in

HIM....

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All this is a masquerade.

Everyone’s hiding behind their masks…
Words are easily written, but they can pretend
letting others believe in rainbows

…when in reality,
tempests are the norm, hounding their souls

All this is a masquerade

An air of indifference
is all he exudes
when inside his emotions are molten
Never quite knowing...

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"The Honey Masquerade in Delta"



Love and Lust
ignores
ALL

The Others dissolve
who cares, Lovers don't - 
Lovers are in a world of their own

Lovers dance 
through shadows

Love and Lust
play their own game

Unafraid, they play
Day into Night
Night into Day

Burning sweet like toffee
they play,

The Honey Masquerade 

In a World of...

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It's a masquerade in the square,
where throngs of people strut;
ladies cleverly hide their hair
and lips smeared with pistachio nut.   

My domino is of dark red;
I have escaped from Hell
to deceive the ones who are sad,
who follow the wrong trail.    

Amid...

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The best use of my space is not to use space, 
With matching chairs, shelves, tables or bookcases.
And not to bring little, or big things into my lounge,
Because those things will occupy spaces.

Bare minimum’s enough, a chair and a rug, 
The rest of the room’s...

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The dawn of anticipated darkness,
Pierces these gilded walls.
The smoulder of sinister heat arising-
An entombment of dreams.

Let us raise our chalices of stars
To toast these woodland creatures emerging.
From beyond the drapes of tasseled velvet,
Through the seeps by light of moon.

Find the phantoms that dwell in lit...

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