Faces Poems - Poems about Faces

Two Faces

Blurred, twisted in a pool of intoxication,
is my first face and I hate the bare controls,
I wish for no black phantom to follow me,
Its a shadow that's always in waiting......

My second face, I aspire to one day be,
its past the intense of burning trees,
and the world stirring up wasps and bees
and the inside out of

MASK OF MANY FACES

Who am I, anyway?

I wear the mask of many faces.
I speak, read, and understand—
sometimes with words,
sometimes telepathy.
My voice changes with my face.

I just need a witness.

Attuned to me, I become every language you know,
but I do not know the geography of my own soul.

I dare not look at my face.
It is a drama mask—
sometimes surgical,

Wearing Seven Faces

Seven faces she wore at different times.
She knew not when each face’s expression
might appear (some rarely; some oftentimes,
giving to others a different impression.)

Horrific abuse caused her mind to split
when she was young. Her main self took back seat
when stressed, but she was not aware of it.
Always she was feeling so incomplete.

Her main personality would just

Phases and Faces

The table’s set, the cards are stacked,
Coffee is ready, out come the snacks.
Allana grins, that knowing look—
She’s got Phase 1 like it’s a book.

We start out slow, just laying sets,
But soon the room is full of bets:
“Will she skip me?” “Who's on Phase 3?”
The drama builds deliciously.

A run of four, a colour sweep,
Wild cards hoarded,

Faces I meet

The faces I meet
don't echo the songs
of a love I have sought
for so very long.

KALEIDOSCOPIC FACES

"God created man(kind) in his own image, in the image of God created he him, male and female created he them. "
"And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. 
~Genesis 1:31 & 1:27

"In diversity there is beauty and there is strength. "
~Maya Angelou 




grateful God created
a vast variety

My heart pleads

My heart pleads, and I know not how to proceed,
You shine just like phosphorus in outer space~
As Venus’ nebula that draws eyes with speed,
A celestial reign of elegance and grace.

In my mind, your love has always come with fame;
Your stars still brighten, needing no lunar peek.
With a lilt not lost in hubbub’s show of shame,
A

Horn Faces and Places Haiku

Horn Places and Faces Haiku

were newfound places
so many styles and graces
educated faces

FACES OF BETRAYAL

Some hand you smiles dipped in napalm,
Then turn to poison the second you drop your guard.
Humans, Moral plastic caught in flame,
Deals of décor, rotting behind the facade.
Draw your lines, don’t offer the other cheek,
Run before you melt, before their vice seeps in.
Don’t become their reflection in the sewage creek,
Shield your core, gun down their shadowed

their faces

when old people talk about their past loves
they don't talk about what it was like when their love left.
they don't talk about the feeling the next morning when all you want to do is call.
they don't talk about how the first week is hell.
they don't talk about how every part of you wants to go

Charity

This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you." -- Jesus Christ of Nazareth 
John 15:12 KJV Bible

I study
each face as I walk
crowded streets
do they see?
me in them and them in me 
parts of one body

I will hope
for more compassion
<3 charity <3
I love you!
this wilderness of mirrors
reflects who I am

The three faces of me

i long for silence
when i can search
the darkened sinews of my mind

i crave solitude
where i can think
and get to what's really in my heart

i love to sit alone
with pen and paper
to extract words of poetry from my soul



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on May 24, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE N sponsored by BRIAN STRAND -

Afterglow

                                                  Afterglow

    

Sometimes you mold faces, my love, to hide the deep sadness

Sometimes you mold faces, my love, to hide the deep sadness,
to forget yourself, to banish the bitter thoughts that weigh you down.
How can you create love, my love, to live, to suffer in this summer,
which presses on you like a sea with its colossal, unforgiving weight?
The burden crushes you, dragging you into the black earth

Approximations

I think the beauty in living comes along when we shirk our heavy coats
And our white-knuckle approximation of old, flake-away skin, which we have
Stapled back onto ourselves—
The faces we’ve taught everyone to believe:
Just dumb enough and just nice enough; 
Just guileless enough to look acceptable.
Can’t you smell the rot of that dead thing?
We smooth down

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