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Tuesday, 20 September 2011

The Mask


THE MASK

They called me unpitying, ruthless, unnatural -
And I have smiled -
A smile so carefully cultivated.
It would not do to let the world see me
When I murmur softly to a dying puppy,
Gently stroking its tiny silken head
As the life light leaves its eyes.

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3 comments:

  1. sadiya kazmi20 September 2011 at 13:58

    Great poem . I m sure a whole lot of us can identify wth it

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  2. ingita22 September 2011 at 20:09

    lovely!!!
    The writer and poet in you took a little time to surface but Thank God it came out..Love your blog.

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  3. solitary wanderer23 September 2011 at 07:46

    It was always there....unshared.....

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