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Alex Riley Mar 2016
Colors splashed across bodies of mysterious figures

Their steps are mesmerizing, drawing me in

I take their inviting hand and they set me in my place

Trapped among those creatures… visible, yet unseen

Hiding behind the dark mask of their past

Pretending to be, for just one night...


*Perfect
Alex Riley Mar 2016
Hide yourself away for the time
Nobody knowing who you are
That is the beauty of the night
The mystery that brings you in
And does not let go for one bit
Holds you close and makes you wonder
Pulls you into the rhythmic trance
Drawing you to this binding dance
Alex Riley Mar 2016
Creates a beautiful                                    illusion to hide
    behind making others only guess and wish to know who lies beneath
but I'll never tell... it is my secret, mine, and mine alone, the secret only
I know the                              answer to but maybe                    who knows
   I will tell                                   but not tonight                           this is my
     night to make people wonder but not only will they guess I will too
          and who knows maybe                              we'll both guess right
            but most likely not                                        for the mask hides
                and all will be                                                hidden for just
                       one                                                              ­      night
(in the shape of a mask)
Maple Mathers Feb 2016
Just look at me now.
All gift wrapped, and such
Do you like what you see?
Cause I don’t, very much.

                    As the lying won’t cease
                    And my truth is horrific,
                    You don't want to ask me
                    To be more specific. . .

So I’ll say goodbye
And tell you to go;
Don’t look for a truth
You won’t want to know.
I wrote this when I was 15 post observing the guidelines of traditional ballads. This is the product of a linguistic makeover :)

(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
Ben Fernekees Jan 2012
The party has begun
and the faces are covered
the mask hiding truth
and eyes showing reality

those unknown circle together
as the music continues
and strangers mingle
under false references

yet there is one without a mask
the truth open for all to see
nothing to hide
and eryone stares

this man who is different
he is not accepted
those who are hidden rebel
and the one who shows the truth is lost
Maple Mathers Jan 2016
I crawled out of bed
Adjusted my thoughts
My heart on my sleeve
And my stomach in knots

I damaged my brain
To powder my nose,
The abyss of my conscience . . .
As the wind blows

I grabbed at my gloves
Pulled on my pretense
Confused and uncertain
Why life felt so dense

The life that I saw
On med after med
Now only exists
Within Maple’s head

In front of you, now
Gift wrapped and retouched
Hope you like what you see
Cause I don’t very much

Dressed and well-practiced
In subtle charade
I’ve nothing but danced
This stark masquerade.
All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016.
Dhaye Margaux Nov 2015
~~¤~~

I wear a mask tonight
So that no one can gaze at my windows
I have been sad for almost half of my life
And yet the gift of bitterness is what I receive
From you...

Let me wear this mask tonight
And just look at my smile
Which brings sunshine in your eyes

At least for tonight...

~~¤~~
Subject inspired by the Masquerade Ball I attended last night.
Justin G Sep 2015
Behind all his smiles and silly gestures
He longs to walk a thousand miles away
He desires to escape from everyday
No more small talk
Or large gatherings
The curtain has CLOSED
A contemporary task.

In the eyes of the crowd
All they see is the proud facade
Entertainment is important
And all they care about
Forgetting the person
behind the PERSONA
a temporary mask.


As his mask fades
Rabbits shift
into sparrows
No light at the end
Only cued applauds
Some flowers
And skewed imagery
An exemplary stage.

Disappearing into the night
Unmasking the illusions he conjured.
The sinking reality comes back
As
Lingering
Silence echoes his longing…
A price to pay of the famed gift
Hoping this will be his last...


~FINALE~
    

Justin G / **Pax
A special collaboration with the one and only Pax. Thanks for this major contribution.
Daisy Arcos Oct 2015
Hide behind beauty's façade
Dripping head to toe in fraud
We will dance into the night
Souls, for once, taking flight
Corseted waists so insanely thin
Disgusting secrets kept within
Painted lips form a shallow smile
Make-up covering features vile
We wish to stay so pretty and slight
Pretending perfection for just one night.
I wrote this in high school and it recently resurfaced.
Decided to tweak it a bit and post it for fun in the spirit of halloween.
Samuel Evan Sep 2015
Thank you for the spear head.
Thank you for this blade.

The snow drifts, and so do I.
In snow drifts, my few tears turn to ice
With slow shifts, my fears crystallize
And with those hips, I know it's all a lie

With your rose lips, I'm falling in deeper
The wind froze ships, they're nothing but sleepers
Then you stole trips, I'm running a fever
The green line blips, heart follows the leader

You don't owe me, you never did
You don't own me, I'm my fathers kid
You trying to show me how to open the lid
But it's all me, and what I did.

There's a glow see, and it sure ain't mine
My covers blown see, I'm not hard to find
There's a show fee, to pull the curtains aside
And with this slow breeze, I'll fly on by.

Thank you for the passing glance
Thank you for this useless dance.
Bleh. There's a lot of stuff going on.
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