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posted on Jul, 26 2007 @ 11:24 PM
Another short poem I wrote. I feel somewhat guilty posting poems like this in a "collaborative" writing forum, but since other people do it I suppose it's alright. Thanks to masqua for contributing his/her poem to my last one (I'm sure I'm an idiot for not knowing whether you are a him or her, but I didn't want to make the mistake of saying the wrong one!). It made me feel much better that my poem led to another contribution, though I've failed to reply to it as of yet. Anyway, here's my newest poem called "Masked":

i don a mask as a disguise
to hide myself from prying eyes
to trick the one who seeks the truth
who begs the question "who are you?"
who seeks to learn and thus expose
the thorns that grow about this rose
and to this one ive always lied
to hide the truth i hold inside
i wear this mask as a disguise
but not from other peoples' eyes

In case the message wasn't clear, it's about coming to grips with my own faults. It's about how I constantly try and lie to myself about my imperfections, but since the mood of the poem is depressing, it is meant to be me mourning for my own lack of self-awareness, and thus will inevitably lead to me abandoning the "mask" and facing my faults. Alright, that may be giving the poem too much credit since I left all that last part out and presume that readers will come to that conclusion themselves, but I liked the way the poem ended the way it did, so there you have it.

[edit on 26/7/07 by an3rkist]

posted on Jul, 27 2007 @ 01:14 PM
With all my faults, I've come to grips,
But through my arms and hands they slip,
So many once, but now just two,
Let's call them now, "Hey me", "Hey fool?"

I never know which one will show,
My mind at times an unsteady flow,
Of imperfections, twisted views,
Oh, I hope it's not the fool.

Cause if it's me then sense should bide,
some time to talk, to think, decide,
The mirror tells of moody blues,
when questions beckon me and fool.

We are the way we are you see,
cause I'm the fool and fool is me.

posted on Jul, 27 2007 @ 01:34 PM
Thank you SIEGE.
I thoroughly enjoyed that. I find it enlightening that I can have people write better poetry than I do and not feel at all threatened or offended by it. This is the second time in a few days that this has happened to me, the first being the poem by masqua in reply to my last. Beautiful poem and thank you for sharing it.

posted on Jul, 27 2007 @ 02:40 PM
Right back at ya, an3rkist. The one thing about poetry that I enjoy is that
it's sometimes inspirational and catchy.
When we're all writing the words, we're in our own space. When we decide
to share what we've written, a neighborhood develops.

Keep writing. It's fun what comes out.

P.S.- Masqua is the Guru .

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