Challenge
Naturalness and Artifice
(: Poet around it as you see fit. Many thanks in advance for your time & creativity! No need to tag me. I will check in. Blessings to everyone for the New Year :)
My Mask
Smiling bright, without a care,
I always wear this disguise;
a veneer of carefree ease.
No one sees through all my lies.
Showing only a mirror,
I ignore all of my fears;
if you could see my true face,
you could trace the tracks of tears.
All my friend are quite impressed;
none have guessed the hurt inside
that leaves me crying at night.
Out of sight, I weep and hide.
Broken and alone inside,
I have to swallow my pain;
there’s just no way to prevent
screaming silently again.
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© 2023 - dustygrein
NOTE: This is an old Welsh poetry form, the Awdl Gywydd (ow-dul gow-id). It is syllabic, as opposed to metric, but with it's interlocking rhyme scheme, it is a lot of fun to craft.
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