At last
I must confess
And beg your pardon
as I wore many masks
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shekar this is a real lovely poem yeah so many do just that specially when in love they wear so many masks only to attract the other side-- but then if one sees carefully thats life --thats what nature has destined for procreation. Isnt it? -10 anjali
We have too many faces in life...many of them masked...at one point, we would get unmasked by something important we long for something we canot risk losing, just as you stand there with your bare face, Chandra...that moment infact embraces our real face...well meaning well composed write...10