Amidst the mutiny of the soul
Gleams the cacophony of existence
Treachery liberates its entangled claws
Mind loses composure.
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A beautiful poem on mask, where everything is hidden under treacherous smile. Keep writing.
Sometimes the mask hides treachery- sometimes hides the fragile soul from hurt. The world wears way too many masks... and identity has indeed lost itself. Great thought behind this poem.!