Discarded Masks

Photography by Al Forbes


The sheen of gloss to make a pretty smile
And like a clown the tears are lost with style
In automated steps of make believe
While freedom is found only in the dreams
Of a girl in a world meant to deceive
And she hides behind the biddings it asks
Yet his voice echoes the anger and rage
Imprisoned inside tight satin laced basques
A mind split in two by society’s cage
Until the day a man, he comes of age
And two as one in released thoughts perceive
The shards of life they ripped away from seams
In the ashes of times foul and hostile
A farewell to fear in discarded masks


© JG Farmer 2013


Prompt: http://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2013/11/03/sunday-photo-fiction-november-3rd-2013/

via The Poetic Round Forum.

About Jez Farmer

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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2 Responses to Discarded Masks

  1. Al says:

    I really like that. And with the song as well, makes it more so.

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