The Mask
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In the world of illusions,
Everybody is busy with or without any task,
Just putting on a mask,
as life ends up being just a farce.
The scenes play out on the greatest stage,
as we walk through life's crowded lanes.
We hasten to complete the unfinished tasks,
ever in life , we put on many masks.
As we enjoy the world of illusions,
an illusion itself we end up being,
Endlessly we sift through many delusions,
from reality we end up constantly fleeing.
Its fear that strikes us, lest the mask fall,
and our true face be revealed to all,
So endlessly we strive to preserve the illusion,
in the end ourselves we loose in its delusion.
As we travel far on the roads of life,
we ever put on a different face,
With time the lines now blur and blend,
as our once true face the masks replace
In the confusion and chaos of life thus,
we finally loose trace of what we are,
Pretensions are the only thing left to us,
our lives are nothing but a lively farce.
So heed my words, though they may scar,
accept yourself the way you are.
Sometimes the world may need a mask,
but shed it after you finish the task.
So listen up now, I will be precise
Discard forever the false pretensions,
Take a look at your self, you will realize
that reality differs much from your perception.
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Ajinkya Mate
_______________________________
In the world of illusions,
Everybody is busy with or without any task,
Just putting on a mask,
as life ends up being just a farce.
The scenes play out on the greatest stage,
as we walk through life's crowded lanes.
We hasten to complete the unfinished tasks,
ever in life , we put on many masks.
As we enjoy the world of illusions,
an illusion itself we end up being,
Endlessly we sift through many delusions,
from reality we end up constantly fleeing.
Its fear that strikes us, lest the mask fall,
and our true face be revealed to all,
So endlessly we strive to preserve the illusion,
in the end ourselves we loose in its delusion.
As we travel far on the roads of life,
we ever put on a different face,
With time the lines now blur and blend,
as our once true face the masks replace
In the confusion and chaos of life thus,
we finally loose trace of what we are,
Pretensions are the only thing left to us,
our lives are nothing but a lively farce.
So heed my words, though they may scar,
accept yourself the way you are.
Sometimes the world may need a mask,
but shed it after you finish the task.
So listen up now, I will be precise
Discard forever the false pretensions,
Take a look at your self, you will realize
that reality differs much from your perception.
--------------------------
Ajinkya Mate
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