A beautiful mask can hide the most loathsome of creatures,
with secrets to disgust those blissfully unaware.
Eyes; the shining colour of passionate hatred.
Lips; the sweetest shape of cruel deceit.
Skin; the smoothest layer of tormented fear.
You see, the brightest of souls are easily corrupted...
...But you made me this way.
Author notes
7 Lines, 45 Minutes.
Prompt: Abomination.
A contest entry
- PIF-It's Quickie Time 8 Poets-7 Lines-45 Minutes by Jeremy0826.
1500 points, ended October 3, 5 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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wow
layered masks ..right from the physical to the assumed ones I know them all..and can recognize them from miles..but they surround us evrywher..you did such apretty poem on that..loved it -
excellent
wow..an excellent write..
great imagery and wondeful use of metaphors..
i loved d lines:
"Eyes; the shining colour of passionate hatred.
Lips; the sweetest shape of cruel deceit.
Skin; the smoothest layer of tormented fear."..
i appreciate ur talent..good job..
ur pal
~Parth.
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deep
superb piece of poetry, very thought evoking, enjoyable, coherent, well done friend. -
ok i think this is one of my favorite poems i have read on the site so far. beautiful detail. keep writing. =]
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Wow!!! I see why this got Silver!!! This is amazing! I love it!! You did an awesome job on it! I love the images you have painted! What a great job!
Congrats on the Silver!!
*Throws Confetti*
and love
Nyetta
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Awesome Sis!! The things that can lurk behind the mask hey! Love that twist at the end too!!
xx
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I love your thoughts on this. A great piece from beginning
to end. Thanks so much for entering and good luck in my contest!
Jeremy0826 -
Well here is your opportunity to get back in the game! Good luck and thanks for entering!
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