dragonqueen Posted January 27, 2004 Report Share Posted January 27, 2004 (edited) This poem was actually born out of a desire to use the word 'ne'er' in a poem. I came up with the first line, and carried it around for a while, trying to find a poem to go with it. I kinda like the direction it took. The last stanza's a little off, though. I ne'er thought I'd see The passing of the day When my painted mask Would be torn away. I've worn it for so long, I've forgotten how to feel The wind upon my face The rain upon my cheek. It has become a part of me. Is it truly just a mask Of painted feelings And airbrushed smiles? I have become The mask I wear. Or have I always Been the mask? Edited January 31, 2004 by dragonqueen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Falcon2001 Posted January 27, 2004 Report Share Posted January 27, 2004 Excellent Poem, DragonQueen. I understand where you're coming from on this one, and you used the word ne'er beautifully. Sometimes you need to stop and try and remember whether or not you are who you think you are. It's an excellent point to ponder when you're bored. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Beautiful Nightmare Posted January 27, 2004 Report Share Posted January 27, 2004 Aww this is a cool poem i know what you mean about the last stanza i like it alot but i dont know if it flows with the rest of the poem or not! But anyway its still a cool poem! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted January 28, 2004 Report Share Posted January 28, 2004 I love that last stanza, it reminds me of a lot of eastern stories and fiction, such as Princess Mononoke who wore a mask for the first half of the movie until it was shattered by a shot from a musket, before then she was an anonymous spectre, but the mask definitely symbolized her whole personality. I wonder what (in the poem) was her mask and what took it away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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