With glasses and Masquarade masks.

By torn_beauty

A twirl of colors is never ending
in this place i have often seen
behind rose colored glasses
and masquarade masks.
Here we dance to tribute the old.
and the new.
you and your kind. me and mine.
I take a bow to show my sincere respect
and give you thanks.
With grace we change places
and I can see what you really are.
I've decended to a place of make-believe
and hidden laughter.
And the music plays on. I find myself trapped
in the steps.
Never-ending smiles,
hiding the sorrows of yesterday.
And anticipating the joys of tomorrow.

A twirl of colors is never ending
in a place I have often dreampt
behind shattered glasses
and broken masqurade masks.
Here we dance to tribute the truth.
and the lies.
Our kind. and their kind.
I take a bow to end the show
and begin anew.
but with grace we stay the same.

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Copyright 2004 Randi Modin
Published on Thursday, September 30, 2004.     Filed under: "Personal" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: An endless twirling and swirling of colors and music. I really, really liked this piece.

  • BeautifulCalamity On Thursday, October 7, 2004, BeautifulCalamity (428)By person wrote:

    And the music plays on... very lovely, well written piece.. like the title as well ;)

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