Masks Melt Away (Ghazal)

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I hear the whispers in the night
echoing strange realities.

In the light of a liar's moon,
mysterious shadows haunt me.

Midnight puddles the street light glow,
lovers float between dark and light.

For a moment masks melt away,
dripping to small corners of us.

The sunrise flows in barren streets
as paper truths are swept away.

I heard the whispers in the night:
quiet voices in masquerade.

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Bill DadaBill Dadaabout 19 years ago
It Shimmers

It feels like Mardi Gras vibrating into an alternate reality. I also really loved these two lines:

For a moment masks melt away,

dripping to small corners of us.

TY,

BD

AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
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I agree no need for the mention of the form used here... maybe an end note at the bottom of the poem ... with an explanation of the style... always a good learning tool. This is a beautiful whisper of romantic notions... I liked the metaphors used as well as the soft glow that surrounds the wording..

Du Lac~

Mentioned in the Sunday on Monday reviews

dcpoet44dcpoet44about 19 years ago
i do like this.....

and i believe the title is stronger without the ghazal, unless there is something i'm not catching. but these two lines particular stands out the most for me:

For a moment masks melt away,

dripping to small corners of us.

WickedEveWickedEveabout 19 years ago
2nd half of the poem

is quite good!

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 19 years ago
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Glancing at this, I expected it to be real bad, it's not. It's very good. You are in dangerous territory, with so many stock images, but adroitly miss most cliches. Very nicely done.

Now:

explain to me why it is a ghazal. And do think it would be better without that in the title, but that is just my personal prefence.

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