AN EMPTY SCREEN
My face is but truly a screen,
No one knows what is beyond it.
My pretty, rosy face hides a
Design that is crude and tacit.
An empty screen, no emotions,
But it does have a painted smile,
Which truly hides what’s there inside:
Pure selfishness and greed and guile.
If my cunning thoughts were ever
To be reflected in my face,
I won’t have a reputation
For my tender beauty and grace!
* Written in abcb, 8-8-8-8 format.
*Awarded second place in the Rose's Poetry Challenge, "Invalid Item"  , Round 3, in February, 2008
* Featured as Editor’s choice in Poetry Newsletter dated 21 February 2008
M C Gupta
10 February 2008
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