No More Lies

A poem about the masks we wear to hide ourselves

No more lies

Seven veils. One of Beauty to hide the Ugliness
One of Smiles to hide the Tears
One of Aggression to hide the Fear
One of Fierceness to hide the Sadness
One of Confidence to hide the Insecurity
One of Violence to hide the Tenderness
And one of Betrayal to hide the Love.
Seven times, come to me in the Dawn and unveil me.
And cover the Ugliness with your Kisses
And gather the Tears with your Lips
And soothe the Fear with your Hands
And scatter the Sadness with your Song
And smother the Insecurity in your Arms
And shelter the Tenderness in your Body
And greet my Love with your Love.
Now you know who I am, and there shall be no more Lies.