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Bewitched by the heady concoction of glamour, fame and money
the lure of filmdom attracts aspiring youngsters.
Sparkling glitterati wrap their aspirations with allure of the stars.
Masquerades, veil the predatory instincts of the powerful men
often, eclipse the rise of budding talent into oblivion,
their heart burdened by the remnants of crumpled promises and fractured dreams.
Lock down changed life forever
redefined many facets.
We tasted virtual reality bites
embraced a minimalistic approach,
nature rejuvenated, when we were caged.
Emotions came about in a mixed bag.
Familial bonds recharged with great vigor
skills honed, connections renewed.
Some had to endure the pangs of separation,
mental health issues rocked a few.
The health workers are true warriors
fighting an enemy unknown.
The harsh plight of migrant workers
brought to fore, many kind souls amongst us,
reaching out with helping hands,
the blessed, bowed down in gracious thanksgiving.
Now all masked up, as we unlock our cages,
this question continues to torment me…
Will man emerge wiser from the pandemic?
will we respect this freedom now
or
will we go back to our old ways?
Two 20 word stories…
2. To the world, she was a gorgeous model. No one saw her bruises hid carefully behind the makeup and smile.
In response to Bulbulbubble’s Twenty word story prompt : Hiding
In response to Susi’s I write her weekly haiku challenge #14
Twin haiku’s:
Fabricated face
a futile hope to hide the
masqueraded soul!
A bevy of masks
shields my emotional ache
a perfect decoy!
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