behind her masquerade

Hyacinth garden







she hides
lonely in deliberation


to the surrender


that cannot abandon the blue


 it is sapphire in a match with her eyes




Oh! the tears.




how they spill


they collect and fill


in the cruel
from crimson




by candle light,


when the night itself demands climax
softly interred her musing burns


to sleep or dream someone else's dreams




how she wanes
deep, slow hushed in denial,
quietly she yearns


. . . fuse. . . then forgive
to feel the touch
would it stimulate and be sublime


so much implied
from deep inside


words beckon


she whispers,
“I wish for a kinder time,”
reason vanishes
she cries softly her tender breath on the wind
alone in the night she is camouflaged 
behind her masquerade



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bishu's picture

Nice to read Mr Dylan

Nice to read Mr Dylan.The actresses and their make-up ......... Ladies are too difficult to understand.



nightlight1220's picture

Women are much stronger

Women are much stronger emotionally than men BECAUSE they cry. They can bounce back much faster, have stronger critical thinking skills, and don't hold as many grudges, because they cry...and have no qualms about it. Just an opinion of course. But the poem is, as always, touching, Dylan. Love it.



...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


9inety's picture

thank you

I am glad you enjoyed my attempt at empathy



"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot

lovingdaisys's picture

Very beautiful and relatable

Very beautiful and relatable bravo