Unmasked ©Dawn Minott |with video

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry

He didn’t change.
I fell in love
with the him he wanted me to see,
a crafted illusion,
a shimmering lie
to steal
what I wouldn’t give
an imposter.

Beneath the surface,
the stranger stands
with borrowed words,
liquid promises,
a face no longer familiar.

I searched for truth
in eyes now void,
in shadows where love once danced,
finding only echoes
of a deception well-played.

He didn’t change.
It was my heart
that unraveled,
my trust,
my faith,
faltering in the light
of this unmasked revelation.

Now I stand,
brokenhearted,
the illusion shattered,
wondering who it was
I loved
all this time.

My love knows not
this man I see …
Unmasked.

This is a recital of the poem “D.O.A.” at the Bowery Poetry Club (NYC). It’s along the same theme of the impact of deception on love. First published in 2020 as the 3rd post on the blog under same title “Unmasked”.

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