Painted masks..

The act ends

The final bow is made
Applause starts rolling
Slowly at first
Then rises
To reverberate against the walls
Till everything is quiet again
The curtain falls
The painted mask melts
Hello says the mirror
To the real me.

Heart! We will forget him! by Emily Dickinson

A beautiful one from Emily Dickinson. Liked it so much that I am posting it here -

Heart! We will forget him! by Emily Dickinson


Heart! We will forget him!
You and I -- tonight!
You may forget the warmth he gave --
I will forget the light!

When you have done, pray tell me
That I may straight begin!
Haste! lest while you're lagging
I remember him!