“Behind The Mask”
by Lena
“Behind The Mask”
Rage, fear, emptiness and yearning. Yearning for what might be, but never will.
Yearning to escape the lie and take off the mask.
To forget and disappear into our lust.
To feel, to learn, to forget and remember. The madness, the truth and the madness in truth.
*
Like a trapped wild beast, from one corner to the other, panting, raging, scratching and slowly dying with each kiss.
My solo swan song is tearing through sheets, clothes and air,
Running through darkness, with unforgiving shadows from my past, into despair.
Bewilderment and agony, hungrily smashed into our private ecstasy.
*
Private yet publicly laughed at, hidden, yet exposed to the core.
Sipping shame and devouring lust. Ashamed yet proud. Yes, shamelessly and fearlessly proud.
Proud of my wickedness and chaos. I’d rather die in ugly truth, than live chained to their lies.
Choices, chances, empty glances. Life is just an illusion? Yes, I know, it is…
*
But how do you travel from illusion into a dream? You, know, The Dream… Which road do you take?
I’d rather dream and never wake up, with eyes wide open or shut, while raising my cup full of blood.
What does Lucifer yearn for? Same things as me?
Through the drunken sleepless fog, I will try to remember and forget, forget that I have to wake up.
*
Forget that it’s only a dream, forget that none of this is real.
Succumbing to debauchery and raging against deceit. I invite you to my fearlessly naked Ball,
A man or a woman, come here and forget all that is wrong.
Forget your fears, let go of your pride and prejudice, which kills. Ravish me, burn with me, tango me, stare at me, scratch me and bruise me…
*
Don’t be afraid, remember – it’s only a dream…
But when you wake up, the truth might make you so ill, that it will drag you all the way up on a cross and kill.
I will cry for you and us, while driving the last nail into your heart. Don’t blame me,
Blame the dream and the yearning for it or me. Don’t be surprised… I told you; I’m driven by instincts.
*
Never by morals, sweet lies or gimmicks.. But by raw, primal, unattainable music within the dream.
You saw me without a mask, or maybe you just saw yet another one underneath the last…
The Ball is over, cut yourself away, slip on your mask, travel far,
Far away from me, dive back into the illusion and pretend that you’re free.
*
What do you yearn for, My Dear Mask? Same things as me?
I yearn for truth, for choking truth, within one moment.
I yearn to stand fearlessly naked, lost, vulnerable, with or without the hatred.
I yearn for our dream, in which you make love to my soul and take me far beyond the extreme.
*
I yearn to take off your Mask…
And for you, to just rip off mine
And forget…
at last…
~
06/1/2014 © Elena Levon
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The woman behind the mask …
The Artiste
The Author
I generally abhor poetry(although I adore song lyrics???) and I read this one “by accident” – and was hooked. I shall have to read it again and again as each time a fresh nuance of meaning seeps into my reality and makes me smile or grimace. Thank you.
and thank you! )
There really are no words that can express the amazement I feel in these small moments in time. Thank you for sharing the gift that is you.
Sincerely
Benjamin
thank you, Ben!
xo
I would give you shelter from the storm
and ask nothing in return,
as my empty body knows
no pain,
in the end, it always is
as only our dreams
will remain,
for only in stolen moments
when two souls
unite, do we live
forever…
Thank you Lena,
Rtk
and i would take that shelter
I’m in New Orleans with crappin’ internet! I will have to watch the video later… Love your poem. We all wear masks, don’t we? I slip it over my heart. It smiles even when I don’t. It’s not a bad thing. There is power in privacy.
i love you and everything u stand for
Love you too!
Very nice your writing is. Your truth is what and how you can turn it in to something that arouse the reader and your self; being a sexual or sensual being. It is alluring, when the right frame of mind abounds with in.Smile
Haunting. Thank you for taking us into the zone of your creativity. It is like sharing your experience through gossamer. We can look through, but will always be on the outside of its depth. You are a true renaissance woman.
thank u ..
Sexy video❤
Great post and great comments.
“Masked” or not, people show their true colors in short time. The people, therefore, are easy to escape. Temptation, unfortunately, isn’t going anywhere.
We all wear masks. Those of us who claim not to simply have more makeup at our disposal.
love that )
Elena,
It is abundantly clear that you are an attractive, vivacious, and intelligent women. So why do you mask yourself in nudity, in risqué poses and veiled sexuality? Perhaps it is the venue of the blog and the persona that you employ, but I’d love to see more of who you are & what you think, and less of your lovely skin.
Thank you for your truth..
i am a sexual creature. that is who i am. why should i deny who i am? there are hurdles of people who doing just that. my sexuality is not veiled, it’s stares right at you. most people are uncomfortable seeing someone who is very much comfortable in their skin and sexuality.
all my poems are written with truth.
let there always be a road..
Lena, forgive me for replying to this comment. Blame it on me fighting for the life of one of my cats the past 48 hours, so thus I am truly exhausted. The trouble with some people in this world, is they project their values or their sense of morality onto others, refusing to embrace and accept others for their unique way of self expression. Lena, you are perfect just the way you are and if you choose to bare your skin to express you, don’t bow to those who disapprove. We all deserve the freedom to be ourselves, and I for one love the way Lovely Lena presents who she is. When one is different, dares to be different, there will be those who will disapprove. I accept you totally for who you are. I respect your space on your blog. You do what pleases you and for this my Heart truly smiles. I send you Much Love and wishes I could come to NYC to (((HUG))) you. Love, Amy
Oh My dear Amy.. thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your beautiful, uplifting words and encouraging comments on my site.
the beauty of human soul is that we are all so very different and it becomes even more beautiful, when people allow those differences to just BE. On this site I allow people to speak their truth… it is their right.. so many governments have chained freedom of speech and expression, that we need to create our own worlds, in which we allow the truth of another soul to be heard. I applaud everyone who dares to speak their mind.. 100% agreeable audience, is not what freedom of speech and expression is about. You come here, you speak your truth and I thank you for it… regardless if I share the same opinion on the matter or not.
all my love
lena xo❤
Lena, I so do agree with all you have said here. I was still in “Mama Bear Syndrome” fighting for the life of my Rusty’s life (and yes hubs and I did it!) so when I saw this comment, I just had to come to your defense. I honestly apologize, for I too believe in the freedom of speech. Whenever our paths do cross, you just absolutely amaze me. Keep on shining your Light, and just BE who you are. This world needs to see this. With (((HUGS))) Amy
Blimey ‘J.Campbell’, her poses in this post are hardly Pornhub material.
that’s a great site ))
True. But then I watched ‘Don Jon’ and it gave me pause.
not to me
only for a day. Most people missed the point of that movie.
true. i loved that film
Amazing and well-timed. I can feel so much of the life in this poem.❤
The naked truth of the Mask is in the belief that we need masks to hide our naked soul’s truth. When we are alone in the forest there is no need for a mask. Our loneliness, passions, demons and our nakednesses when in the company of us demands we don the mask once more.
this is beautiful
WOWZA, Ill be a drone and say ‘Beautiful’ really powerful and beautiful.
being a “drone” takes some balls ) thank u x
Powerful!
Different, but beautiful… Where are you traveling now?
not traveling yet, I’m in NYC.. but will be traveling soon )
There were some things that I liked and some things I didn’t; poetry doesn’t have to rhyme to be beautiful. What function do ambiguous lines (“eyes wide open or shut” ; “with or without the hatred”) serve? On the other hand, this poem screams and pulses with force–it’s very different from your travel writing, and anyways the Eyes Wide Shut reference is great, loved that movie.
Just my personal opinion, you probably don’t need 30 people saying “it was beautiful” like a bunch of drones.
thank you, Nathan, for your truth..
those sentences mean something (a whole lot) to me..
every person could and should hear it differently.
Happy you felt the force of it all.. it was one of the most intense things I wrote.. or maybe one of the most intense moments that this was written in..
you can see my other non travel musings on my “poetess” page.
let there always be a road..
lena
I like the idea of it being part of the moment you were writing it in
when we are writing the places we are in, the people we are with (or thinking about), the sounds we hear, the aromas we smell–they all play a huge part. I can only imagine what sort of place you were in when you wrote this!
to the road!
it was madness.. pure creative madness .. it was a scary kinda moment, you know.. and delicious at the same time ) didn’t care about it being understood or liked.. just had to write it down..
Stunning collaboration of words, music and imagery… Well done!
Amazing.
The poem and music were a perfect match IMHO.
Very powerful!
Absolutely wonderful!
Viscerally raw. I understand.
Haunting images – beautiful!
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Very beautiful!!
This is beautiful!
Very nicely done, poem and photography.
Nicely done…
So passionately put.
Love this. You are a work of art in your own right.
So beautiful and incredibly alluring!