the master of guise

it can be a stare, a glimpse,
a naughty wink of the eye;
a pout of the lips; or a wide smile.

it can be a word like "hello;"
a tirade, a sentence, or a phrase;
a reason, a cause, an alibi.

it can be a satire or a sonnet;
an essay or a letter to a friend just met;
or an adulatory address to a royalty in a banquet.

it can be a handshake;
a toss of glass in a cocktail gathering;
a  kiss on the cheek; or a soundless grin.

it can be a teardrop
that flows down a rosy cheek;
or the beauty of a lady in a gloomy street.

it can be a promise,
a proposal, an acceptance.
it can be a man or a woman in a long white gown.

it can be an interviewee in a nightly news;
or pairs of shoes that toddlers fondly use,
or an insistent advertisement of a famous bath soap.

it can be the thick gray clouds
that hastens to gather the laundry.
it can be the tempting color of the sour mulberry.

it can be your friend, a seatmate in a bus;
a neighbor, a stranger at the back of the door;
or the colorful flowers on the speechless wall.

it can be the person beside you;
or the one you share meal with each day;
or a slithering  pet that's always waiting for a prey.

it can be emotions;
--sad, glad, mad.
or the skin of a model in an enormous ad.

fake, synthetic, pretension, call it the way you want.
at the end of the day you know the bottomline.
it's a lie, and nothing but the ever disguising lie.

Beware.