I will scrawl on the walls of the night Faces. Leering, sneering, scowling, threatening faces; Weeping, twisting, yelling, howling faces; Faces fixed in a contortion between a scream and a laugh, Meaningless faces. I will cover the walls of night With faces, Till you do not know If these faces are but masks, or you the masks for them. Faces too grotesque for laughter, Faces too shattered by pain for tears, Faces of such ugliness That the ugliness grows beauty. They will haunt you morning, evening, Burning, burning, ever returning. Their own infamy creating, Till you strike at life and hate it, Burn your soul up so in hating. I will scrawl on the walls of the night Faces, Pitiless, Flaring, Starting. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ULYSSES AND THE SIREN by SAMUEL DANIEL HOME by LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA SHADOWS: 2 by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1884 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE FOOL'S ADVENTURE by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE SONG: 2 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |