1
to break faith could be a covered act
in silence, it could be a song under attack
as the pens’ power could be an arm in the closet
to be deaf from truth, the fact can’t be a secret
2
words with thorns could grow its own feathered wings
and snoop by chance at a crowd of hungry ears
while some tongues would speak freely without fears
and soon the silence would break and eventually stings
3
by some time it reached the heart of the one concerned
the hurting tale has pinned, the strike was outnumbered
the spreading blaze has razed and never again a return
it has damaged relations and all attached will burn…
–oOo–
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9 thoughts on “The Lie”
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Nice poem.. I enjoyed reading this.
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thanks, Tony…
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Reblogged this on penpowersong and commented:
an honest view in poetry…
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thanks for the re-blog…also, thnx for appreciating it…
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true!…concisely expressed….I like your style…
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Reblogged this on "Midnight Press".
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Beautiful poem!
Love it! Thank for writing it. I learn more from your writing style. 😊
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thanks, I appreciate it…
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No problem! Your poems style, like (Arabic poems), I have ever read Arabic poems.
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