Truth doesn’t lie

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The sun has broken another horizon  
 and the light doesn’t play favorites  
 
 I’ve been up all night, once again
 discerning just what is really best  
 
 I know I seem different somehow
 maybe because I’m wearing sadness

 And yes, that’s shadows in my eyes  
 that I just can’t seem to hide, anymore   
 
 It’s why it’s so hard to face you now
 that alone makes me, feel like crying  
 
 Words just seem so hard to find  
 in moments like this here- this time  
 
 But words will never change the time
 of doing what has to feel like is right  
 
 Me- being a storm of loves disaster  
 instead of your, welcome sunshine  
 
 Girl, I think we really always knew  
 somehow deep on our hearts mind
 
 And we were just playing along
 filling up empty time in our lives
 
 I think we’ve both learned hard  
 what love is, and this really isn’t it  
 
 Mending those pieces of ourselves
 as we slowing relearned, acceptance    
 
 But- I just have to save my heart  
 from making another broken mess
 
 Saying goodbye, always hurts  
 but I know, right now it’ll hurt less
 
 So- I leave you here alone today
 instead of waiting, any longer, girl  
 until you do it, in some… tomorrow
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

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If you steal my poetry...I will find you in between the metaphoric lines. I will smudge you with inky darkness and do unwritable things never whispered of. In full disclosure, I am absurdly mad and take no responsibility for my actions if crossed. But, otherwise, I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line but even the shades and innuendo between them; to the point that, I can get so comfortably caught up in my imaginations first imperfect draft that I sometimes just move in to stay there… rhetorical, spelling, grammar, mechanics be damn, nothing in life is that perfect. I don’t need tailor-made, I need someone/something to fit well enough that it becomes fashionable for me to wear well. I don’t need to pretend to know everything and I resist pontificating those things I’m well versed in. I'm just a simple romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish.

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28 thoughts on “Truth doesn’t lie”

  6. I think we’ve both learned hard
    what love is

    Unexpectedly, I particular liked this line – because I would have thought that when one learns the hard way, one usually learns what love isn’t, rather than what it is.

    Thought-provoking as usual, Poet. Well, well, well done.

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  10. Wow, first time I come on your blog, I read this poem and I really fall in love with your words. Tanks for this time. Just wonderful. Thank you Sir

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