It stood naked,
So helpless, so innocent, so pure.
Laying it's cards out on the table,
uncovering it's darkest secrets.
The time had long passed from the summer days,
the lying, deceitful days.
Where the sun would outshine the twisted truth,
creating a diversion,
so nobody could uncover its roots.
Yet the winter days stripped it from the truth,
left it with nothing,
but the lies that ate away at its soul,
until it could bare to live no longer.
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liv.sxx (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is very personal to me, for me, it is the experience of loving someone who is a liar and having to face the truth. However, this poem can be interpreted in many different ways, I hope you enjoy it.
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WELCOME LIV ~ Thanks for posting your first ~ very personal ~ poem. Poetry is cathartic and by posting publicly it lifts some of the sorrow from your heart ~ for us all to share. MPS is a very empathetic site ! You have used the tree as an analogy for how YOU felt and I can think of other situations it would fit. Every Blessing for the Future ~ Please check my poems ~ BRIAN (UK)
Thank you for your lovely comment! I have always been inspired by writers and poets from a very young age. I strongly believe that writing down and expressing your words on paper can turn something so awful into something rather beautiful. I am only 15 and you're advice really means a lot, thanks again.
Very good write, as you say it can be interpreted in many ways - clever write.
Thank you, your comment means a lot! I'm only 15 years old and have always been very passionate about writing and would love to be a famous poet one day.
You are certainly going the right way about it, I wish you all the best in your future writing.
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