I pray

thewayiwrite

 

I pray that you do not fall in love with me,

for I am falser than vows made in wine

I am a monument to all of your sins,

I am unfaithful and I am untrue

 

I pray you do not know me, not really,

because I am averse to all truth

No one can ever know me,

I will not allow it

 

I pray that you never believe my illusions,

although they are outwardly beautiful,

underneath are hideous lies

 

I pray that you believe the rumours,

of course they are terrible and cruel,

but you must know,

most of them are true

 

I pray you learn that the truth is rarely pure and never simple,

Oscar Wilde taught us all that,

you must remember

 

And finally, I pray that you never find out that there is my heart and there is you,

and I am not sure that there is a difference.

 

 

  • Author: thewayiwrite (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 21st, 2021 18:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Doggerel Dave

    Oh go on – beat yourself up, why don’t you?
    Not sure of the last line: are you keen to give whoever it is a good flogging too?
    Good read - You know what you are doing.

    • thewayiwrite

      Honestly I can’t say I have a helpful answer to the what the final line really means; in all honesty I have no personal connection to this piece at all, I just saw a quote from Oscar Wilde and felt randomly inspired!

      • Doggerel Dave

        I'm disillusioned - but admire the honesty 🙂

      • FredPeyer

        So you love him/her with all your heart, no matter the lies, illusions, or rumors. A fresh new take on the standard love poem. Congratulations!



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