I KNEW IT WOULD BE NEVER I
It’s Rough to Admit you pushed Truth away, especially when it’s near .
Overtaken by a clouded mind that wouldn’t see it clear.
Shaken, frozen in place, forcing a smile born of recurring fear. Tentatively advising HER(?), while whistling past the hollow
“Follow your heart”, sounding not profound , a magic rescue won’t appear, as I hear my futile diction trying hard to steer a tired fiction to her inattentive ear.
Measure not the figment dance , nor the ticking clock of scant romance , knowing rare chance For love real has disappeared
Realizing my dream prepared was still very much untaken
Leaping into just a wishful thinking trust? a flawed presumption and sadly so mistaken
Freshly bruised , Neatly brushed, newly wise, now must adjust , design function search to find true love,
robust and not forsaken.
Bobby O
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Bobby O (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The truth must be finally be told
- Category: Fable
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I like it very much. We all tend to deny truth when aimed at ourselves
Dig
now look what you have gone and done ..
I got this like a loop going round in my head .. Neville
Perhaps we’ve been tinged by
“The Law of Unintended Consequence”?
spooky innit 🙂
This robot is artificial since your intelligence is not-‘design function search to find true love’ such a creative piece…
Too cool are those words from you.
Love the lingo, love the expression and stance of the piece. The truth told, and told cool. You've got style, fellow poet!
That’s about as nice as it gets. You mention lingo and call me fellow poet and informed me I had a stance , thought maybe I had expression and I hope my stance has exaggerated posture like Yaz. Thanks fir the words that are kind w incite and hit home rounding third catching my intent. Props
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