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Folded Within
secrets they peep out
most time I wish
they could be poked out
and I could come clean
secrets folded within
the creases of my heart
keeping them close
for others could be hurt
how many times
have I looked and pondered
should I come clean
or should I keep it within
I wish to be washed off
all these secrets... one of many
I stayed alive because I lied
to myself that you loved me
and that I will sing the hallelujah
being loved a thousand kisses deep
dancing to the end of love
Now that I said it...and I am done.
*this poem was entered in a competition here. thank you for reading*
the words in Italics are borrowed from L.Cohen
Published 21st Mar 2017
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21st Mar 2017 9:04am
Great piece, Grace. I am a huge fan of Mr Cohen, really liked the way you incorporated those lines in there. I can certainly relate to the overall theme of the piece:
"I wish to be washed off
all these secrets... one of many
I stayed alive because I lied
to myself that you loved me"
That one hit home. Thanks for sharing!
~anonshadow😏
"I wish to be washed off
all these secrets... one of many
I stayed alive because I lied
to myself that you loved me"
That one hit home. Thanks for sharing!
~anonshadow😏
21st Mar 2017 12:43pm
Hi anonshadow, thank you so much for reading me. I love Mr Cohen's songs. As for the poem, it was written in the spirit of the competition. :D
21st Mar 2017 11:17am
As long as you don't lie to yourself then secrets are often personal treasures and not for sharing.
21st Mar 2017 12:45pm
Wise words, Terry:) and I shall remember these words of wisdom. Thank you for reading, as always.
Anonymous
21st Mar 2017 12:07pm
I felt my heart clench while your words grasped my soul. Render me voiceless.
21st Mar 2017 12:47pm
21st Mar 2017 12:24pm
Maybe it wasn't a lie that he loved you. Maybe he did, but then it changed. People and feelings change, its how act in the midst of those changes that matter.
This is a release poem, like an exhale of breath into the ether forevermore.
This is a release poem, like an exhale of breath into the ether forevermore.
21st Mar 2017 12:51pm
Thank you very much for reading me, Ahavati. Love is strange, its like colours in a prism. Anyway, this poem was written in the spirit of the competition.
21st Mar 2017 7:17pm
Fine work Grace! My favorite lines:
I stayed alive because I lied
to myself that you loved me
Sometimes a little self-deception can be a comfort. The harsher realities can be destructive, particularly when it comes to love.
I stayed alive because I lied
to myself that you loved me
Sometimes a little self-deception can be a comfort. The harsher realities can be destructive, particularly when it comes to love.
22nd Mar 2017 1:17pm
Hi Crowfly...thank you for reading me as usual. You always leave such encouraging comments. Thank You!
21st Mar 2017 11:44pm
22nd Mar 2017 1:18pm
26th Mar 2017 6:02pm
Aw. Touching and sad. How fleeting the whims of love often are. *hugs*
