Poems About Secrets Seeking Friendly Advice
#secrets
Poems about secrets seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Robbing Eyes
Deep blue robbing eyes.
Stealing my dark denials.
Dismantle my truth.
Stealing my dark denials.
Dismantle my truth.
#haiku
#secrets
#TruthOfLife
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Roasting Marshmallows on a Dumpster Fire
The bullshit that I keep coming back to
is your declaration
that you're going out in a blaze of glory
at the hands
of two of your favorite people
Sir, it's been a distinct dishonor
to witness this glorious
pile of ash and trash
you've left in your wake
To how many have you fed
that line about who has "more of you"?
What a wonderful consolation prize
Honestly, the thing I might like best
is how you left
dropping a sack of flaming shit
on my doorstep
content to let me take the...
is your declaration
that you're going out in a blaze of glory
at the hands
of two of your favorite people
Sir, it's been a distinct dishonor
to witness this glorious
pile of ash and trash
you've left in your wake
To how many have you fed
that line about who has "more of you"?
What a wonderful consolation prize
Honestly, the thing I might like best
is how you left
dropping a sack of flaming shit
on my doorstep
content to let me take the...
#betrayal
#friendship
#lies
#manipulation
#secrets
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secrets (between hearts)
could you
tell me
what secrets
your heart
whispered
to mine,
was it
sweet,
was it
something
i should
have heard,
maybe
next time
i should pay
attention,
after
no response
from
my heart,
you took
your heart
and moved
it far away
and i
was told
that someone
listened
to the
secrets that
your heart
wanted
to share.
tell me
what secrets
your heart
whispered
to mine,
was it
sweet,
was it
something
i should
have heard,
maybe
next time
i should pay
attention,
after
no response
from
my heart,
you took
your heart
and moved
it far away
and i
was told
that someone
listened
to the
secrets that
your heart
wanted
to share.
#conflict
#heartbroken
#rejection
#sadness
#secrets
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spill
Early mornings
are not made for secrets
it's 7am and you've called
when I'm half awake
under-caffeinated
and have forgotten
that my tongue
is supposed to be a lock
to things I'm not supposed to say
and you don't have the key
but get a free pass
to these thoughts
that in hindsight
I realise I maybe
shouldn't have left open
for you to see
are not made for secrets
it's 7am and you've called
when I'm half awake
under-caffeinated
and have forgotten
that my tongue
is supposed to be a lock
to things I'm not supposed to say
and you don't have the key
but get a free pass
to these thoughts
that in hindsight
I realise I maybe
shouldn't have left open
for you to see
#LifeAsAWriter
#secrets
#SelfReflection
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Dark Secrets
Secrets dungeons deep.
Haunt my quiet mind tonight..
Destined for the grave.
Haunt my quiet mind tonight..
Destined for the grave.
#secrets
#death
#haiku
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Craving To Know
I wonder what it is that drives it?
This curiosity
to hear a hushed confession
when you crossed a line
Rarely, ever shared
but I sense it sometimes,
like a trigger that gets you flared
I want to study your appetite
so that at least, this go
I might truly get it right
I've seen signs of it;
those nipples
tightly pressed
against the covering
And I'm certain.
that the worry of jealousy
holds you back,
or perhaps it is simply
the thrill of owning a secret
it...
This curiosity
to hear a hushed confession
when you crossed a line
Rarely, ever shared
but I sense it sometimes,
like a trigger that gets you flared
I want to study your appetite
so that at least, this go
I might truly get it right
I've seen signs of it;
those nipples
tightly pressed
against the covering
And I'm certain.
that the worry of jealousy
holds you back,
or perhaps it is simply
the thrill of owning a secret
it...
#lust
#secrets
#confessional
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Clandestine
Secrets kept
Now unfold
The stories told
Shaping the mold
Here I’ve wept
Never known
Knowledge withhold
Resentment grown
Cannot forget
The truth controlled
Not consoled
Deceit threefold
I confess
Mercy sold
For price unknown
For glittering gold
Words of regret
To behold
Guile foretold
I was scold’
Wisdom inept
Cowards not bold
Shaking cold
I’m all alone
Now unfold
The stories told
Shaping the mold
Here I’ve wept
Never known
Knowledge withhold
Resentment grown
Cannot forget
The truth controlled
Not consoled
Deceit threefold
I confess
Mercy sold
For price unknown
For glittering gold
Words of regret
To behold
Guile foretold
I was scold’
Wisdom inept
Cowards not bold
Shaking cold
I’m all alone
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal
#deception
#NaPoWriMo2024
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you have left me
hours barely passed,
such fleeted body,
you ravaged
the jeweled fields,
and made your choice
such fleeted body,
you ravaged
the jeweled fields,
and made your choice
#breakup
#secrets
#support
#disappointment
#deception
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I burned that f**ker down
I finally did it.
Took all the napalm stored up in my heart --
the apologies, the fears
the pleas, the tears
the sleepless nights
the silent fights
confessions, concessions
questions and obsessions
childhood trauma
relationship drama
petty suspicions
demands and conditions
intrusive thoughts
oughts and naughts
accusations
intimidations
myth and mystery
ancient history
wounds and scars
snuffed out stars
bad excuses
old abuses
daddy issues
bloody tissues --
All the...
Took all the napalm stored up in my heart --
the apologies, the fears
the pleas, the tears
the sleepless nights
the silent fights
confessions, concessions
questions and obsessions
childhood trauma
relationship drama
petty suspicions
demands and conditions
intrusive thoughts
oughts and naughts
accusations
intimidations
myth and mystery
ancient history
wounds and scars
snuffed out stars
bad excuses
old abuses
daddy issues
bloody tissues --
All the...
#anger
#relationships
#abuse
#fire
#secrets
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I am home.
A house of cards over a river
of tears, stilted upon matchsticks
burning at both ends.
I’ll be drowning soon,
There is a flood coming.
Bursting through the walls of
emotional dams, striping my
personal landscape bare until I’m
left raw and alone.
Trapped in the debris field of regret.
Thrust into the maddening current
of popular trends and media manipulation.
Out of control and heading for the falls.
Spiraling downward, falling into
darkness, self defeating voices claw
with contempt while a man’s...
of tears, stilted upon matchsticks
burning at both ends.
I’ll be drowning soon,
There is a flood coming.
Bursting through the walls of
emotional dams, striping my
personal landscape bare until I’m
left raw and alone.
Trapped in the debris field of regret.
Thrust into the maddening current
of popular trends and media manipulation.
Out of control and heading for the falls.
Spiraling downward, falling into
darkness, self defeating voices claw
with contempt while a man’s...
#anxiety
#dark
#secrets #rebirth
#secrets #rebirth
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The Locksmith
The locksmith possessed tools galore.
From inside he can hear the lure
of my core's whispering floors.
Secret lives hidden behind my locked doors.
Good things thoughts are silently concealed.
Or are they parading around like disguised reveals?
Helpless to his unlocking eyes
A devilish burglar blue demise.
Stole my guarded secrets.
Seizing unauthorized bits.
Dismantling my broken stars.
My vaulted labyrinth's stand ajar.
He has systematically unlocked
my deepest far.
Upon the mechanism of my soul
rest his thousand...
From inside he can hear the lure
of my core's whispering floors.
Secret lives hidden behind my locked doors.
Good things thoughts are silently concealed.
Or are they parading around like disguised reveals?
Helpless to his unlocking eyes
A devilish burglar blue demise.
Stole my guarded secrets.
Seizing unauthorized bits.
Dismantling my broken stars.
My vaulted labyrinth's stand ajar.
He has systematically unlocked
my deepest far.
Upon the mechanism of my soul
rest his thousand...
#secrets
#crush
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Silent - Return To The House (3)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Scared of an old man? You'd think, no way. But believe me, hearing that voice on the stairs really freaked us out because it was so unexpected.
Thick darkness of the storage room.
And then the door opening, letting in light.
Lucy's face has gone chalky pale. As if she was ill or something.
'Oh,' Arthur Harlesden said. 'I was looking for someone. I thought they might be in here.'
'Oh,' I echoed. 'Yeah, right.'
'I was looking for one of the young apprentices from Terence's...
Scared of an old man? You'd think, no way. But believe me, hearing that voice on the stairs really freaked us out because it was so unexpected.
Thick darkness of the storage room.
And then the door opening, letting in light.
Lucy's face has gone chalky pale. As if she was ill or something.
'Oh,' Arthur Harlesden said. 'I was looking for someone. I thought they might be in here.'
'Oh,' I echoed. 'Yeah, right.'
'I was looking for one of the young apprentices from Terence's...
#secrets
#mystery
#risk
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