Least Read Poems About Secrets
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The effect of a Gentle Stroke- Taste of Wine
I sat still with the idea to listen
To what life has to bring
while the voice within spoke
About those things
that last like
a stroke
The tenderness within evoked
A fountain of limitless interaction
The inclination of those verbal encounter
Of him and her, intellectual cords,
In oblivious and senseless contractions
bore rumors; the intentions.
Transformed the character into acts of constellation
Engraved scenes written on heaven’s blanket,
The sound of climax and fragrance of Angel’s cloth,
The eyes of...
To what life has to bring
while the voice within spoke
About those things
that last like
a stroke
The tenderness within evoked
A fountain of limitless interaction
The inclination of those verbal encounter
Of him and her, intellectual cords,
In oblivious and senseless contractions
bore rumors; the intentions.
Transformed the character into acts of constellation
Engraved scenes written on heaven’s blanket,
The sound of climax and fragrance of Angel’s cloth,
The eyes of...
#secrets
#summer
#WritingPoetry #passion
#WritingPoetry #passion
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Fog
It clings to the hills
while it again spills
into the hollow
vaporous
grey specters meander
casting their spells
as the stream now swells
dreamlike
to carry me along
carry me away
in this foggiest day
haunting
while it again spills
into the hollow
vaporous
grey specters meander
casting their spells
as the stream now swells
dreamlike
to carry me along
carry me away
in this foggiest day
haunting
#secrets
#nature
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#mystery
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Inkwellian
It is where I hide each spell
every secret I dare not tell
safe within the bottle
laced within the India Blue
these many times bitten
by poetic lines rewritten
indelible in invisible ink
there bare upon the page
waiting to be deciphered
written in an ode
a most ancient code
known only to the poet
every secret I dare not tell
safe within the bottle
laced within the India Blue
these many times bitten
by poetic lines rewritten
indelible in invisible ink
there bare upon the page
waiting to be deciphered
written in an ode
a most ancient code
known only to the poet
#secrets
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
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Undisclosed
So many questions then posed
in this life undisclosed
mysteries within their histories
Still they remain unrevealed
still retain wisdoms concealed
with words of dread left now unsaid
Dared only to be written here
where their secrets stay clear
where truth lies only in youth
For things that I have done
have only just begun
to shed all of this deep dread
While I trace all of these scars
from a life that still mars
seeking closure from this exposure
in this life undisclosed
mysteries within their histories
Still they remain unrevealed
still retain wisdoms concealed
with words of dread left now unsaid
Dared only to be written here
where their secrets stay clear
where truth lies only in youth
For things that I have done
have only just begun
to shed all of this deep dread
While I trace all of these scars
from a life that still mars
seeking closure from this exposure
#secrets
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Cracked
There is a violence in silence
an assault in quietude
how a silent word can still be heard
Echoing back upon itself
for these stresses and strains
hint at all that remains
a widening crack
an assault in quietude
how a silent word can still be heard
Echoing back upon itself
for these stresses and strains
hint at all that remains
a widening crack
#secrets
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#mystery
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Cryptopoetry
Words of verse left on the page
left here for you to engage
draped in a bit of mystery
in a bit of sport
It is how I now resort
to a little poetic fun
let my wicked thoughts run
wherever they will
Tickled by my dark quill
I relish in the tease
doing what I please
with every single word
Knowing that I am heard
but not yet understood
all my evil and my good
somewhere here deep below
Meant for you to know
in my own due time
within the meter of rhyme
...
left here for you to engage
draped in a bit of mystery
in a bit of sport
It is how I now resort
to a little poetic fun
let my wicked thoughts run
wherever they will
Tickled by my dark quill
I relish in the tease
doing what I please
with every single word
Knowing that I am heard
but not yet understood
all my evil and my good
somewhere here deep below
Meant for you to know
in my own due time
within the meter of rhyme
...
#dark
#secrets
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#mystery
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Concretely
The high ceiling is revealing
in its dappled grey
often unclear in what it has to say
with its cold cracked ambiguity
coarse riddles cryptically read
in poems still left unsaid
telling it all
but not saying a thing
as my hopes hope to cling
to some long forgotten rhyme
falling out of the pocket of time
in its dappled grey
often unclear in what it has to say
with its cold cracked ambiguity
coarse riddles cryptically read
in poems still left unsaid
telling it all
but not saying a thing
as my hopes hope to cling
to some long forgotten rhyme
falling out of the pocket of time
#secrets
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#philosophical
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Enigmata
A life left alone
in pursuit of truth
draped in deception
from its very conception
Cryptic yet coy
in every new ploy
I play
I explore
Wanting so much more
than the usual things
my imaginative wings
soar ever higher
While I do conspire
to shine the light
but keep out of sight
wrapped up in dark shadow
Always needing to know
where the poetry will flow
decipher pure rhyme
as if it were a crime
in pursuit of truth
draped in deception
from its very conception
Cryptic yet coy
in every new ploy
I play
I explore
Wanting so much more
than the usual things
my imaginative wings
soar ever higher
While I do conspire
to shine the light
but keep out of sight
wrapped up in dark shadow
Always needing to know
where the poetry will flow
decipher pure rhyme
as if it were a crime
#secrets
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#mystery
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2 Comments
Secrets
I do collect and trade
in ever clever mysteries
the delicious histories
of these succulent secrets
Picked from zipped pockets
purloined from locked lockets
whispers forever snatched
without a care from thinning air
Making every one my own
while each naughty seed is sown
in ever clever mysteries
the delicious histories
of these succulent secrets
Picked from zipped pockets
purloined from locked lockets
whispers forever snatched
without a care from thinning air
Making every one my own
while each naughty seed is sown
#secrets
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#mystery
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Crypticism
For me it is a way of life
how to cope with true strife
while I while away the hours
as each moment further sours
Keeping ugly things inside
deep down where they hide
safe within this keep
as the memories now seep
Fill up my well with fetid ink
with so many things to think
so many things to feel...
yet I resolve to still conceal
Preserve the stained history
retain this tangled mystery
by penning words of rhyme
to occupy my time
...
how to cope with true strife
while I while away the hours
as each moment further sours
Keeping ugly things inside
deep down where they hide
safe within this keep
as the memories now seep
Fill up my well with fetid ink
with so many things to think
so many things to feel...
yet I resolve to still conceal
Preserve the stained history
retain this tangled mystery
by penning words of rhyme
to occupy my time
...
#secrets
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Subtlety
Nature can carry herself
in a most silent way
when she has something to say
about the secrets of things
Like a black condor upon wings
who now dots the sky
like the question mark why
punctuating the moment
Lets restlessness foment
into some tangible action
an equal and opposite reaction
to the forces that constrain
Quenched by an Anden rain
that refreshes our very soul ...
in a most silent way
when she has something to say
about the secrets of things
Like a black condor upon wings
who now dots the sky
like the question mark why
punctuating the moment
Lets restlessness foment
into some tangible action
an equal and opposite reaction
to the forces that constrain
Quenched by an Anden rain
that refreshes our very soul ...
#secrets
#nature
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Murk
So much dark verity does lurk
deep within all of this murk
mired here down below
in order that no one will know
all the things I have resold
all of the lies I have retold
draped up in this truth
I have pursued since my youth
yet wishing these waters to clear
as a distilled gin scented tear
deep within all of this murk
mired here down below
in order that no one will know
all the things I have resold
all of the lies I have retold
draped up in this truth
I have pursued since my youth
yet wishing these waters to clear
as a distilled gin scented tear
#secrets
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Secrets