Poems about Secrets
#secrets
Poems about secrets, keeping the truth hidden from others, or finding out people have been keeping secrets from you. Poems about the burden of carrying a personal secret throughout your life, also poetry about secrets in relationships, families and society.
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Whispers in the Shadows: Embracing the Unseen Journey
In the heart of night, beneath the moon's soft glow,
I wandered paths where shadows dance and secrets flow.
Through the corridors of memory, past the doors of Big Daddy's light,
I traced the echoes of laughter, and the whispers of the night.
Among the revelry and music, a darker tale unfolds,
Of energies unseen, of futures untold.
A dream of teeth falling out, a harbinger of despair,
A warning unheeded, floating in the air.
I stood amidst the entertainment, a sentinel in the crowd,
Bearing witness to a shadow, silent yet loud.
I reached out...
I wandered paths where shadows dance and secrets flow.
Through the corridors of memory, past the doors of Big Daddy's light,
I traced the echoes of laughter, and the whispers of the night.
Among the revelry and music, a darker tale unfolds,
Of energies unseen, of futures untold.
A dream of teeth falling out, a harbinger of despair,
A warning unheeded, floating in the air.
I stood amidst the entertainment, a sentinel in the crowd,
Bearing witness to a shadow, silent yet loud.
I reached out...
#strength
#secrets
#emotional #PersonalGrowth
#emotional #PersonalGrowth
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SKELETONS IN THE CLOSET
Skeletons in the closet.
What truth do I hide?
I might share, I might be honest.
Telling you my dark secrets isn't wise
Just let them be in the dark
Never expose
If I do it could be at a park
Secluded and what else, who knows?
If I tell you my tainted secret
Then you could regret it
Why?
Cause with you it wouldn't be the same
Things would change and maybe be some pain.
But don't you worry
Things aren't that way
No damage done, no bad story
Just don't open my closet where my...
What truth do I hide?
I might share, I might be honest.
Telling you my dark secrets isn't wise
Just let them be in the dark
Never expose
If I do it could be at a park
Secluded and what else, who knows?
If I tell you my tainted secret
Then you could regret it
Why?
Cause with you it wouldn't be the same
Things would change and maybe be some pain.
But don't you worry
Things aren't that way
No damage done, no bad story
Just don't open my closet where my...
#dark
#secrets
#TruthOfLife
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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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Betrayal by the Women Within

#secrets
#family
#betrayal #sensual
#betrayal #sensual
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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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Wake Up!
Time marches on, relentless, unstirred,
Unaware of events,
Events that might alter
The very essence of our shared realm.
The cosmic web shifts, threads anew,
Neither the present
Nor the future
Can claim certainty's helm.
A mist obscures our collective sight,
Save for a few who stand in the light.
Fed with spoonfuls of crafted tales,
Our minds shaped to fit their scales.
We wander through life's foggy veil,
Like somnambulists on a well-trodden trail.
Conditioned beings in an endless cycle,
To...
Unaware of events,
Events that might alter
The very essence of our shared realm.
The cosmic web shifts, threads anew,
Neither the present
Nor the future
Can claim certainty's helm.
A mist obscures our collective sight,
Save for a few who stand in the light.
Fed with spoonfuls of crafted tales,
Our minds shaped to fit their scales.
We wander through life's foggy veil,
Like somnambulists on a well-trodden trail.
Conditioned beings in an endless cycle,
To...
#conflict
#secrets
#politics
#freedom
#responsibility
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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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Secrets
I collect them you know
like shiny little baubles
meant to stay hidden
pulled out only in solitude
Turned over and over
studied
reviewed
savored
For each one is flavored
with a taste of honey
with a tingly memory
a tartness of verity
Some still embarrass
others just harass
social sensibilities
ruffle up civil society
Shattering all that piety
people like to wear
like some phony crown
or a debutante gown
like shiny little baubles
meant to stay hidden
pulled out only in solitude
Turned over and over
studied
reviewed
savored
For each one is flavored
with a taste of honey
with a tingly memory
a tartness of verity
Some still embarrass
others just harass
social sensibilities
ruffle up civil society
Shattering all that piety
people like to wear
like some phony crown
or a debutante gown
#secrets
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Illusion

#regret
#secrets
#sex
#lies
#betrayal
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My Shards
It is so often hard to pass
all of this reflecting glass
without stopping to take a look
to somehow reopen this book
Catch a glimpse inside
of all that I still hide
right here in plain sight
right here within the write
For my ink never lies
with all of its alibis
to cover up all my sin
clearly written upon my skin
As I recall each glassy touch
even those I felt too much
how they all leave a trace
a blushed smile upon my face
For these deeds I have done
have always had...
all of this reflecting glass
without stopping to take a look
to somehow reopen this book
Catch a glimpse inside
of all that I still hide
right here in plain sight
right here within the write
For my ink never lies
with all of its alibis
to cover up all my sin
clearly written upon my skin
As I recall each glassy touch
even those I felt too much
how they all leave a trace
a blushed smile upon my face
For these deeds I have done
have always had...
#confessional
#secrets
#mirror
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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They won’t believe you anyway.
A neurological pathos of nightmares
spins webs of malignancy winding through
my mind.
It breeds a silent desperation for which
I isolate in kind.
Blood pressure forces the mercury
to climb as I’m blistered by an anger
that I simply cannot find.
Terrorizing memories looped to
constantly remind.
Tuned for war in laboratories that do not
exist. To speak such things is insanity, so
in lies the perfection.
Led beside the still waters where there
wasn’t a reflection.
Free to reverse engineer our deepest ...
spins webs of malignancy winding through
my mind.
It breeds a silent desperation for which
I isolate in kind.
Blood pressure forces the mercury
to climb as I’m blistered by an anger
that I simply cannot find.
Terrorizing memories looped to
constantly remind.
Tuned for war in laboratories that do not
exist. To speak such things is insanity, so
in lies the perfection.
Led beside the still waters where there
wasn’t a reflection.
Free to reverse engineer our deepest ...
#secrets
#war
#hypocrisy #revenge
#hypocrisy #revenge
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