Cover my eyes
and tell me more lies
ever so sweet.
No matter how dark it is
veil me in deceit.
Forever sate me
but you can hate me
when I'm under six feet
but right now veil me in deceit.
It is just an illusion
the pretty ribbons and bows
dot our i's and cross our t's
this is how conformity goes.
All of this fluff
makes a pretty scene
underneath the filth
not so clean.
Heed my words
do you get what I mean?
So live this life of illusions
with concussions and contusions.
Rush headlong and meet
and never push back this veil of deceit.
Author notes
heart....this is option 3...
hope it is what you are looking for..some people choose to live their life in the sand..this is for them..
I am sure this will be edited..not quite happy with the flow..
A contest entry
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875 points, ended October 6, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
honesty please...
Comments
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"So live this life of illusions
With concussions and contusions"
My favorite part.
This was a good write.
Thanks for sharing -
veil of deceit...
I felt every word here Sis. I am amazed at how much pretense there is in relationships and everyday life. You certainly brought this into the light!
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thank you so much my sister..my muse has been with me..
blessings..
namaste..
r
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