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Truths

If the pieces fall where they may,
Why is the sun still in the day?
Too rash are shadows there in the dark
Too harsh are pieces to learn to lark.
How sweet the sound of silence grows
How cruel the chorus of crows now lows.
When truth be told, truth does not lie
The sound of which is one, low sigh.
Still is the night that does not create
The visual murders of my fate.
Laugh is the lie not always false
Fast is the beat of the heart and the pulse.
Pen is the word that cuts into you
Scarlet are words, one bright hue.
All these words are best at least
True for all, even those deceased.
But do you know that behind the lines,
There are more than just words and rhymes?

Author notes

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  • Myheartshapedbox
    November 7

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    Very thought provoking . I love The lines:Laugh is the lie not always false
    Fast is the beat of the heart and the pulse. Pen is the word that cuts into you
    Scarlet are words, one bright hue.   Nice you really cut to The core.


  • TecumsehRoz
    November 3

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    Favorite lines of the poem are "How sweet the sound of silence grows
    How cruel the chorus of crows now lows." I absolutely loved this poem very visual. Best of luck to you.


  • GraveyardGoddess
    November 2

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    Heyyy.

    First poem I read from this contest.
    I have been a tad delayed lately.
    This was fantastic, I adored your rhymes.
    I am very glad I read this first.
    gives me good hopes for the rest.
    I am adding this to the finalists.
    Thank you for entering darling.
    good luck, xox


  • Forgotten Lilith
    October 29

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    This poem is very cryptic and after reading it a few times, I think I really understand what you mean. I can especially relate to these lines:
    Too rash are shadows there in the dark
    Too harsh are pieces to learn to lark.
    How sweet the sound of silence grows
    How cruel the chorus of crows now lows.
    When truth be told, truth does not lie
    The sound of which is one, low sigh.


  • Forgotten Lilith
    October 24
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    Thank you

    Thank you for entering an original poem. When I read this,
    "But do you know that behind the lines,
    There are more than just words and rhymes?"
    I had to go back and read the poem for a second time to try and decode the meaning. Would you mind replying and elaborating on what you mean a little more? Thank you for entering my contest, "Can you cheer me up?". Best wishes.


    • WordsAndWits
      October 27

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      Absolutely.

      By the last lines I was trying to portray to the reader that all that I was saying were not just random thoughts. I had a serious objection while writing this: Words are what make the world go 'round, as the old cliche may go. I wanted to create an image that people could see but I needed them to go deeper and see that by this poem I think adults, children, and all people should read more poetry. I used many lines to show how I was feeling and that you can relate to this simply by understanding more.

      I hope this helped to explain,
      - Caroline


  • Beautiful-N-Broken silver member
    October 24

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    Love the write. The flow is excellent in it and if it were a book I'd not be able to put it down for the world of me. Thanks so much for entering and good luck in my contest!

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