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Loving Lies

 

 

 

You kiss me underneath the moon as the sun bleeds away it's pain

When the storm comes it's you who brushes my hair from my face

Hidden beside me in the mountain from wild horse stampedes is you

All I've ever wanted to hear flows like a melody from your lips

Who could ask for more than all they've ever imagined

I often wonder and feel guilty for doing so

but I wonder if it's wrong or too much to hope for

when I wish it were all true

Perhaps if you really did love me the way you pretend

I too could then give you something back

For now I shall sinfully accept the lies selfishly

Pretend that I'm not a fool

While you're busy lieing, tell yourself I love you too

 

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A contest entry for:
Long Ago When Mercury Descended High On The Moon (OPTIONS!!!!) !
prompt:
7.
All I can say is you showed me how to live, but living a lie is the reason my heart doesn't want to give.
Poem 1
The image above is at: someonehelp.glogster.com/kiss-me/

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  • Poetic-Theorem silver member
    November 7

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    Brilliant penning dear
    The opening line sets th stage for a write filled with imagery..very interesting approached that is sadlt true for many..one choosies to give into lies and turn his or head away from realitiy...thus one turns love into a game of truth or dare where the biggest challege is to prend that one loves the other..Vell well penned..wish you the very best..♥♥ david


  • xxuglyducklingxx
    November 7

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    Hmmmmmm..................................................................................................................................................................................................................

    First of all, I must say the first line of this is enough to lay a pen down to in itself. The way you phrased it's destiny was insanely wicked. I especially loved the ending. So predictable but yet the surprise rebirthed the poem through skinned knees that beg for it's own eventuality. Brava on a great write. Keep up the great work. Thank you for entering and Good Luck in the contest. Keep Writing.