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The Truth Sonnet #1
Say to the midnight,
Once only to the world
That there is no light,
Shining like new born peals.
To give once unto the sun,
Tomorrow what it may give
To have a little fun
And maybe once live.
But what's the purpose of a game,
If you're not going to win
Someone must end up in shame
And may twice come again.
So let it be given and told
So maybe, someday, it'll all unfold.
Introduction
Look around you
There's hidden thoughts
Hidden truth
In everyone.
In him and in her.
The one to your left,
The one to your right,
Truth lies beneath the
Surface of eyes in everyone.
Also, there's truth in me.
Spoken in words
That maybe you'll understand/
Who I am
What I am.
And these are the truth poems
by *name not being displayed*.
Nobody
Am I somebody
That you look up to?
Am I somebody
That could give the final cue,
Oh what I would give
To hear you say yes
To hear I deserve to live.
But in that final episode
I never made it to the top.
So when I am gone.
I
Am
Simply
Nobody.
Complicated Nature
Sometimes things are better left unsaid
To never state the true nature
Of what's on your mind.
Sometimes it's rather simpler
To keep the unknown inside,
Because some people just won't understand,
It's horrid to be left in that confusing silence,
To state your complicating self
To the ones thought ignorant.
It's not that, and have me my trust.
It's just they do not know you,
After all, they don't live your life.
Sometimes things are just better left unsaid.
Your mind, a cruel subject that is
It fights and it yells, and it doesn't particularly like you.
I guess you could say your mind is rather selfish.
Because
Sometimes
Things
Just
Shouldn't
Be
Said.
The Fight
Speak your mind
Like no one cares.
It's okay because I tell you
Silence isn't worth the tears,
Be your one and only self
The who you desire most.
That person that seeks behind the curtain,
Believe me, they're not the one who's lost.
You're lost and find
Your way out.
No matter how many times you holler
Scream, or even shout.
You must find you.
You must find the one
Lurking beneath your eyes,
And only then have you won.
Won the true battle of life,
The one that most struggle with.
The fight that occurs
Inside the shadow and mist.
I suppose you wish to know this fight
If you haven't already guessed.
It's terrible, and some never find a way out
Leaving them lost and only stressed.
It's truly the only battle
That makes life a true struggle.
Look me in the eyes as I speak,
So you can break from your own bubble.
Find who you are
Who you long to truly be,
Find yourself in you
Because then in life, you'll see.
Consequences
More or less?
Do I ask
Which is better?
Which forms a mask,
More, I could hide
Myself from the world
By being someone I'm not,
Hide behind many a curl.
If I choose more
I could be more than this
And nobody would, or could
Even second guess,
That this is who I am not
But rather what I wish to be.
Travel in thy world
Across all the seven seas.
But to be more
I would have to be seen against thy shadow
To be heard in the least bit of a quiet whisper.
I couldn't just live in my happy meadow.
So maybe, just maybe
I wish to be less though.
But then what would this bring,
Would everyone know?
If I was a little hush
In concrete silence,
Never changing
The internal science.
If I could say no to you
Never look you in the eyes
Never would you think me bad,
Because I wouldn't have to lie.
I wouldn't have to play pretend
Like a little girl in her fairy land
In far off distance: imagination
Little enough to not know the time sand.
I could be just me
Not famous, and unknown.
Full of many ideas,
That' will never be shown.
So my true dilemma is
Which consequence must I choose
To live inside myself,
Or live inside of who?
- by XxToxicKittyRawrxX |
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- | Submitted on 11/11/2012 |
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- Title: The Truth Collections
- Artist: XxToxicKittyRawrxX
- Description: These are my poems that I wrote in order to express what I think about all the time, internal conflicts and more. I have a sonnet, 2 blank verse, and then 3 others. Enjoy (:.
- Date: 11/11/2012
- Tags: truth collections poems original conflict
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Comments (3 Comments)
- XxToxicKittyRawrxX - 11/16/2012
- Well, no, techincally not because it's not about love. Though, I'm much like Elizabeth Barret Browning, and I break that rule. I follow the normal ABABCDCDEFEFGG rhyme scheme though. :b.
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- LaffyTaffyTasty - 11/15/2012
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The truth sonnet, wasn't a sonnet.
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- Cateux - 11/11/2012
- Absolutely love it! I got truth-gooses from these. It's so elaborate that even if you can't sympathize with the writing, you can empathize to understand the tone of what it expresses.
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