Sunday, February 3, 2013

TRUST SHADOWED.





 

Wrapped in a colorful gift box
With an equally bright bow
Upon opening the box
Lay all those things told.
The promises
Dreams of togetherness
The kindled romance
Oh! those sweet nothings
The words, endearing
And dripping sweet
Words oft repeated
One comes to believe.
Now, laid bare across the floor
They were nothing but
Well crafted lies to the core.

For - dVerse Poets     
Posted by at

11 comments:

  1. ClaudiaFebruary 3, 2013 at 1:05 PM

    ugh..it's tough when in the unwrapping you discover the lies where you thought was truth...dark shadows for sure...ugh...

    ReplyDelete
  2. sharmilaFebruary 3, 2013 at 4:51 PM

    Beautifully woven words Janu..

    ReplyDelete
  3. AnonymousFebruary 3, 2013 at 4:54 PM

    Well crafted to be sure. And the hot flood of embarrassment for getting duped.

    ReplyDelete
  4. MaryFebruary 3, 2013 at 5:33 PM

    And perhaps a SHADOW of what could have been / should have been. And which one wished to have been.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Sabio LantzFebruary 3, 2013 at 6:25 PM

    Many lies are not intentional -- only time turns them into lies.
    To believe in unchanging feeling and unchanging people
    makes us an accomplice in the apparent lie.
    Our own fear-based hopes feeds our over-reads.
    Thanx for making me think.

    ReplyDelete
  6. AnonymousFebruary 3, 2013 at 6:33 PM

    A whole different take on shadows - what's left behind, what shadows truth, shadows of words - all very interesting. Certainly the "wrapped upness" of it implies intentionality. k.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Brian MillerFebruary 3, 2013 at 7:37 PM

    oh dang, nice hook there in the end...what we think gifts ending up being lies...it is painful...and a fresh spin on light and shadow as well...i like...smiles.

    ReplyDelete
  8. ayalaFebruary 3, 2013 at 7:48 PM

    Lies so hard and painful...nice write. :(

    ReplyDelete
  9. Saru SinghalFebruary 5, 2013 at 12:45 AM

    The beginning was so beautiful and the ending extremely painful. Magic of words, I would say. Why the promises are not true? I loved the way you used the expression, 'lying across the floor.'

    ReplyDelete
  10. PurbaFebruary 5, 2013 at 3:57 AM

    Disenchantment unwrapped?

    ReplyDelete
  11. Dave KingFebruary 5, 2013 at 7:43 PM

    And, more to the point perhaps, a well crafted poem. The truth will out, they say - and sometimes it's the truth that's hardest of all. Maybe this wasn't a happy write, but it is a good read.

    ReplyDelete

Thank you for visiting and sharing your thought.

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)