The Secret
When I look back at all
That was done and said,
All of us finding ways to hurt
Each other, when that kept secret
Of months got revealed.
The secret affair of loving someone
That wasn’t your partner,
But as hard and painful
That might have been upon our hearts,
Neither of us had known we would feel that
Way about someone.
Loving someone secretly for
All those months,
Lies, cheating, having taken
Apart of my heart to give away to another.
Keeping such a thing to yourself,
Is the worst pain on any human?
Knowing that you can’t tell a soul,
What you doing behind close doors.
Heart wrenching, mischievous,
Wandering around with perverted thoughts
Of another one.
The secret that killed so many hearts,
The secret that end relations,
The secret that will forever linger around,
Closed doors to those in the unknown.
That was done and said,
All of us finding ways to hurt
Each other, when that kept secret
Of months got revealed.
The secret affair of loving someone
That wasn’t your partner,
But as hard and painful
That might have been upon our hearts,
Neither of us had known we would feel that
Way about someone.
Loving someone secretly for
All those months,
Lies, cheating, having taken
Apart of my heart to give away to another.
Keeping such a thing to yourself,
Is the worst pain on any human?
Knowing that you can’t tell a soul,
What you doing behind close doors.
Heart wrenching, mischievous,
Wandering around with perverted thoughts
Of another one.
The secret that killed so many hearts,
The secret that end relations,
The secret that will forever linger around,
Closed doors to those in the unknown.
© Chimnese Davids, All rights reserved
Poetry Potluck 27 , Lies, Deception and Misrepresentation ( this poem was also published on my Allpoetry page)
5 comments:
time to reveal, heal, and move on,
eloquent and poetic words.
A++
Happy Potluck.
cant agree more chimnese.. here's my potluck http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/01/25/paper-scribbles/
wow! very strong.
very strong :-) Loved it !
puch! This reads not much like a sweet joyous time at all but a fearful one, filled with dread. It is hard to enjoy in that case. Well done! :)
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