Eyes and Lies

I am almost certain those were eyes that peeked out 

from behind the creeping slow vine

over there in the rock garden, around half past four

it was cloudy that day, and I couldn't be sure

if the shadows did lie or my eyes were playing tricks

quiet foot monsters padded down disappointing red rings

roaming somewhere in the back end of yes

wondering how it changed to maybe, then no

screaming silence gives

endless repetition of what if's without sound

trying against reason to make sense 

of nonsense

of flat lined contact, 

I don't buy it

when did this pathway become so obstructed

cluttered with invisible shields

how did these feelings plant themselves blocking our view

reckless abandon while chasing wrong raindrops

left us drenched under this menancing dark cloud

so many hang-ups

no messages and yet,

I know it was you

drama unheeded

why don't you speak,

truth...

Reviews

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

hi! very descriptive, nostalgivc, ; i really liked this poem. ----mishel

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, I will be by soon

[iamimaginary]

I think you shine a light on the dark garden path we have all found ourselves wondering along sometimes.

[Alisa Js]

Thank you for the kind words.

Aloha ;-)

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This poem made me wish ever so much that I had a weapon....any sharp weapon.
So that I could cut through all of the obstacles and space between. I was emotionally
compelled to act. Your words had an effect on me.

[Alisa Js]

Thank you ZM,

I am flattered and will be by soon.

Alisa ;-)

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~~ ohhhhhh... this is a stunning piece... and even though it has many brilliant lines and images... the lines that struck me the most were...

"screaming silence gives
endless repetition of what if's without sound"

~~ some people just don't communicate... and this piece reminds me of them... ~~ there were times when i used to blame myself if they didn't communicate with me... but now i know that very few people realize that it's crucial for every human being to communicate... else there can be terrible misunderstandings... ~~ i'm also reminded of the time when i didn't communicate... because i was just so locked up in my own head that i thought no one would comprehend my truth... ~~ and... i now know... that i was being rather insensitive to many people at the time...

~~ this is an incredibly thought-provoking piece that triggers many thoughts...

[Alisa Js]

Thank you serah,

I too, have wondered why there are those who say 'yes'.... and yet, I think they really mean 'maybe' which then turns to 'no'

Why don't they say what they mean in the first place? And mean what they say, you know what I mean?

Pun totally intended...

;-)

Alisa

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~~ you're very welcome... ~~ when i was ambiguous and vague in the way that i communicated, it was because i was bottled up inside... and i used to think that no one would understand my perspective on anything... and i was extremely insecure because of some terrible experiences... ~~ i learnt how to communicate very late in life and even now i hesitate sometimes... ~~ i didn't realize i was hurtful... till i hurt someone i absolutely did not want to hurt... and caused him immense pain...