What Has Always Been True

The world seems fine,

whilst I am blind;

though it may turn blue,

when I am without you.

And your words

may be filled with

wretched lies,

but mine have always

been linked to

what has always been

so very true.

Author's Note

A "spur of the moment" poem that had taken me all but five minutes to write. Hopefully all you wonderful people enjoy it!

Reviews

[Emily]

Love it!!!
The rhyming is just awesome!
Keep it up!

[Ella]

Strong emotions. Short and to the point. Good read!

[dan]

At times in our lives lies seem to flutter around like blowing snowflakes, a cold and wet cover for truths buried hard onto the earth's surface. But as long as truth can prevail vs. lie in the end then hope can clear its throat to announce its presence, exposing lies like preposterous alibis. A very nice spur of the moment, Brian! take care...dan

[ANTO]

Blue could be the blues or it could be the blue of the adage 'the air turned blue' - filled with anger and vehemence but whatever the case - the cause is the same. The feeling of being lied to is a horrible one. But for some only lies will do or heartbreak will ensue.

[θεά]

Like the play of binaries in this poem, Rez. The persistence of vision, the presence of melancholia, all dependent on external stimuli or impetus. Suffered by the naive narrator, whose innocence and optimism is not contingent on the same externalia which motivates him to capture such observations.

Keep the faith alive, Rez. Always.