fresh lies

fresh lies

A Poem by Nickjohnson
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jsut what i think about being honest.

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Honestly honesty is overrated, winds lie when whispering soft melodies

Of creation off the breaths of flowers below. Truth is observation in the eyes of nature and her hidden ventures are often frosted with rain in the night. Dew, pierced by light often reveal secluded webs weaved under a symphony of cacophony, that follows being entwined with such deceit. We are taught through hard lessons that it is better to lie and escape than be solemn and punishable. What good does honesty do the mind?

It demeans the gifts our God has given us, does it not?

To protrude from the pools of existence and be not creative with junctions in life.

Let the mind wander, and words float from softened lips that curve around and sing to the limitless nature of the mind.

Nature;

It’s deceitful.

 

© 2008 Nickjohnson


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JC
It is true that when it comes to self preservation, humans with say or do anything and although adults lie, it is not in childrens nature to do so. They are simply taught the ways of the world.

I found this to be a very interesting and open view of the world as well as a different perspective on nature.

Kudos!
JC

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on June 3, 2008

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