Lying is the death of truth.
Tag: lying
Concealed
Destruction guaranteed when keeping a secret.
Pants Not On Fire
He didn’t lie. It’s a miracle!
Blonde Snake
how does a friend
look you in the eye
skipping not a beat
telling you an untruth
how does a friend
feel good about that
then just move along
without a conscience
how does a friend
call themselves a friend
a person who can be trusted
a person you can feel close to
how does a friend
continue to act innocent
double down on the original lie
get defensive and shame you
how does a friend
think to remain a connection
when truth means so little
when respect goes out the window
friends don’t do that
In Love With A Fictional Character
Inspired by John Coyote – Damn Those Eyes and Amazing Song
While I enjoyed John’s interpretation, I sunk into the song a bit deeper addressing the singer’s frustrated state. It took me back to a personal experience in my past.
stay
the mind
those ideas
the strength shown
the man behind the eyes
life
frustration
anger, disappointments, and angst
chronic and acute
our reality is deception
leave
enough
it’s enough
life is more important
than those damn eyes
Deception
Sometimes the evil villain is pretty.
Stephen W. Buchanan
Mixed Emotions
I thought you could,
I don’t know why,
but there you stood
watching me cry.
Not wanting to,
I wanted you
to see in me.
Sweet Little Lies
The lies you tell
smell oh, so sweet
That’s just as well
since I’m no treat
Unhappy pair
going nowhere
We made our shade
Seeing the Void
Palpitations
upon my soul
Deviations
left from the toll
of losing you
Or seeming to
in screams of dreams
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Stephen W. Buchanan enjoys writing poetry, especially in the ha’sonnet form. He publishes his ha’sonnets at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet” and occasionally elsewhere, often with a cat on his lap. You can read his first feature on The Short of It here.
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Mendacious
words to protect misdeeds
flicker off his lips easily
his assumptions of naivete
bolster the deception
built-up scenarios layered
completing the deception
the cunningness of the ruse
further widens the divide
of love’s innocence
ultimately breaking a heart
then moving on
to the next vulnerable target
with no conscience
to speak of
some will always be lying snakes
About Truth
you are innocent
until proven guilty
until you are
no longer innocent
in other words
i will believe you
until
i can’t believe you
Actions Of A Stranger
According to you, all that’s missing is a cape.
But your contribution is the bare minimum.
Turmoil abounds, and where are you?
You need a signal in the sky to see what’s
right there in front of you?
Emotional maintenance means nothing to you.
So many opportunities for growth missed or ignored.
My needs are on stand-by, yours apparently met.
And you’re still smiling and laughing while
it’s chilly in here. You never bring a coat.
So why are you acting like you’re a hero?
I Write Her 