All poems found containing the word truth
Jasmyne Sherdan "most have ceased to even recognize the truth among these fables. I've noticed that t"

“You’re perfect.”
“You’re worthless.”
                                  “You’re able.”
  “You will fail.”                                                          ­                                  “You’re empowered.”
                                                          “Y­ou’re weak.”
    “Be you.”                                
                                                             ­             “Let us fix you.”      
          
This is just the start to the plethora of lies that constantly contradict themselves through lustful eyes that objectify and ads that give the “flawless formula” that may just grant you one glance from that wayfaring guy.
One second it’s edification and the next it’s an abundance of filthily crippling lies; most have ceased to even recognize the truth among these fables. I’ve noticed that the paradox of perfection that we are feeding this generation has poisoned them.
They’ve lost their direction because the messages endlessly alter and they are now left with the enchantingly eerie tune of rejection. The consistency they long for is constantly being drowned in the depth of the repudiation brought on by this culture and its lies.
It’s reached the climax at which they no longer know what it is they should despise.
So they despise themselves.
Heartbreakingly unaware that they are loved,
Wanted,
And free.

Gary L Misch "Where only truth lives,"

March silent by me
For I finally sleep.
In life,
They made me march to music,
And those who never wore my colors
Called me hero.
Now,
I'm thankful that
I needn't hear their voices,
For I live within a land
Of eternal sleep,
Where only truth lives,
So we call each other
Only by
Our rightful names.

Natasha "Why do people twist the truth"

The story of my life is a puzzle
I gave a piece to different people
If they had to assemble the truth
I wonder if they would do it right
Or would they still try to fit in a lie
It seems there is always at least one
Who cannot resist to give it a twist


~Natasha~

May 22, 2013
Frknmidget "Truth"

Candlelight throws glow
Of a thousand frowns,
Sprays glimmer of red-
As soft curls fall down,

The soft subtle bleed
Of a shadow on face
Shows yesterdays smile,
Now gone with no trace-

To be found, says the heart
You must first find a flame,
The fire of love,
Has a need,
For such pain..

Terry Collett "tell him the truth"

Much too late
for thoughts
of what her father
might say

Fay went with you
to the Globe cinema
in Camberwell Green
a right fleapit of a place

but the film
you wanted to see
was on there
Daniel Boone

all about the Old West
and after it was over
and you came out
into the bright sunlight

your eyes felt
over whelmed
after the darkness
of the cinema

what did you think?
you asked
Fay said
yes it was good

not the sort of film
Daddy would have let me see
well he won't know
you've seen it

will he
you said
unless he asks me
then I'll have to

tell him the truth
she said
why would he ask?
you looked at her

standing there
with her fair hair
and lovely blue eyes
he might ask me

what I have done today
she said
her eyes beginning
to show signs of fear

maybe he won't
you said
just tell him
you've been studying

American history
she looked at her hands
he doesn't like America
or Americans

she said
well you don't have to
like something to study it
I have to do it all week

at school
you said
maybe he won't ask
she said softly

looking at you
fiddling with her fingers
distract him
tell him something else

talk about a butterfly
you saw on the bombsite
she looked at you
and smiled

you don't know him
he'll ask me
what sort of butterfly
and I won't know

and he'll know
I've been lying
and that will mean
being punished

she looked up the street
toward the bus stop
we had better be getting back
she said

he'll be home soon
ok
you said
and took her hand

and walked toward
the bus stop and waited
for the bus
if I told my mother

the truth all the time
she'd have a nervous breakdown
it's more kinder
to keep her happy

in innocent bliss
of what I get up to
Fay looked haunted
and was silent

she still held your hand
a fading bruise just visible
on her upper arm
where her dresses sleeve

moved
how about some ice-cream
when we get back
I've got a Shilling

given to me
by my old man yesterday?
she hesitated
ok I’d like that

she said
and when the bus
came along
you both got on

and sat next
to each other
downstairs near
the conductor

watching the scenes
of passing people
and traffic go by
but a special place

in your mind and heart
of Fay
next to you
quiet and shy.

Corey Christ Lyrical Worship "The truth is real don't suppress it"

Reflective intercessions  
With my Rabbi teaching me lessons.
Thinking about my undeserved blessings
How at times I stumble
And is it not humble .
When I think my living  is impressive
Ponder my past push play in my perspective
How can I see a mirror and just be partially reflective.
Guess its the fact that I see my body and thing I have grown.
I should look into my optics..
The windows to my soul.
There are only two options
Serve God or Sheol
Deep down I know..
Life and death.
The truth is real don't suppress it
Now check the lyrical expression..
Satan is waiting
Anxiously anticipating
For me to fall he loves corrupting Gods creation..
He wants me big headed feeling myself like masturbation
While he eating my soul, mastication
But to Jesus my life shows dedication
Walking with God I don't identify with procrastination..
Yet time  passes...
And how do I hold God close..
Attacked by worldly passions
Time is hand and hand with deaths approach..
Control fate like when we crush crawling a roach
Its cool to be a man's man
But if Christ was one, would there have been holes in his hands
Cause clearly it was in line with Gods plan..
Holding on to what is cool its like holding on to sand ....
Pointless ...
Nevertheless..
I am giving it my best...
Reflective moments only partial when I am looking at flesh
God is using me
Satan wants to abuse me..
Entice me with demonic opportunities
Like have sex with that chick with the big booty...
Challenges but I am not stupid
No I am not stooping
To a level below Gods standard
Reflective to see if I'm walking in Gods planning

Morgan Hanchulak "e I'd rather melt wrecklessly into your truth than stand firmly in your lies."

Between a shaking voice and frozen palms, I am begging you to shine a light all over this. Illuminate every place from the top of my skull to the soles of my feet that you have fallen out of love with. Just don't breathe deeply & leave me with a half-hearted kiss in the dark again. Steal the shining hope right out of my eye sockets because I'd rather melt wrecklessly into your truth than stand firmly in your lies.

Henry Yarbrough "In my truth"

You are night song
The ocean in breeze
In my truth
Is where you belong
A touch in the morning
And I am down on my knees
Speaki of destiney
Say you
I  am not wrong  
Your smile to sustain  me
Though kingdom may come
Nightstars fall into  the sea
Lifeblood of my soul
You are become
Without you
I am no longer
                       Me.                  Hy

Brittany Jackson "And the truth is, if you asked for the truth, I'd lie"

It's those moments, when we're laying in the bed.I kiss your shoulder and you know what I meant.
Look me in the eyes and smile that perfect smile.
You kiss the top of my head and you're driving me wild.

I can only have these moments with you.

I've never felt this way, never felt so safe.
I've never tried so hard to wait.
And when I start to worry, that you might leave me lonely.
I remember all-nighters on my sisters couch, the first time that you took me out.
The way you held me when I cried and stood beside me all damn night.
Promise that you would stay and anyways...

I can only have these moments, with you.
I can only feel this way, for you.
Only think all day about you.
And the truth is, if you asked for the truth, I'd lie.
But I think I'll love you till the day I die.

silentwriter "I speak from my heart so its always truth"

Its the end of

A new eara hope

This Makes it more

Clearer cos when im

Done im gonna disapear

Back to my kingdom

Of freedom I fear none

I am part of a wasted youth

I speak from my heart so its always truth

I found no proof to
Your existence

Or why I was forced to
Listern to your words which were suppose to be wisdom

All they lead me to was
Prison real nightmares

Your vision of hell but here

I am with this story to tell

I am a sick man with a
Dangerous plan

And thats to stand on
My own feet and fight
With no option of defeat

Compete at the highest

Cos im righteous with a pen

So I might just come one

Better then them

The rest who have to

Struggle with breath

When there put to the test

I cause stress and aggravation

I will die for this spot I stand on no hesitation

This is my only dedication

To leave the human minds in pre-occuptions

With my rhymes and documentations

No lie.s just facts making

Marks on national flags

Like hoodlumes spraying

Tags on walls but I.ll do it for a cause to free all inocent CRIMINALS !!!!!!!!

 
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