A secret buried
Blooms lies, and in time, they turn
Themselves, to secrets.
Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
Golden is silence
For words coarse and fine, still bear
Hard truths, or sweet lies.
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 10:56 AM UTC
A promise well made
Holds no more worth than the truth
In its intention.
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 7:13 AM UTC
The moral compass
Matters not, should one choose to
Not look where it points.
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 4:11 AM UTC
Twist them in harder,
Unkind words into my heart;
Your silence hurts more.
Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 7:01 AM UTC
A truth told with charm
Gets better heard, than one yelled
Out often and loud.
Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 2:16 PM UTC
Toward life's sunset
I walk, and my shadow grows
Longer with each step.
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 8:22 PM UTC
No farewell hurts more
Than one never truly said
When the moment came.
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 8:06 PM UTC
Victors grab spoils of
War waged, and won; The fallen
Claim nothing but rest.
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 3:19 PM UTC
The last ever roar
Of the mighty lion fades;
The vultures gather.
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 1:08 PM UTC