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There's an answer that I'd like to know,
But you don't have to tell me so.
Forgive me if I need forgiving.
Do you need forgiving

Have you been untrue?
Have you been untrue?

I never see you round the courtyard.
We used to meet there every single day.
Is there a reason you don't want to see me?
I know your schedule hasn't change.

Have you been untrue?
Have you been untrue?

You used to walk right by my side,
And hold my hand throughout the day.
I wonder why you now avoid me?
Why is it now you stay away?

Have you been untrue?
Have you been untrue?
A little song about being a lovelorn teen-ager(though I am way past that stage in life)
I wrote in about three minutes
aj kamari May 15
3 untrue words.
2 fading loves.
1 shattered heart.
this will pass.
This is not just a tangible cold
But a chill in the heart
To say goodbye and love from afar
For the very one you held so dear
Became the root cause of many a fear
One never knows you're in the eye of the storm
Until you escape and look back
From the other side of the mirror
Things have now become clear
Uproot and cast away
The naysayers who sowed pitfalls in your way
Yet bid such not a bitter farewell
For hiding underneath that glossy shell
Unveiled a serpent you thought you knew so well

Sean Achilleos
April 4th, 2020

Sometimes the one closest to you is your biggest enemy...
words that came
out of your mouth
yet believable
so i believed you

now i’m aware
of this dishonest
true being
you stole my heart
and i’m claiming it
give it back to me.
Luiz Jan 22
I lie in bed
ears are flooding
eyes wide open
dazed and fading

emotions bursting
contortion fighting
the dam is giving
contortion failing

face gushing
hands cringing
get up burning
punching red smudges

my chest ripping
both arms pain crippling
restless kicking
I'm in love again

but hate you
you, the stranger
come to, discover
untrue honeydews

balling crawling
you withdrew my wall
withdrawing I now fall
don't know what to do
Diksha Prashar Dec 2019
Promises of stars and moon,
so unreal and untrue.
coming from mouth of person, who ruined you.
I still love you
5 years and 6 failed relationships later.
3 man in a year that's how messed up my life trying to replace you.
Rose Mar 2019
I put too much hope into you
Too much hope into a church, hoping I would learn to fit into it
Too much hope into a town, hoping I would learn to love it
Too much hope into friends that knew not of my soul
Into friends I had hoped would make time for me
Into people I had hoped would accept my beliefs because they accepted me
I put too much hope into a man who stunk of reckless and heartless ambition
Into a man I thought would love me before I loved myself
How wrong and twisted I was
And what a blessing I can see straight again
irony at it's finest
Badshah Khan Feb 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 59

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Eternal truth sincerely believes a unique path.
Might be vexing or arduous.But it's never changed
from the day one of my divine Beloved creation,
who the eternal verity!

Untrue universally support the innumerable path.
It constantly changes, typically based upon his constant desire.
Like the devil path, who the deceit bitterly cursed, and evildoer.

Choose wisely, which possible path.
You naturally want to walk constantly.

Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Anya Sep 2018
When you look at me
You instantly stereotype
My glassses
My skin color
You can probably guess I’m book smart
You’d be right
You can guess I’m introverted
You’d be semi right
You can guess I’m not naturally very athletic
You’d be right
You can guess my ethnicity
You’d probably be right
You can guess a lot of things
And there’s a high chance you’d be right for many of them


What about those things,
You’d never guess?
I bet you’d never believe I was a Goalie
You probably don’t know I write poetry
I’m learning Chinese
I ran six miles in fifth grade
I enjoy acting
I’m an atheist
I have a mild obsession with Asian light novels
The list goes on...

But still,
The point here is
There’s a lot of things you don’t see

About me

About everyone

I’m just as guilty of judging as anyone else
We humans tend to categorize,
A lot
From the perspective of an American girl whose parents are from India.
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