I wrote this poem a few days ago and every word that is scratched out, underined and bold makes the hidden message in my poem which is the exact oppisite of what the poems says, the oppisite of what the person feels. I'll write the message below the poem :3 If flood of memories decend a sky,
How could souls forget love deprived?
Smother my lips with your lies,
let this fake reality be my life.
Thorns conclude my silver light
your betraying arms become my haven.
With my loss of memories death,
your loving lies fade away.
How many dreams, will I dream to make you real,
and make sure my heart you won't steal?
Look into my solumn eyes,
a longing that I cannot hide.
Don't betray our hidden past,
lets not pretened it didn't last.
Keep me oblivious to the truth
let my hope not shatter in stride.
The end is forlorn in my depths,
It dissapears in my denial.
Walk along the truth and lies.
Let it be, My Requiem.
Give me your fake heart and hidden tides,
I will accept them.
Don't say you don't love me
I cannot take it.
Flutter the leaves of our hopeless passion. This will be my demise.
Souls forget love,
your lies.
Fake reality betraying my haven.
Loss of death,
lies fade .
I make you real.
Solumn longing cannot hide.
Hidden past, pretend the truth shatter in forlorn depths.
Truth and lies, my Requiem.
Fake heart, hidden tides, accept them.
Don't love me,
Hidden passion will demise.
Artistic Repertoire · Fri Feb 29, 2008 @ 12:54am · 0 Comments
