Black Poetry : lies via telephone

Passionfruit005

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lies via telephone

i sit there patiently as you explain your story to me
of what had happened,
to me
and whut had happened was..........
it seem to be unbelievable
like a someone spotting a giant telling a tall tell in neverland
how much do u believe?
you tell me tales of heartache
sadness, loss to which i want to believe
to some extent, then again for your sake and you sanity
i wish not to believe.
my mind traveling many mile stones
walking a mile and back, so silence becomes me
as my words shy towards the back of my thoughts, to which my
voice becomes unheard.
you ask me whut it is i am thinking of
and in a quick reply i say Christmas,
then look towards the brightly lit
Christmas tree, thinking of the angels we trap behind glass,
that lights up our hopes and dreams on an evergreen Christmas tree
tha angels that we deny the freedom to be
. so to bring us Christmas glee
to the worlds that hang like ornaments around them to keep them company
you continue to fill my head up with lies,
things that have to be unthinkable or untrue
at least in my mind for your sake i hope they are fibs far from the truth, but
who am i to deny truth?
the strangled silence between us tells an awful truth that
we have indeed grown apart. but instead
we deny this inclination and continue to fake friendliness and laughter.
you on a quest for knowledge on a road to discovery
maybe of who we really are, and i,
digging pot holes, and traps to keep things the way they are.
answering your questions with i don't kno, or somethin confusing, to run you off track
muttering lies, thorough this lowly receiver, hoping you don't pull my card
and thinking maybe through the wire on your side of town
your hoping the same thing
you telling stories im not quick to believe
and askin questions im not quick to answer
for truths im not ready to kno, so i answer whut u want to hear,
and ask nothing even close.
feeling somehow trapped behind the comfort of my lies,
trapped behind tha glass
as if placed on a display, with a lime light or possible red or green...
trying to escape if only i could,
but wanting for u , to bring
hope joy and glee at all tha same time....
but i sit there with this phone in hand, ready to receive your lies
So on my side of the phone, laughing at ya horrible lying skills,
and possibly on the other side you cry



lately my minds been wandering but i've been to far behind to catch up so excuse me if i've lost my train of thought because im still back here lookin for the keys* meaning sorry if i confused u *
 

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