One Sided

People see what they want to see

They see one side of me.

Tis my darkeness they fear,

though they see it not.
Yet the seek to lift it from me.

Asunder me,

from myself.

Take from me,

that which is my own.

That which is part of me.

They see one side of me.

The side they can bear to see.

Oh, the hearts of men,

weak in their folly,

driven by desire,

blinded by lust,

crushed by darkness.

For they only see one side.

Reviews

[AcasualPawn]

Good poem.. But thats not true generally like... Men are not dogs

And its not like people see what they wanted to see.. Its totally wrong again

People see what i wanted them to see..

Well your poem is correct generally and is good..

[Clairvoyant]

Hi,

when I said the hearts of men, I meant humankind not men in general. I did not mean offence. People are people. People do sometimes only see what they want to see though, attach their fantasies onto a person rather than see that person for who they are. I write for me anyway, but I'm glad you enjoyed even though you seem to not entirely agree with it.

[AcasualPawn]

I totally agree with you.......

But people see, what i wanted to see them....

Keep the good work