Hidden meanings

Hidden meanings

A Poem by Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry

Cryptic metaphors...

Seduction...

Temptation....

Peering into my soul...

 

You could read me like a book ...

You knew how to figure me out...

No-one else can....

 

I miss the feeling of being complete

Thinking about your hidden meanings

Trying to find these hidden meanings

Hidden meanings baby girl,

Hidden meanings....

 

What were you really doing?

Who was being toyed with?

 

....Did you truly love me?

© 2011 Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry


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i hate when people just toy with each other, its so sad to see people's hearts broken... no one deserves that kind of misery

Posted 13 Years Ago


Cryptic metaphors...

Seduction...

Temptation....

Peering into my soul...

this is such a shocking beginning it gives utter balance to this beautiful work

Posted 13 Years Ago


Aweeeee! I totally agree with this! We can never tell if the person truly loves us, or just merely playing games with our hearts. We are left in a corner and wonder if anything is true with all the love and affection she has given and shown to you. Could it be a play or a feeling that can never be repay?

Ugh! Questions... never ending!

Wow! Good job :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Cryptic metaphors Seduction Temptation...
Awesome beginning. Looking back to question the sincerity of love often hits us after a fallout huh? I like how you've made it easily relevant to all...well i personally wonder what happened. Was it a silly game and i a pawn? You've drawn me into the poem...a good writers purpose. Good one here.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry
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I am Sherb of Sherbs Dreaming tree, Come inside and see, My marvellous range of tea. Haha Im Sherb I love poetry, it was my life for wuite a while and i have been suffering an 18 month block .. more..

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