Secret

My secret, it walks out on me...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Secret

 

 

 

I'm not even sure what

Kind of prose this will be

 

But I write what I sense

And I write it for me

   

I will sit and I will tell

What my symptoms are

And you could be my well

Like all white sheets are

 

 

This secret of mine is

Something you can relate to

In misery or in bliss

 

 

This secret of mine is complex

Something out of the blue

I've been perplexed. Vexed.

It's damn true

You could be next

 

 

My secret walks out on me

Right to the ataba (steps) of your door

My secret it gives in and up on me

It tells the world about my core

 

  

The sky is smudged with the clouds of noon

 

And snowdrop flowers they bloom too soon

 

You can always find stanzas for the moon

 

I think about it all amidst the desert dunes

 

 

Beauty for the eye is a moment that ends

Loiters in your mind then passes like the winds

 

Like ripples of smoke

From a tobacco roll

 

Like a dewdrop that soaks

Into the sunrise call

 

Beauty does not cure

A history of scars

You'd somehow endured

But, hey, look at the stars

 

Not for hope, I meant.

Or for prose of compliment

 

But for the twinkle in its track

A light in an eternity of black

 

I live to find out what He'd made me for

But that's not just my case

 

I see it in the crimson lace

Of every war.

 

Author's Note

Comments and reviews are appreciated.

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Reviews

[bluessadmood]

These are like ramblings ,thoughts that come to mind
but really intriguing and very deep and witty
beauty surly is just a moment like a wind
but what is there else to look for..i think thats what we always
do ,beauty we seek in everything..just like your thoughts
so scattered ,my reply is diverse too ,but i agree to most that you said
i really enjoyed this,really dont know why..its kind of hit my thoughts too
lovely write..

[reminder]

I love the imagery. Beautiful word choice!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the imagery you create here is stunning~ it enlivens all the senses~ a painting in gorgeous puzzle pieces that fit just the way they are~ beautiful~

[Cafe Reader]

I really like the thoughts in this poem. The metaphors are very good!

[Tala]

Its like you just wrote and this is what came out.
"I'm not even sure what
Kind of prose this will be

But I write what I sense
And I write it for me"

I like that, its like you just wanted to know what you were thinking or something.

This is probably the most meaningful of all of it
"Beauty does not cure
A history of scars
You'd somehow endured
But, hey, look at the stars"

Its like saying, "hey, bad stuff happens and your supposed to look at the positive stuff but that doesnt change the bad stuff just by existing"

[Mauricio Montoya]

I like how this comes together, it’s like if I want to find the answer I must unravel the secret by the words you’ve left behind.
Excellent write.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. I found a book written by my Grandmother. Just notes and statements made in her life. Some information assisted people who thought they were not appreciated. I like the beginning. I believe we need books to write down names and memories. A way for us to remember the good and bad times when needed. A excellent poem. I like the ending.
Coyote

[Escape My Fate]

Greatly written. Loved it.

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a delightful introspective piece..eloquent and delicious prose..some really great lines here..really enjoyed this

[Angela Mulley]

I like the rhyming in this poem, well written!

[tshigg]

But for the twinkle in its track
A light in an eternity of black
Great line! and the ending is fantastic and so true! Keep up the good work : )