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 Dec 2019 Olivia V
Dr Peter Lim
Secrets of the heart
recent or old
wounds that wouldn't heal
never to be told-

secrets of the heart
not even the dearest would know
love takes many a role
in joy or sorrow-

secrets of the heart
hidden in chambers only too cold
won't melt ever in the strongest heat
not a word would they unfold-

secrets of the heart
as on my dying bed I lie
they will be buried with me
none need ask: Why?
* after Christina Rossetti, Rupert Brooke and the Bronte sisters'
 Dec 2019 Olivia V
Dr Peter Lim
The past judges us, the present tests us, the future is watching us-
all three we can't avoid
 Dec 2019 Olivia V
Dr Peter Lim
All love first started as the heart's uncontrollable thirst
 Dec 2019 Olivia V
ryn
Have I Lied?
 Dec 2019 Olivia V
ryn
People cheat,
people lie

To get ahead
or
just to get by.

They do it out of deemed necessity
or
have made it a successful habit.

Some would feel bad,
but
some wouldn't lose sleep over it.

Some lie to protect...
Some lie to infect...

With little remorse
or
full blown guilt.

Either way
risking
all they've built.

A lie is an accessory
that most tend to abuse.
A convenient mask
for the ugly truth
that most would misuse.

Lies are...
The bane of relationships
Destroyer of trust...
Conveyed by irresponsible lips.

So have I ever lied?
Have I ever desecrated
honesty's pride?
Have I ever wielded it
to save others from harm?
Have I ever employed it
to boost my charm?

No I haven't,
now that's a lie...
Spouted that so easily,
I didn't even need to try...

Honestly,
YES I HAVE.
I am no exception...

I am no saint,
I'm only human
...
with an ill sense of direction.



I have lied...
How about you?

Search deep inside...
*You know you have too...
it hurt.
the kind of “what if” hurt.
what if it was me?
what if you got lost in my eyes
in the middle of night instead
of hers?
what if I never let you go?
she wasn’t there when
those cigarette burns
were fresh but I was.
she didn’t know,
but I did.
it should have been me.
it should have just
******* been me.
my lungs are screaming
heart is longing
always longing
for somewhere i’ve never
even been.
longing for somewhere that
may not even exist
but i can smell it
i can feel it
i can put myself there
and for a moment i feel the calm
the space
and the peace
i’ve needed
for what feels like forever.
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