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The Secret

The Secret Blood red eyes Tears flowing down unshaven cheeks Lungs straining for breath Holding in words that should be spoken The pain becomes unbearable As the darkness gathers around The loneliness fills the soul No one to talk to No one to share a secret with Senses die in the dark Unaware of what is around Smiles are nonexistent Even with the good news of the secret There is nothing but black Someday the secret will be known The smiles will come with the light But for now it remains hidden in the dark Not shared with loved ones Just a secret waiting to be told

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Lizzie Treetop

Date: 12/14/2011 6:56:00 AM

Oh there is such depth in the poet, so much pain and so much one does not know....reaching out very easy to make a mistake and fall from grace, yes no doubt a poet of such inner depth and feeling very hard to share a secret with.

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 5/18/2011 10:43:00 AM

I am spending my morning reading wonderful poetry and enjoying it so much. I am so impressed with the poems I have read so far this morning. I am happy yours was among them Robert. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors always. Love, Carol

A Rambling Righting Riley - Shauna Riley

Date: 5/18/2011 8:16:00 AM

I think we are all afraid of opening up and letting down walls...but yet we are all desperate for that one person that we can be like that with...to be able to tell anything, to be yourself without being judged and to be accepted for who you are...holding in a secret can be like a disease and eat you up inside.....love the poem! ~ Shauna