John Lawless Poet Free verse

If you asked I would tell you of my secrets

If you asked I would tell you of my secrets
Soft furry things that comfort weary souls
Harsh thorns rebuffing prying doubts
Stoic sentries peering through stone eyes
Cold lips that scorn the warmth of love
Soft thoughts that dare not venture far
Whispered witticisms wielded as a sword
Secrets locked within the edge of tears unshed
Languishing in the loneliness of now
Fearful of the shadows of a distant then
Unable to admit they have but one longing
And that – to shout my secrets to the wind

John G. Lawless
©3/29/24

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Silent One March 30, 2024 at 6:30 AM Will you tell me your secrets? Your poem is a profound exploration of the human psyche, inviting reflection on the complexities of our innermost thoughts and the universal longing for connection and acceptance. John Lawless March 30, 2024 at 10:01 AM Thanks for stopping to comment SO, Some old guy once said that the unexamined life was not worth living (or something like that. A mentor of mine once told me that I suffered from a form of divine dissatisfaction that would always haunt me...I believe he was right

Eve Roper March 29, 2024 at 10:03 PM to shout my secrets to the wind , if no one around to hear them.. enjoyed reading. John Lawless March 30, 2024 at 10:02 AM either "shout 'em to the wind or whisper them to the dog...thanks for stopping to read and comment