Words
What lies between, bears the truth.
The words that are never spoken.
The promises made that are broken.
Certainty- but an illusion.
As is love.
Truly unseen, but for what the heart beholds,
And to what life dares unfold.
Voiceless grievances veiled behind smiles.
Manufactured stories,
Designed to manipulate,
Easy to articulate.
Deceptive just the same.
Innocence lost in a whisper,
A play of words,
Intent deferred,
And decisions made in the heat of it all.
Arguments ensue,
From far-reaching points of view.
Misunderstandings- many,
As the answer escapes the question,
Devoid of reverence and definition.
You want for something more,
A validation for your persistence,
Confirmation of your existence.
Yet, you hear only what you choose.
All of which you stand to lose.
Somewhere therein lies the truth.
For it’s only when you can close your eyes,
And hear the music within the silence,
That you will know your word’s true meaning.
Shirley Petrandis©2006
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