Honest Poems - Poems about Honest

My doctor is like no other, he treats me like a brother. Never unfair nor dishonest in diagnosis or prognosis; he tells me all just as it is – a trait he’s known for best. During my recent physical, with expertise and acumen, he revealed nothing amiss, my health sound and admirable. And with beaming pride of a respected professional said I’d make a fine specimen in formaldehyde....

Continue reading...

2025.4.14. I have started writing diary since May last year. Eventually, my diary's style, transformed to poem like. After five months of losing friendship with BB, By the end of the year, I rested a bit. I was emotional exhausted. I started posting my poem in mid January this year, When JC introduced me to the poetry world. Every thing went well so...

Continue reading...

Honest Worlds Messages, ladies texting. They don’t know this life The answers are honest, nothing is hidden. Map of life Ladies like the sender. The sender likes them, ladies This guy loves all of them. But he is not a polygamous He just loves life. He just loves a lot of different lives Reading the honest words is a good emotional...

Continue reading...

I feel As if my eyes Are nowhere to be seen And it’s just me. I feel As though my soul Has nothing to be found. What is this sound? Ah, yes, The beating heart. Though broken, but bleeding, But beautiful - the Art! I feel As well my path Is no-one’s to be deemed. But that’s just me! … I feel As I did then When knowing needed this healing. Why this again? … And, yes, The...

Continue reading...

Man, someone remind me, what I did! Who I was and still wasn’t. Who I became is not the same, And change is change, but this is just derange. What did I do? I say… Where was the fork in the road? How have I’ve lost in the sand and the snow? Maybe the better question, though - what will I do? God,...

Continue reading...

Lay my heart bare, let it bleed and spill, Upon these pages, where silence once filled. With every tear, my story is written, In ink and in sorrow, my truth will be told. I rip my heart wide, like a book that's well-worn, Each scar is a reminder of battles I've borne. Let the words dance freely, unchained and uncouth, For you...

Continue reading...

The pictures of yesterday tell a truth we've forgotten, with our every instant recorded and filtered, rehearsed and scripted. Our parent's snapshots, though some black and white, imperfect and tattered from so many witnesses, are frozen moments in time. We will never be as honest again....

Continue reading...

No one waits for me outside patiently, ...

Continue reading...

As the audiences watched In amazement The truth was formulated As the events started to unfold In anticipation The individual was respected Salute to you LETA, Is ìt the sequence of events That led back to the rose pink shoe It is the evidence Is it the seventeen years of endurance That revealed the truth It is the owner of the shoe Case...

Continue reading...

Harold was all bluff and guff brusque and rough his words sometimes pinched cheeks too hard with his honest plain Tennessee talk Some thought he was rude he had no filter he was abrupt but not corrupt a few of us appreciated his honesty...

Continue reading...

The Honest Man The man who seeks then speaks truth Tends to receive abuse From others who simply don't understand An honest man’s point of view. But in all reality, When people aren’t honest with themselves or others, The truth will, unfortunately, make a person feel smothered. What is meant by smothered is going into defense mode, A zone where it’s now hard to...

Continue reading...

Honest salesman is a semi-oxymoron Just like an honest politician Please do not laugh, all lawyers or Accountants are not crooks. When the door Is wide open a mouse, a rat, a cockroach Would me more than happy to approach Some politicians have tried to be better And more credible. Some are men/women of honor However, others are pathological liars They are professionals who...

Continue reading...

God chooses YOU to light the way because your faith in him is so passionate prayers are answered as they fall from your lips Knowing this, still you are humble and not ONCE did you pass judgement you set the example in the method of your living You are courageous and honest never turning once to run facing each challenge you personify the ideal...

Continue reading...

Has our touch gentled, holding all in warm embrace and of lust and rage no trace? Dreams dreamt resurface and although the past is past, the haunting yet continues....

Continue reading...

For life's living Honest workers Deserve respect. ...

Continue reading...