Truths Poems - Poems about Truths

The road drones as I run away, one eye ahead, one on the rearview. I squint and strain, blue-white beams on my tail. Twin beams, staring, keeping distant pace. You say, "It's been five years and we barely know each other." My pointed tongue and its egalitarian wit shot back, "Well, that's half my fault and half yours, dear." "Half yours" second...

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For ten long years, I left no trace— No words, no cries, no names to blame. But now the silence stirs again, And finds its shape beneath the flame. They whispered truths that weren’t mine, And carved in air what never was. Not once they knocked, nor saw within— They spoke in masks, without a pause. Their eyes were fog, their voices sharp, Their...

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The earth, my friend, is very old. Water is ice when it gets cold. Like things that will always be, an acorn grows into a tree. A Red Ryder turns into rust, as an old man turns to dust....

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simple truths ~ let us list them out if heart’s quiescent, mind is still in staid silence, voids within fill let not fears and dark desires grout know this: we are not body-mind leave imagined knowing behind God dwells in our heart, have no doubt He is felt as bliss magnetism wisdom transcending every ism to find Him, let seeds of love...

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Like sunlit tides on a quiet shore, a breath of peace in each rolling wave, it hums of freedom, soft and serene— a prism of truth in motion’s embrace, where hope drifts in translucent grace. Contest: Color my mood Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud Contest Judged: June 2nd, 2025 5:10:00 AM Placement: Third...

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HIS AND HISTORY'S TALES There is his story, and there's also history; bloody lies, skewed truths:...

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As spring graces the face of the earth, an underlying coldness settles below. Petals dance in the fleeting breeze, yet a quiet goodbye waits beneath Time and time again, cherry blossoms bloom, as the October winds threaten to defile them But if winter lingers on the surface, and spring beneath, doesn't that mean that with every bloom, a bone-chilling frost begins to creep. ...

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civility rolled off autumns tongue after forty three and neigh a year coursing through four noble turns and twice unfolding the tear. in her hands i'd rarely leep, occasionally for some sufferings sleep and in the tree's i'd hang for she, often offered nothing of burglary sheep and beep her alarms did seek, to conquer with force my...

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According to one unnamed economics professor, " . . . The Republican party has become the largest active communist group in America ~ promoting " " rather than discouraging it". Identifying the social characteristics that fit Karl Marx economic model of The Proletarian among extreme modern groups like Christian Opus Dei or the Right-Wing Libertarians will...

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Unblessed by democratic health, Trumpian authority seems to believe disturbed chirping and well-oiled chatting are His OneGod messianic duty to speak hard Capitalized efficiency expert Commandments to unrepresented unpower, those already poor in unvoiced sacred spirit Hard truth manscapes of RightWing monopolistic colonization enabling catastrophic climate trauma Without first actively listening for win/win CommonSense EarthTribe integrity's indigenously wise HumanelyDeveloped-mind/DivinelyCreated-body non-dueling sacred/organic spiritual/natural peace potential for hearing enlightened co-operating wealth...

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She wakes, bare as morning light, A face unframed, soft in sight. Mascara lifts, lashes rise, Eyeliner sharpens her guarded eyes. Blusher blooms, cheeks come alive, Contours shape what can’t survive. Lip gloss glistens, a coy disguise Her beauty speaks, but never lies. By night, the mask dissolves away, Each streak of cleanser blurs the day. The mirror holds her rawest view Which face is hers?...

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The oldest voices whisper below the ground. Hands pull on roots — wind-beaten, gnarled — stories woven through the fabric of time. Bark peeled slick, leaves flattened, the wisdom of what makes whole lies between finger and thumb, passed along like a flame, a prayer. But the soil only knows part of the story. The other half lives in breath, a noise wafting through...

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I am a wild animal by blood and nature Loving the outdoors each chance I get Bred to be a domesticated pet Free range is the only way I know to be Why am I sent to obedient schools and camps Force to follow instructions/rules Move only on when given command Put in a containers, crates, or boxes Why am I punished if...

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In shadows cast by memories lost, I tread, Willing to creep into a thousand masks, to pretend, If only to grasp the echoes of heartbeats, When your laughter danced through the hollow halls of my soul. I’d weave a tapestry of lies, bright and vivid, To cloak the truth, to drown the silence that remains, For those fleeting moments, the warmth...

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Faded maps, Empty promises, A king's cruel decree. Shadows lengthen, On shattered temples, dust Chanting, a false saviour. Twisted truths, A poisoned well, Power's hungry grip. Ancient stones whisper, Secrets buried, buried deep, We must find our light. A single spark, Igniting the heart, Shattering the chains....

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