Truth isnt what you think today
truth will be true tomorrow too
Truth isnt just what you feel
Its what happened, the facts, the data...
Interpreted truth is our own reality..
Our "rose colored glasses" on life
Psychiatry calls it our "filter" that we interpret the world through...
I dont know how to explain the truth in any simpler terms
To those that dont practice it
I am constantly amazed at the deception and self deception I see
The manipulation and meddleing in others affairs
You gain nothing by bending others to your will... They ususally snap back and are resentful
The truth on that is you can only change yourself...
The Truth... (C) Artimus - Susan Manley 7-19-2005
If this world is my illusion
Then I don’t know, who am I
Can’t drew out a conclusion
Can’t define a truth from lie
But what if the world is yours?
Then it’s under your protection
And your headship, I suppose
Brings conceptual satisfaction
So this mess you advocate
Isn’t all subjective vision
But a forced collective fate
Under clever supervision
Sorry ‘bout a little trouble
With believing in such view
Stop pretending, burst that bubble
You don’t know more, than I do.
What Lies Within
“What is this strange place we find ourselves in
Trapped in the open, we are free within?”
Ideas, like the ocean, there’s no end in sight
Yet shared among peers may bring panic, no light.
Our hearts, how they dance to such symphonic sounds
Our bodies rejected and kept within bounds.
Yearning to scatter our innermost thoughts
Restrained by the chains of a world never sought.
Can we escape this unchosen venue?
Perhaps empathy might change our world’s view…
Submission for: The Matrix Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Date Written: 04-06-22
They say you are done, you can’t have any fun
They say you are old, so do as you are told
They say start praying, it goes without saying
You are a wife and a mother, that’s it none other
Raise your kids right, make their future bright
How you feel doesn’t matter, now go clean that splatter
Act your age, do not show your rage
Let your dreams die, cry in the dark if you must cry
Your life is your family, why is that such a mystery?
A woman has an expiry date, after that she must wait
Life goes on except yours is almost all done
These thoughts that plague you, will only break you
Better make your peace and this pain will cease
Follow the rules, follow convention
Any other thought is not worth a mention
They say it's true there is nothing here for you
So, let it be, just let it be!
Apathy can ease in unnoticed over time
as the world evolves in poorly reverenced predilections
by encompassed unearthliness of the unseen and divine
while in the shadows, hidden consternation holds restrictions
all humanity submerged beneath the loss of the wonder of creation
to find only hate and inner self condemnation
but love is slowly rising to restore hope and godly benediction.
7 words
7 lines
11-16-18
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