Lie to me;
with a smiling mouth or pleading,
for even roses
have no trouble, whatsoever, distinguishing between—
I am worth reading,
my dark irises lambent with budding of days to come;
purely theoretical.
A landscape of bruises and hurt was once my domain,
where I sat
unable to discern the dubious murmur of red alchemy,
empty tears,
and implacable sweetness of tales
which sought to degrade deeper truth—can you still trap me?
Come, let your steps be slower, the white in the milk moon
bears witness to.
A sickle or a scythe, as the light hits the ocean
and aqua blue
prepares to move in and construct the atmosphere; lie to me.
Photo credits: Pinterest
Rommy invites us to focus our words around lies or
the idea of a lie, come join us! 📝
A Skylover Wordlist: Alchemy, landscape, implacable,
aqua 💝
Posted for Weekly Scribblings @ Poets and Storytellers United
26 Responses
Only you can turn lies into romance, Sanaa! Poetic alchemy! I love the lines:
‘…even roses
have no trouble, whatsoever, distinguishing between’
and there is sadness and darkness in:
‘A landscape of bruises and hurt was once my domain,
where I sat
unable to discern the dubious murmur of red alchemy’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
So easy to fall prey to the smooth-talkers who couch their lies in what we want to hear to their own purposes. Pain follows such relationships as surely as rain follows thunderclouds.
Thank you so much, Beverly 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Once we know the truth, it is harder for the same old lies to hold us captive.
Absolutely! Thanks for stopping by, Rommy 💄❤️
“I am worth reading,”
Indeed this line speaks volumes for the poem
Nice one Sanaa
Much💙🍷💙
Thank you so much, Gillena 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Much love …
Fine work indeed, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Ron 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
Yes, you can even turn a lie into romance, but I love how it speaks of growth, of discernment…lie to me if you like, but I will know it isn’t truth.
Thank you so much, Susie 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Oh, I was so sure I left a comment here hours and hours ago. Don’t know what happened there, but anyway I too love this pice – the language, as always, and the way the protagonist develops discernment.
*this piece
❤️❤️
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I find this such a sad piece Sanaa. It is as though she has no alternative but to be submissive. Once the acceptance of lies takes place she will always be underhis control.
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
this was a beautiful poem to read. such refinement and sophistication. love it.
Thank you so much, Humblekind Poet 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Lie, “with a smiling mouth or pleading” and you’ll still know it’s a lie. I like how that smile is seen again in both the moon and curl of wave, as if even the elements are somehow a party to the falsehood.
Yes, yes! You interpreted the poem so beautifully, Lori! 😀 Thank you so much, so glad you enjoyed it! 💄❤️
Those are lying lips for sure.
🙂
I like the line, “I am worth reading.”
Thank you so much, Jenna 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️