Broken

I have seen you on the prayer mat

Bowing down to our God

Yet learnt you lie so blatantly

In total disregard

Of what’s true, and what did happen

The truth between us all

You forget the angels writing

Of what did befall

Your hatred, and maliciousness

Severed the ties that held us close

They are shredded, and beyond repair

With wickedness you pose

Lies, and deceit spread their poison forever

With broken spirit I won’t trust

The likes of you never

(Sheen)

I wrote this poem a year, or two earlier, but have forgotten the date. I had posted it on my blog.

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Broken

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt

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Hidden

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Hidden fears can’t be shared

Soul can’t be bared

Faces of deceit and mockery

Would never be able to face

Won’t like to be vulnerable 

Outwardly I have to be brave

(Sheen-July2017)

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DAILY PROMPT

Hidden

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

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Broken Trust

If I was a genie I would get rid of lies and deceit in the souls of humans — one wish

I have seen you on the prayer mat

Bowing down to our God

Yet learnt you lie so blatantly

In total disregard

Of what’s true, and what did happen

The truth between us all

You forget the Angels writing

Of what did befall

Your hatred and maliciousness

Severed the ties that held us close

They are shredded and beyond repair

With wickedness you pose

Lies and deceit spread their poison forever

With broken spirit I won’t trust

The likes of you never

(Sheen)

DAILY PROMPT

Generous Genies

Remember those lovely genies who grant wishes? Well, you’re one and you’ve just been emancipated from your restrictive lamp. You can give your three wishes to whomever you want. Who do you give your three wishes to, and why?

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/generous-genies/

First Heartbreak

DAILY PROMPT
First!
Tell us about your first day at something — your first day of school, first day of work, first day living on your own, first day blogging, first day as a parent, whatever.

Your words are like stones, they have hit me hard

I am hurting, just leave me behind

My heart is breaking with all your lies

Leave me alone, I want to hide

Why the sound of loud drums beat into my ears

Why? what you have said fills me with despair

Why does my heart hurts so much

Why am I breaking slowly into layers

A tired broken spirit

what others may see

I don’t want anyone to know

What your words have done to me
(Sheen)

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/first/

No prompt, and no connecting with the grid—my efforts doesn’t matter!😩