Ted Sheridan

* Please Don'T Lie To Me Much

Oh how we tend to wish ourselves
Such extraordinary pain
With our naïve failure to recognize Love,
And all of the heartaches it brings

We willingly accept the many loving lies
Our lovers spill from rose petal lips
As we empty our half filled glass of tears
Upon the dead flowers of heartless quips

Praying for a cure
From the cancer that grows
Be it neither a stone or a pound
More than our drowning need to know

How deep the water is...

2009 © T.S

Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 12, 2009

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Comments about * Please Don'T Lie To Me Much by Ted Sheridan

  • T McH (10/27/2009 7:05:00 AM)

    Methinks a hell of a lot of thought went into this, though I bet it just tripped off your intellectual pen.
    Telling title, Ted - 'too' much.... t x

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  • Viola Grey (7/12/2009 11:32:00 PM)

    this is just simply the best thing I have read today....beautiful.

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