So much pain sent within a shockwave
Voices turn silent when riddled with fear
Wearing a face that only appears brave
Underneath it stirs a torment more severe
Out in the ether the air has grown dense
Seems the grass is dead on the other side
Been swindled under some false pretense
Karma was instant sparking a great divide
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
Im reminded of the old adage…if it seems too good to be true, it probably is. Goes right back to your other poem…gotta read the fine print. Believe the lies, trust the cardboard cut out caricature, you get what you deserve. Hitting nails on the head with a jack-hammer, as usual, my friend
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Very true, all the old adages and wives tales are quite accurate. You know me. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian karma always has her way well said I am depressed it feels heavy this poem great write 💕
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
“Been swindled under some false pretense”, def felt that line.
Nice penned my friend.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Wally. So glad you connected with the write my friend. One of my favorite lines as well. Appreciate you.
Damian
“grass is dead on the other side”. The older I get the more I feel that. Great ink.
I was just about to quote that as well. So powerful!
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Drieks. So glad you connected with the write my friend. One of my favorite lines as well. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Nick. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That’s one of my favorite lines as well. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian, I read and reread your poem. Took me into the heart of chasing rainbows and the stark reality that often is at the other side. Superbly crafted poem.
John
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Very true.. Appreciate you.
Damian
That hits with a quiet force—like courage stitched from trembling threads. The contrast between silence and the mask of bravery unveils a moment of deep vulnerability, almost like a portrait of someone holding themselves together just enough to get by. It carries the weight of all the things left unsaid when fear takes the reins.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, PAR. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Wow, you are so spot on with your commentary. Nice job catching all that, brother. I know I can jam a lot of things into a write. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian