Face Lies

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The genuine smiles
The warmest hugs
The purest motivation
All face lies

The purest hearts
The good minds
The genuine beings
Where are they?

Gone forever?
In another world?
Hiding in caves?
Someone tell me

I need a hand
I yearn for a shoulder
I cry for a bosom
To rely on …

Comments

  1. ~Liam��12 November 2017 at 14:41

    Yeah you're right Eddie.. Conditional lovers are everywhere ..Sometimes I ask myself, where are the genuine lovers?
    Your poem answers it all "gone forever"..
    Kudos and continue writing practical poems which affects us socioeconomically

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  2. Yao Selorm13 November 2017 at 02:07

    Thanks soo much for the encouragement

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