Even if they have pictures
No matter what they tell you
No matter how they beg
Do not – I repeat – Do Not
tell people the truth
People do not really
want to know the truth
Lie - make up shit if you have to
But do not ever tell them the truth
They prefer their fantasies
They prefer their make-believe
safety net webbed about them
suffocating tightly
like the larder of a spider
If you tell people the truth
they’ll just crucify you
hang you from some tree
and then
make shit up about you
©2007 All rights reserved
poem by Khristian E. Kay
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poem by David Keig
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Truth and Lies
Some poeple always tell the truth,
Some people never lie,
You lied you fibbed and told the truth,
You managed to make me cry.
It's not that very often,
When someone tells the truth,
the whole truth and nothing but,
I really can't believe you,
I've got to have some proof.
How could you go and do this,
You said you'd never hurt me,
Was that just another lie?
Because you've gone and made me cry.
I think you'll find that in this life,
You'll find two different sorts,
There ones that tell the truth
and ones that always lie.
The ones that tell the truth,
Will make you sing and dance,
The ones that tell the lies,
Will make you sad and cry.
poem by Claire Abbott
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
If The Truth Is My Due
I would prefer praise to criticism any day
But for as long as people their truth to me do say
And with lies not defame me in any way
I will 'cop it sweet' with me 'twill be okay
Yet some people even whilst speaking the truth
By their words alone do seem lacking in ruth
Even the truth spoken crudely can leave a mental sting
The great power of words can be a hurtful thing
Yet the truth is the truth and can never defame
It is with your own actions that you sully your name
Due to jealousy or a sense of revenge some with their words are cruel
And with their words to character ruin light the fuel
I will accept the truth if the truth is my due
For as long as you say of me of me what's true.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Fat Fed Leeching People
What they 'really' want?
A more greedier life to live.
What they 'really' hunger for?
Is less from them to give!
A me-me-I-I society...
Hooked on feeding greed.
What they 'really' want?
A more greedier life to live.
What they 'really' hunger for?
Is a leaner 'truth'
To soothe their whims.
Fat fed leeching people,
Poisoned to feed.
Don't understand,
Their demands are fading.
Fat fed leeching people,
Have been led to believe...
Deceptions and lies,
Reflect their real lives.
What they 'really' want?
A more greedier life to live.
What they 'really' hunger for?
Is a less 'truth' than that 'truth'...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
AND,
Poisoned to feed...
On a less 'truth'
Than that truth...
Really IS!
AND,
Poisoned to feed...
On a less 'truth'
Than that truth...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people...
Will keep eating,
What's been fed to them.
AND,
Fat fed leeching people...
Will keep eating,
What's been fed to them.
AND,
Fat fed leeching people...
Will keep eating,
What's been fed to them.
UNTIL...
The end!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It happened to me
It happened to me
that a car salesman,
or a policy vendor,
or even family or friends
just tell a part of the truth
about something.
At times I wonder to where
has people’s integrity gone,
when people talk
as it looks the most prosperous
for them and cut on the truth.
Still the truth
sets you free
and I want to gain
much more freedom.
[Reference: “Then Jesus said to the Jews who had believed in Him, “If you continue in my word, you are truly my disciples; and you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free.” John 8: 31-32.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Perhaps the mission of those who love mankind is to make people laugh at the truth, to make truth laugh, because the only truth lies in learning to free ourselves from insane passion for the truth.
quote by Umberto Eco
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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New Times Square
I'll see you round about midnight
You know I won't be late
Let's dive into this crap house
And truth hell have to wait
The truth of what has gone before
Lies bleeding on the floor
The only truth remaining still
Is that truth don't matter anymore
So meet me round about midnight
I won't let you down I swear
We'll hang on to each other
Down at the new Times Square
It seems that we can't run from this
No matter how we try
There's nothing here worth keeping
So let's kiss it all goodbye
Tell me what's worth keeping anyway
It doesn't seem to matter
What we do or what we say
Everything we had
They have now taken it all away
The truth don't matter anymore
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Truth
The truth about a truth is that
The truth can’t be concealed for long;
And when revealed, the truth appears
A bigger truth than what it was.
Truth is beautiful; splendid;
Truth is eternal; everlasting;
Truth is endearing to righteous hearts;
Truth is consoling, comforting;
Truth is perennial; evergreen;
Truth is God.
Truth is a virtue all yearn for;
Truth is global, heavenly;
Truth is uncompromising;
Truth is always encouraging;
Truth is desirable; exhilarating.
Truth is mankind’s ultimate search;
Truth is a great topic of research;
Truth is delighting; enchanting;
Truth is trust-worthy from
Beginning to the end.
No lies can hide a truth for long;
No lies can make a lie, a truth;
All lies will vanish leaving truth exposed,
As bright as ever any time.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-2010
poem by John Celes
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Sad But The Truth Is On
There are too many bold,
Sad but the truth is on.
And too may all-knowing for their teachers.
Sad but the truth is on.
And they say their teachers can't teach,
Or read, or write to them...
On their lowered levels.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Many never knew about a hug to touch.
Sad but the truth is on.
There's just too many needing loving.
Sad but the truth is on.
And they don't believe a lesson taught to them,
Reveals and begins to grow to show.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad about the truth!
The truth for so many has gone.
It's so sad to see it...
Nonexisting.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
It's sad about the truth,
Today!
For so many that truth is gone.
It's so sad today...
That,
People sit back to watch it too!
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
Everybody's talking about a fairness.
But nothing there is fair.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
And,
Everything once fair there is gone.
'Cause nothing in the air is fair there!
Everybody's talking about a fairness.
But nothing there is fair.
And,
Everything once fair there is gone.
Because nothing in the air is fair,
There!
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Everything once fair there is gone.
Because nothing in the air is fair,
There!
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's a long and lonely,
Sentimental journey.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's a long and lonely,
Sentimental journey.
Sad but the truth is on.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth is
Truth is, the king had a dream
The dream to sing in perfect harmony
Unity of one color, one sound, one team
Truth is, she led the people to being free
I believe, she was tight like the king
Led away from slavery and on to Calvary
Truth is, she refused her seat to an ignorant white man
She stood tall on her feet to make them understand
That she can and she will, feel how she feels
For she, was real and sealed the deal
Truth is, she stood for woman rights
She led the fight to a new life
She tight, just like mike
Truth is, sojourner Truth, is in all of you
poem by Triauna Hall
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The Honest Truth
the truth is i love you
the truth is i always dream of you at night
the truth is i do my best to hide it from you
the truth is the future is blank without you
the truth is i am hurting
the truth is i am scared
i am scared how i pretend in front of everyone
the truth is a cannot tell anyone of this
the truth is i cannot even tell you
then it starts to hurt even more
the truth is i'm scared to tell you
the truth is you might be scared to break her heart
the truth is i'm scared you might love me too
the truth is i am not happy
the truth is i don't feel the love i want
the truth is i want to be loved by you only
the truth is you're too blind to see
the truth is you might not believe me if i told you
the truth is you might be scared of it
the truth is the emotional distance kills me
the truth is being close to you makes it worse
should i tell you this truth?
would you believe this truth?
the truth....the truth....the truth...
i'm the only one who knows the
and this truth hurts
because the truth is i love you
the truth is i love you
the truth is i still love you....
03 August 2010
poem by Neo Patricia Monamodi
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God's Truth Will Always Stand
His truth will always stand
Though I be tossed about
By the winds of doubt
His truth will always stand
Though I close my eyes to faith
Then lie to myself that I am safe.
His truth will always stand
No matter what I do
However I am blue
His truth will always stand:
His Son's died in our place for all our sins
Past, future, and the ones we're in.
His truth will always stand:
He is a righteous but forgiving all powerful God
He can make something out of a dirt clod.
His truth will always stand--
So I will forget all which does not stay
And hope in the one who is for always.
poem by Heidi Bockus
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The truth won't set you free
We all try to Sugar coat the truth but you and I know there can't be no juice in a pimple
people will say'The truth will set you free'
see the truth to be a dude and it stares you in the eye, watching you throw heavy loads of lie to its face without a form of grace
Like a man in pain, it's gonna fly into rage,
irritated at this height of disgrace, it could spit one into a cage, letting it rain till water sinks into the liar's brain
'The truth will set you free' yet people say again
The letters still remain unchanged and now I am starting to feel people just use this quote in vain
Not the truth and not the constitution is gonna set us free
look at judges....don't you think they slam the hammer of justice too often
If d truth would set us free then the word jail would have never came
we all can choose to tell the truth but then what will the cops have to investigate
cos whether you confess or you are being confessed, telling the truth, or choosing to lie will partially make your social life die.
The Truth Is
the truth is I want to run,
the truth is I can't touch the sun.
So why dont i just return, even though I'm burnt
The truth is I pretend,
The truth is I cant defend
so why can't I faceoff even though I'm continously blamed.
the truth is I'm scared
the truth is we can't pair
so why do i plead for you whenever I pray.
the truth is i can be easily manipulated,
you think i dont knw, How'm I being treated?
and no matter how you pump me I'll never be conceited
the truth is I can't let it go
but this is all i can show
so I'll never look back and I'll go
Not To Be Heard
You do not want to hear this.
It is Truth that should be told.
But this Truth would change your Heart.
And a Truth you cannot hold.
It is Truth within my Heart.
A Truth that would make you leave.
For the pain my Truth would cause
Would make you to not believe.
So I must face Truth alone.
Leave it not for you to see.
To be secure in it's fact
And to keep it, for only me.
(2.4.8 Mischief)
poem by Heather Z. Hanna
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Petals
Shes the angel on top of the tree
Sugarheart, here she comes
Shes going to fall on me
Innocence was our fire
We told the truth
I miss the sweet boys
In the summer of their youth
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
They will make you so
So cynical
The fire burns, the flesh destorys
The past that made us old
Shes the grace of this world
Shes too pure
For the likes of this world
This world is a whore
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
I wait till mine and
Hey, its all mine
Hey, its all mine
Never knew what I could be
All the darling buds of may
They fall with no sound
They carry you down
They carry you down
Ooooooooo, ooooooh
Ooooooooo
All the lillies bloomed and blossomed
Wilted and theyre shivering
I cant stop their withering,
Oh, this world is a war
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
song performed by by Hole
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Want to Be True
I don't want to be clever or witty or wise
I just want to be true.
Truth?
Truth was us when, inside me, you looked into my eyes and found my love,
Truth was us when we laughed and played,
Truth was us when you cared too much for me to make love to me,
Truth was us, when knowing me, you were brave in your words and helped me be true.
Truth?
Truth was your tenderness, your joy, your heart.
Truth was my surrender, my giving, my happiness.
Truth was your love, was my love, was the love we created between us.
The truth was our honesty and ease.
Truth?
Truth is the emptiness I feel at my loss of you,
Truth is my naïve hope, all present, that you will come to me,
Truth is the pain at night while I grieve for you,
Truth is my smile and my love playing the memories.
Truth is this moment, the now, the present.
The truth is I had something more than wonderful, and I can't have it anymore.
The truth is I so wish I was with you.
Truth?
So many truths?
I will be true in the moment. x
poem by Susan Cook
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Coming To The Truth
Instead of going to the moon
these people can come to the truth soon.
Instead of going to the moon-
and spending a fortune-
to tap the helinium abundant from the moon-
these people can come to the truth soon.
Instead of going to the moon-
and waiting for fifty long years-
to reap this benefit from the moon-
these people can come to the truth soon.
Instead of going to the moon-
these people can come to the truth soon
to tap the abundant wealth very soon.
What i s this 'truth'?
in a nation where mahatma lived-
in a nation where truth was personified by mahatma-
truth needs no definition.
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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Poised To Be Teased
Poised to be teased,
Are 'most' of the people.
The others...
Have totally blocked out reality.
Nothing remotely connected to truth,
Will these folks believe.
And...
There are those who who actually,
Prefer and seek to be deceived...
Than to accept anything,
Close to hinting ofm any reality.
And those who were bred,
To have mush for brains...
Will have nothing to do with what truth contains.
Forget introducing a thought process.
Many more accept medications,
To provide their fantasies...
Exclusive access.
Yes.
Poised to be teased,
Are 'most' of the people.
The others...
Have totally blocked out reality.
Nothing remotely connected to truth,
Will these folks believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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