Thursday, 12 April 2012

Key


Tell me what you saw in me
What it was that drew you to me
'Cause I can't see it anymore

Whatever it was
(If it was ever there)
Did you dream that it was?
'Cause you wanted me?

Would love to tell you what I saw in you
What it was that drew me to you
But I can't see it anymore

Whatever it was
(If it was ever there)
I didn't dream it
'Cause you lied to me

Now I've got the key
to unlock the door
and love
(that never was)
can be free
to find a home
of truth.

 ©Adura Ojo 2012


images: google


Linked to: Poets United -The Think Tank Thursday #92 Key, and NaPoWriMo Day 12

26 comments :

  1. Heartbreaking! The opposite tone and meaning from my short response to the TTT prompt. Well done!

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/04/12/kinda-old-school/

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    1. It is indeed, Kim. Lovely coincidence:)

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  2. ugh..that is so sad...i'm sure it must have been there...but so often gets lost somewhere on the way..heartbreaking verse adura...tightly penned

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  3. Such a sad truth in so many relationships. Great write.

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    1. It is a sad truth with many lessons...hopefully. Thanks, Lolamouse.

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  4. Adura, I admire your writing, as you write reality from your experience with no hesitation. As I read your poem, I am inside of your poem. Someone lied to you, deceived you. That is so hurtful, and it takes a long time to get over. I am glad you are feeling freed now. And I hope you still are holding on to that special key, as it will unlock something special.

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    1. Thank you so much, Mary. I'm fortunate enough to work in an environment of human misery which also shows the strength and determination of the human spirit. When I see what people go through and survive everyday, my own life experiences 'pale' in comparison and for that I am thankful.

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  5. i would def much rather live a love that was based in truth...this is a hard lesson to learn...and when you can no longer remember why or find a reason...what is left...

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    1. I hear you, Brian. I sooo hear you. It is heartbreaking.

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  6. Lies are so painful...this poem is full of that pain.

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    1. Susie, It's a humbling revelation to me that it comes across that way. Thank you for your feedback.

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  7. Oh, I have SO been there, Adura. This is very relatable, and beautifully sad. And the photo is perfect, too.

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    1. Glad you could relate, De. That photo was a gift from google:)

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  8. That really hurts...Hopefully we find the key to leave and lock the door. I see that you are posting to the same writing sites and my blogging friends have discovered you as well. They are awesome writers and will return visits as well ~

    See you~

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    1. Hi Heaven,

      It's always a delight to meet new friends. I'm grateful for the opportunity to share. Really appreciate your support. See you again soon.

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  9. Hello Adura.
    I thought about writing for this prompt this morning when I saw it, but I ruled against it because I already have my hands way too full.
    Unlock that door and have a spring clean...out with the old, in with the new (so to speak). Love the rhythm & flow of this and how you tell it like it is. Nice! Thanks for sharing. Keep them coming.

    Thoughts Of Beauty In The Stillness Of Dawn...

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    1. Loving your soothing words, my friend. I've been trying to hug the idea of a spring clean for such a long time. Time to clear the cobwebs:D

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  10. This is so sad and painful~ Yes, lock that door and move on~
    Well Done~

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  11. So many good things rolled up in this poem, a very enjoyable read, despite the painful subject matter.

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    1. I'm glad it came across that way, Dave. It needed that for a balance...I think.

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  12. I think lack of self-confidence can really kill a relationship. Sadly, the partner often bows out rather than reassuring the insecure one. Well articulated piece.

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    1. True, that. Really interesting POV, Kat. Thanks.

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  13. A beautiful rendering of a painful subject. I know I've lived that poem more times than I'd care to remember.

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    1. Hi Mary,

      Hopefully it would not be preposterous of me to say that many a soul have walked in those shoes.

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