Sunday, 12 August 2012

Naked Lies

image by Francesca Woodman

when you stood before me
vulnerable in love it seemed
Yet lied through your teeth
I stopped breathing;
your pretensions
smoked me blue
I struggled to understand  
your need for a smokescreen
Smog of your filth filled my lungs
beckoning death's dream

naked as I was
to your bare faced lies
I could not see them
cushioned by my own truths
to myself, or so I thought
I fell hard
cracks in your armour
exposed my nakedness
I found
my shell to crawl into
save up daylight until
there was enough sun 
to get back out again
bury the ground where 

we once played house


©Adura Ojo 2012

Posted for Mag 130 

28 comments :

  1. Sometimes one has to use that shell for defense and wait until one is ready to face the sun again! I could feel the emotion in this poem.

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  2. Ouch... being betrayed in love hurts so much. Takes a new love sometimes to be able to forgive and forget.
    Very heartfelt write Adura.

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  3. The pain here is palpable. Hard to be grown up, no?

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  4. Excellent...I especially like "Naked as I was to your bare faced lies
    I could not see them"...

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  5. sometimes its hard to see the truth....i like that the shell was your protection...x

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  6. "Bury the ground where
    we once played house"

    Whew. Ouch. Nice ending, though. :)

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  7. naked to your bare faced lies i could not see them...i think sometimes we do not want to see them...at least not in the moment....

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  8. Nice emotional write.. those lies can kill and stifle a relationship ~

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  9. Beautifully tragic...I loved the lines "Naked as I was/ to your bare faced lies/ I could not see them" and the ending.

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  10. There are so many great lines in this poem. I know this story too well. You captured the emotion perfectly.

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  11. Sometimes we all need to have a chance to regroup... to gain our strength so we can move on. I love this emotional piece, I can relate.

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  12. Cracks in your armour
    exposed my nakedness

    Such a clever interpretation of this strange image - thank you. :)

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  13. .. 'save up daylight until there's enough sun' ... what a perfect way to look at regrouping ... I love this!!

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  14. Your poem is insightful and raw, Adura. I could feel the pain as I read your words. This disconnect between the characters was expressed so fluidly. Such a good idea to bury the past and move on. Wonderful work, and I thank you for sharing.

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  15. Oddly enough I remember all the places where I played house, and from time to time relive those vital times of my past! Nice read!

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  16. oh heck..tight emotions in this...great lines and images like..Cracks in your armour
    exposed my nakedness... just to mention one...

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  17. It's truly amazing how we find ways to survive a poisonous relationship ... love the line 'cracks in your armour exposed my nakedness ... '

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  18. I love the vulnerability of the voice; the honesty of expression. I've been on both sides of this fence. I felt your words from both sides. Excellente!

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  19. felt...and sometimes the best you can do is survive and live for the next day...and maybe a bit of hope...nice...real...raw...

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  20. Interesting interpretation of the photograph... and with the verse the vulnerability and frankness of the subject is made explicit.

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  21. ...really felt that poem....the ending is indescribable.." Bury the ground where we once played house"...

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  22. So many good lines in this emotional response to the prompt, and the title is perfect. Well done.

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  23. Raw and emotional. It is hard to move on but I've faith in this girl doing so!

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  24. What a very deep and moving poem.

    And such a stunning photo to accompany the meaning.

    I hope we all stay out of our shells into the light!

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  25. Betrayal, so wonderfully spoken!
    I came by quickly the other day and wanted to revisit and comment. Your poetry is beautiful, simply beautiful.
    My favorite form of expression.

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