Liars Playing Love

Here’s a sonnet I wrote for English class.  Hope you like it!

We walk ‘round town with hand in hand, to look

content in front of all.  Pretend we’re well,

pretend we’re fine, just like a storybook.

For with our love, so very nonpareil

no pain endures, no sorrow shall remain.

So smiling we traverse; they’ll never ask

a thing so long we never fade or wane.

But Heaven knows of our deceitful mask.

Our eyes possess the glint of fraud pyrite.

Our hatred simmers, underneath we’re slaves

forever facing who we wish to smite,

a secret to suppress to our own graves.

We’re only liars playing love to hide

the unrelenting grudging beast inside.


9 thoughts on “Liars Playing Love

  1. The title is perfect, and your poetry style is really nice, with the breaking of sentences between lines. Great use of nonpareil which apparently I can’t spell. XP I always get my i’s and e’s mixed around. Too much exposure to words of both sides I guess. =P It’s very intriguing the way you wrote this. I’m curious though. I want to know more. XD But it’s a good kind of wanting. The kind that means your poem is exactly as it should be: perfect. 🙂

    ~Michael Hollingworth
    Disce Ferenda Pati – Learn to endure what must be borne

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