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Words Have Meanings

Poetry from the Corner of Barbara Kasey Smith’s World

Don’t tell me you love me if it’s not for real
words spoken maybe benign or one’s to kill.
A mind can be misled by a forked tongue
leaves a soul cold and feeling unloved.

A heart absorbs falsehoods; trust they’re true
until they become farces and proven untruths.
Don’t tell me you love me if it’s not for real
I’m not a buffoon who listens and conceals.

Playing tricks on a vulnerable brain…
can become toxic and ruin a noble name.
It hurts a spirit, leaving it empty and cold
causes pain until it grows old.

Don’t tell me you love me if it’s not for real…

Barbara Kasey Smith is the writer of this poem. Copyright 2015 – Use by Permission Only.

 

 

Barbara K. Smith: Barbara Kasey Smith was born in Affinity, West Virginia. She was raised in a coal-mining town of Crab Orchard, West Virginia. Barbara worked for the federal government for thirty-one plus years. She enjoys reading, writing, the theater and her family and friends. Barbara loves to write poetry and opinion articles and she has been published in several anthologies, magazines, and Internet reviews. She has had four books published. She enjoys her husband and Jack Russell terrier, Miss Daisy, to be in the room as she writes because it gives her the feeling it enhances her ability to attain her best writing moments.
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