Hurt haunts the spirit like a purpose unfulfilled

You’re the liar ( yet ) you thrive
You’re the liar ( yet ) you are loved
You’re the liar ( yet ) you are supported
You’re the liar ( yet ) you are shown grace
You speak without pain
You speak without verity
You speak without dialogue
You speak without remission…
A couple of limericks

I guess a prototype of sorts
That’s cited in many a divorce
Just get yourself an OAF
As the stench will engulf
Love you just can’t be fck’d to force
Oh a shout-out from Dr Wit
ThanQs! But I should admit
On medium hiatus
I just sat on my anus
Dreaming of writing like…
A poem

Inside and out
Do you love yourself
everyday with fortitude
and vigour continuously through
times when that love is tested?
Inside and out
Do you feel that love…
Do you trust it’s authentic…
Do you believe the cadence of it…
Do you need it to make sense…
Inside and out
Conflicting battles
Each one serving to protect,
opposingly deemed adversaries
(but) causing death to…
Two Tanka

Wait, what (NO) not this —
Visceral prompting
Directing chakras
Spirit bleeds into all speech
Marking the trauma (realised)
How? It’s subjective
Only requirement, time —
(No)thing more nor less
But, don't get to comfortable
The unexpected awaits!
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