Silken Lies

The lies fall forth from twixt my lips

As silk slides over rounded hips

And willing ears absorb false truth

While eager lips bear bitter fruit

And innocence lies 'neath the fray

While virtue cedes evils way

Ignorance grows roots quite deep

Bearing limbs that sag and weep

Cold winds rustle through angry leaves

As darkness honesty decieves

And eyes grown weary from day's task

Cower behind their pointless mask

While all seems lost from at a glance

Take heart; believe in smallest chance

The will, the soul, will find its way

To struggle for even one more day

Thus rest your tired head in peace

Grant all your doubts and fears release

For waking brings another day

Regrets by morning dew washed 'way

Rosevina Halley

November 28, 2008