What Is Truth?

Winning Entry by TomDeardensGhost

Sorry I’ve forgotten what I was thinking.
Boring; amnesia
I once knew where I intended going.
Boring amnesia
Did I hear you say you liked me?
No. “Oh!”
Boring amnesia
Will I finish this nonsense?
“I doubt it”
God I’ve forgotten the chorus.

O, one billion brain cells
And I want them back

Good heavens, that’s a start
A billion £s on loan
But, they are in a cell somewhere
I doubt it
Will I finish this nonsense?
Oh no
Did I hear you say you liked me?
I once knew where I intended going
So sorry I’ve forgotten what I was thinking
Boring, Boring, Boring, what?

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Featured Entry by Finnbar

"what is your name?"
I finally asked
on that cold
and hopeless morning,
as we stood,
naked on the hilltop, knowing
we were irredeemable.

"Hyperion"
"And I am Phoebus"

We cast off those vibrant
lies, I baptised him
Cain, he branded
me Cassius, and we went
our separate ways.

I suckled on the fat
of life thenceforth, and looked
not once back with
regret. There was no shame
or peculiarity in death,
yet I instructed
the undertaker to carve
"Scorn us or envy us,
it matters not to we
who bathed
in milk, but gave up
the sun"
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Featured Entry by LANCASHIREGHOST

Honestly

A lie that’s only whispered,
not said but just implied.
When the truth has been forgotten,
who was the first to lie.

White lies told to children,
the lies that help us cope.
When the truth can only hurt us,
it’s the lies that give us hope.

When black and white is not the hue,
and grey is all you see.
Please bite your tongue and keep it in,
and always lie to me.
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