Tell You The Truth Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Tell You The Truth
If one may wonder what kind of guy is me
What’s my real face from my faces of poetry
Am I what I write generous and ideal bound
As in real life as in my poems I am found.
Now to tell you the truth put speculations to rest
Am not exactly as I make out not that much honest
My writes bear my yearning for what I aspire to be
But I could not and that regret finds vent in poetry.
A wistful poem with two exceptional phrases.....in my poems I am found... and...regret finds vent in poetry. Poetry allows us to open our hearts in a way no other medium allows. Soul searching.
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4/23/2024 10:03:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A frank confession.....! I think you are the spokesperson of everyone here on PH! Great write! !