Poem: Free Verse – “The Writings On The Wall Reveal You” #amwriting #poetry #relationships 



Am I real?

When you look at me,

Do you see me for me?

Do you care what you see?

I’ve only questions,

While you play your cards close.

I’m not going to cheat,

Peer at your hand because —

I’m afraid what I’ll see.

Such truths, I don’t want to gaze upon —


Only physicality, sexuality;

No emotion or affection,

No conversation in person,

No Voice stroking voice.


Hands speak with our words,

Eyes glint and reveal,

Secrets you’d rather hide,

With sunglasses.

Staring at your hand,

Trying to beat my cards.

Poker face silent, emotionless;

All bets are off.

Time to show me your cards,

What the river dealt you —

Matters not; but for now,

Play how you like.

Fold if you’re scared,

Of falling into deep,

Of feeling emotion.

Your heart picking-up,

Thumping a beat.


But, perhaps, I’m a woman for fodder,

For a lonely night at home.

Perhaps, I’m not pretty enough,

Not thin enough for you.

Maybe, you know I’ll ask questions?

Questions you have trouble answering.

Maybe, you know —

I’ll turn the wanderer in your soul home,

And welcome you in my arms.

Maybe you’re not ready,

Perhaps, your only an ass.

A nice way of saying,

Other words I want to shout.

Perhaps, I’m only a date —

And one night.

Is this how you treat women?

I’m too strong for your tricks.


You may forget my face,

My name, my body.

You may let me do the walk of shame,

Thinking I’m fooled by you,

The man I liked all along;

You may believe —

Finally, you wore me down.

And now I’m flattened,

Nothing left to sculpt,

Nothing left to shatter.

Smithereens, glass embedded.

You may have led me astray,

Made me consider:

I no longer think,

Some guys are good,

And some guys do care.


But when I chose you,

Maybe I didn’t realize,

I was choosing all wrong.

Maybe, I should’ve gazed above me —

Seen the ‘writings on the wall.’

Seen the woman in her glory,

Waiting for her own life,

On wings to rise and fly;

From your lies and tricks;

You didn’t shatter me,

I saw all the writings,

Every word on that damn wall,

I know all your horrific secrets;

And I read them all.


©Mandibelle16.(2016) All Rights Reserved.

16 thoughts on “Poem: Free Verse – “The Writings On The Wall Reveal You” #amwriting #poetry #relationships 

  1. any1mark66 July 31, 2016 / 4:22 am

    Really strong finish there darling. I was lulled into an interrogative piece. Thoughts of being included versus the concept of being a toy played out well!

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  2. Melinda Kucsera July 31, 2016 / 7:03 pm

    deep and at times scathing look into a relationship that’s poised to break apart. I especially love this line “No Voice stroking voice.”

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  3. clcouch123 August 3, 2016 / 1:57 pm

    “I’ll turn the wanderer in your soul home, . . .” A strongly-crafted line and ironic, given the promise of turning the “soul home” looks not to be realized. Sad–since so much is offered. The voice in the poem knows the score: “I know all your horrific secrets; . . .” Not shattered by the truth, we are nonetheless left in a place of tension. You’ve created hard and real moments, Mandi.

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    • mandibelle16 August 3, 2016 / 5:23 pm

      Thanks Christopher. You take such time to comment on all I’ve written I appreciate that. This poem is well, often autobiographical. It’s hard sometimes, honesty and straightforwardness, not everyone is like that.

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      • clcouch123 August 3, 2016 / 6:19 pm

        No, not everyone is straightforward. Especially when we need someone to be and the situation warrants it.

        I’m happy to comment on your good work. You are a treat to read.

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