Poem based on the prompt: "Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see."
and only one half that you see”
Although I’ve heard it many times,
I find it isn’t me.
Mr. Poe is famous for
Many things that he wrote
But this time I struggle with
The one you had to quote
I understand his point of view
With nothing that you hear
It rings of gossip, hurt and hate
And other things I fear
But it can also be the things you hear
From the one that holds your heart
You need those words from your love
To help you never part
Communication is the key
To relationships that last
You can’t believe a word he says?
You’ll put him in your past
And if he shows his love
As he’s supposed to do
With kindness and tenderness
To help to see you through
Mr. Poe now tells you to believe
Only half of what you see?
And that, my friends, is exactly why
I find it isn’t me