The camera never lies
The lens is cold and watching
it does not bend or flatter
it takes the face you carry
and holds it without mercy
A smile may hide the breaking
a laugh may cover sorrow
yet the frame will always catch
the truth beneath the skin
It keeps the shadow silent
the lines you thought were fading
the tired eyes that whisper
what words refuse to say
The world can turn away
pretend they never see
but the stillness of a picture
lays every secret bare
The camera never lies
though people wish it would
it speaks in frozen moments
the things we hide in time.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
I love the line about tired eyes whispering.
Excellent writing!