Deceitfulness Poems

Deceitfulness poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of deceitfulness poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on deceitfulness are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

The Apple Tree

The Apple Tree prose poem

Please allow me to introduce myself simply as The Apple Tree supposedly in the Garden of Eden. I do not know why, but for the longest time, it has been assumed that I was in the Garden of Eden. I’ve

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The End

The End short poem

Much can be said But we speak in hushed tones Curt with our responses Hiding behind the wall of vulnerability We hold our breaths in anticipation Who will be the first to crack ? Unsightly in the walls of protection

Heroes of our Land

Heroes of our Land long poem

I saw a man on the roof of the house, The roof was on the ground, Its walls were debris on the floors. I saw him bleeding ridiculously, Breathing for the least help he could get. But that help was

One Last Chance

One Last Chance short poem

I am the whisper in the night. The darkness to all light. As I travel through the pain. I will never be the same. I am truly crazy, and that is how you made me. Please just come and save

Like Petals Of Rose

Like Petals Of Rose short poem

Fragrance of body and sensual delights Help me to explore new beautiful heights When we enjoy and find jubilant flights Rainbow spreads and kisses love kites You and me are together in trance Life has offered this wonderful chance Kiss

In Her Fragrant Mist

In Her Fragrant Mist short poem

“Tell me”, said she, “What do you think of me?” “A Brazilian forest and the scent of roasting coffee beans”, said he, smiling at her teasingly. Blushing, she smiled, her cheeks wore the radiance of Tavel Rosé, She leaned over,

By The Time I Find My Words

By The Time I Find My Words short poem

By the time I find my words It is time for you to say good night, It is time for you to put the children to sleep, It is time for you to switch off the kitchen lights. By the

Velocity Of Life

Velocity Of Life short poem

Life is like bubbles in drizzling rain So, transitory in nature but full of pain Broken chain in chain less chain All loss terms hurriedly into gaiTraged Without destination fast running train With intensity makes sane insane Bruises of heart

Transformation

Transformation short poem

I’ve hit puberty Now boys look at me I’ve finally stopped growing But my stretch marks are showing Makeup sprawled all over my face My body stops me from running a fast pace Now here I stand wanting more As

The Relationship Trap

The Relationship Trap short poem

I woke up from a nap to find no wife just a yellow-legged spider above her pillow pulling hanks of web from its shiny black abdomen silent in dim light half turning from industrious momentum and I imagined the screeching

Hands

Hands short poem

Hands have the ability to tell much about a person Race, age, gender And many other things if you really pay attention You can tell how hard someone works Or how physically demanding their occupation is By the cracked calluses

Cheers – To Life… And Death

Cheers   To Life... And Death short poem

heartbeat time flows swiftly by- distilling within that certain pain inherent in understanding a depth of grief is felt upon a fellow voyager’s departure- somehow balanced by its magnetic partner- joy sorrow slips in and out as we move through-

Shikara Rider

Shikara Rider short poem

In these nights of raining moonlight I ride a shikara… I row away Looking the shores of lost days… I am moving alone through this canopy of water in which the sky poured the melted silver…, in search of the

Living Dead

Living Dead short poem

Neither am I someone’s visionary nor am I someone’s heart throb I am the one who is of no help to any but sure a huge burden to so many Neither am I worthy a person nor am I brainy

Bite

Bite long poem

Money too much, children’s laughter; Fall apart beneath the moonlight. Make me cry tears of blood, ever after; I think I want to die tonight. Dog bite scar puts pain to skin; Leave it out and let me in. Kiss

The Angel Of Light

The Angel Of Light short poem

The angel of death, against the Angel of Light, Praise God, Jesus, has won this fight! Death is now dead, and the grave is in hell, Stand up, children of God, and for this victory yell! For Jesus is lord,

Forever In Awe

Forever In Awe short poem

  I am forever in awe, Of the world with so many surprises. The way it enfolds them When the right time arises. Forever in awe, Of the humans around, With such brains and thoughts profound. Always in awe of

Wonderland

Wonderland short poem

You and I in a wondrous place, We’ll hide and love in this romantic place. We hear silence in a fairylike lawn, Our noisy steps are trembling in a grassy mud zone. We promise eternity in a secret garden. You

Why Today?

Why Today? short poem

Why today? Many ask Why not today? The reply should be For Good things For jovial things For gatherings For Picnics For Meeting a lover You want it today For all other which does not suit you you dont want

Me And My Baby

Me And My Baby short poem

Down from Helsinki Late night walks on The beach of the Gulf Of Bothnia Sea, Me And My Baby, although the Sky is starless and there Is a strong breeze from Out of the south coming Quickly, we are lost

Last Night’s Dream

Last Nights Dream short poem

I don’t recall much from last night’s dream only that you were there and so was I for the first time in quite a while I remember your figure glowing in the darkness of sleep so brightly it threatened to

Love Sonnet 108

Love Sonnet 108 sonnet poems

My love, you must know of a poem, sweet, As sweet as honey, which bees used to keep, Or kiss, that lovers share as means to greet, Or ecstasy of dreams in blissful sleep; The poem has no words, nor

Irreparable

Irreparable short poem

It was lack of contusion. The relief had not come. Hours were on after the nobility moved on faulted track. Methane was rising. It was white death: people were coming, people were going. Pure and muddy, the treachery was like

I Have A God

I Have A God elegy

Woken up by a mellifluous music never heard before, Made me wonder, was I in the kingdom of Orpheus ? Or was it the orchestra of heavenly maidens? I open’d my eyes after honey’d slumber, Blind’d by sparkling silver and

Can You Take Me To My Home?

Can You Take Me To My Home? short poem

The valley holds on, to murder of moon, behind the trees. It is dark and clouds are meditating. You think of a perfect horror and a poisoned arrow flies straight into heart of a blissful sun. It is red, splattered

Toxic Memory

Toxic Memory short poem

They were teaching how to butcher the lamb and suspend the bines with drooping hops. I climbed out of my ashes towards a marinated moon turned blue in consternation. Warts and all, here we were ready to pick up the

Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge short poem

It is, what do you not say I read the dusk on your eyes. Unspoken words hammering! A timer, quartz clock, ball bearings, pellets croissant of terror. Suspicious of the lady riding on crest responsible, for the happenings. Fear, hair

Sometimes all I need

Sometimes all I need short poem

Sometimes all I need is a pleasing look from your beautiful eyes, Sometimes all I need is a word of care from your beautiful heart, Sometimes all I need is a warm hug from your beautiful soul, … Sometimes all

An Ode To “once Mine” Love

An Ode To once Mine Love short poem

We meet again , after a long five years I always wished never to see you Never ever, when I bid GoodBye Unfathomable was the depth of hurt You gifted me, when you rejected My unbridled love for you Each

Sometimes

Sometimes short poem

Sometimes I think; is it pertinent to be minute About nature’s details, to breath her full? The overjoyous soul to an overall vision, Deprecated as naive in God’s grand feast. When the clouds are deep and too black Enveloping the

Scattered

Scattered short poem

Spotlights give presence, Showing the dark, When they illuminate, A scattered forgotten part, They glisten and shine being over watched, To deliver a message, The essence to become an echo of thought. Madness can linger, Even in the light, Sometimes

He

He short poem

Walked into the sun, He. With weak flesh. A storm was raging on burning sands. In hollow of his knees gravel was hitting hard. He moved inwards in trance Visionary, homeless, life in open was blessing. A huge crowd followed

Love Lunacy

Love Lunacy short poem

Love Insanity It has no beginning, no end either Only an intrigue the ‘is’ its synonym She laughs on that state of mine Become mischievous, I will turn over new leaf Limit!That even reason seeks its foot prints For prostration

The Rest Of Me

The Rest Of Me short poem

That was the dreadful night when my world went upside down, Tough decisions were made but still I count, The smiles the sorry the vows that were so profound, It just hit me hard now when ever they come around.

Winter

Winter prose poem

Here are stoves uttering trilling cries of joy, their tongues orange, their clothes henna. Here are chumps hissing، lulling, bowing and crying with hot tears; We’ve got a newborn, his hair made of winds and tempests, his hat a cloud,

My Father Behind The Wheel

My Father Behind The Wheel long poem

My room was the old garage attached to the house festooned with posters and dirty underpants my father’s Mercedes was a sacred relic with a flavor of old leather upholstery. It rested in its own building. there must have been

From Maine To Louisiana

From Maine To Louisiana short poem

Callan sleepwalks the screenporch accompanied by the wind (which tugs her cream chemise in fitful jinks) and her improbable Polish last name its consonant-rich taunt sunk into her psyche like some cypress splinter so long imbedded it has gone past

Lilypad

Lilypad short poem

Sitting by the river bank letting my thoughts float too. A frog hopped off a lilypad, sat beside me and said, “hello you” Me being polite I replied “Hi, Hello you too” “Release me from my bondage girl. Just a

Dawn Eyes

Dawn Eyes short poem

By the breath of god The dark curtain is washed One hearty sigh, cooled To a soft egg blue sky Silence in an orange glow Futile street lights On the sidewalk Not a soul Broken watch dials Whispered me to

Tears

Tears short poem

Tears doth speak The silent scream from the heart. What we cannot say in words, We utter them all with our eyes. The unspoken sorrow and the pain, Shown in the flow of a tear; A cry from the damaged