Falsehood Poems

Falsehood poems bring the best collection of short and long falsehood poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great falsehood rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these falsehood poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on falsehood are here for you.

Falsehood

Falsehood short poem

In one’s life journey People that comes are many. No one is that which stays with thee Even shadows leave at the light’s scream. Everyone’s under a fictitious cloud Intriguing fancies speak aloud Death awarded at trust’s expense ‘Cause falsehood

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The Political God

The Political God short poem

It’s me, your god, your fate decider- The leader, the power, I am all that enslaves fire! I am a god, and I am a man! I am the death and I possess this earthly fan! It’s me, your lord,

Poems containing references to : Falsehood

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words !

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words ! prose poem

Tried , Recalled and Moved backward in Timeless times of Total Recall ! Tried , Tried , Tried and Tried to Recall the Timeless countless times and my words Totally Recoiled into Silence ! Silence is the Elixir now that

Birthday Fire

Birthday Fire short poem

My daughter’s face appearing in charcoal, her sunshine smile bursting from the black. Creativity soothes me like a drug, anticipating the heartfelt thanks I do not deserve. I will seem special, a façade, a falsehood, a temporary reprieve. The heightened

My White Rose

My White Rose short poem

My white rose let me take you in my arms Let me kiss you like real thirsty dew drop Love has to follow declared beauty norms Love in its intensity remains but non stop My white rose let me kiss

God We Blame You

God We Blame You prose poem

GOD we blame you for the evil that we do. Why don’t you keep coming to our rescue, just wipe it all away, make everything new, so the crazy and foolish things we can continue to do, then maybe, we

Religion Of A True Neighbour

Religion Of A True Neighbour prose poem

That night had heavy rainfall lightning was shining in the sky that night, a poor farmer was cursing his poverty, as he could not see his children suffering from hunger from the neighbouring farmer’s cowshed he brought a cow before

I Am A Poker Face

I Am A Poker Face prose poem

Yes yes,  its me, the face with no feelings It helps me a lot when in public dealings I show I am happy,when inside I am crying When I am hurt and down, as if I am dying When I

Dishonest Friend

Dishonest Friend long poem

Don’t ever lie to me I will tell you this just once I Want to hear truth not a dishonest response, I’m good at detecting lies when they’re told One lie leads to many as deceit takes control, If lies

The Passion Of Christ

The Passion Of Christ long poem

It’s not My will, but Thy will, Let Me die on the cross for their sins, And My blood pave way to eternity; Yet My Soul is sorrowful unto death. Abba, take away this cup from Me; Yet if it’s

Break

Break prose poem

From the dizzy heights of my blind, blind love, From the darkest abyss of my sins, From the broken shards of your words that hurt, From the silence throbbing madly in my ears, From the rotten skin that I’ve been

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Everything Beautiful is You

Everything Beautiful is You short poem

The petals of flowers, and the flower itself, that brings sweet fragrance; Its like you, who brought a life-time happiness to my soul. The strings of the violin and the violin itself, that sings the rhythm of love; Its like

Judy Garland

Judy Garland short poem

Hollywood Angel, Somewhere over the rainbow And on down that yellow brick road through The years and stage to stage well That’s Entertainment Still going strong, although she’s been gone for So long her spirit still lives on… Like a

Written On The Wind

Written On The Wind short poem

Written on the wind the words came one day, shivering, and tired, and confused. Lost was their meaning, wand’ring all the way. They fell on my lips deadly mused. I’ve buried them kindly in my mind’s willing ear, and I

Saga With Durga

Saga With Durga short poem

They were fated to face that minor road mishap The vehicle got tripped due to use of sudden brake It was August 1997, when my parents traveled by that cab Ignoring evil Oman earlier, my father left home without shake

Dissociation

Dissociation short poem

Feeding me heroic tales I call drunken fiction, he is still pouring zinfandel down my throat gawking at me the same way he does gazing into the mirror Inching forward with lingering fingers, he pleads. Indifferent, I acknowledge. It’s a

Back Packs And Combinations

Back Packs And Combinations short poem

Building a relationship takes time. A slow becoming of each other’s identity. A steady student in a firm desk where attendance is vital and homework isn’t necessarily done with pen and paper. To willingly give until nothing is left, to

They Were Happiness.

They Were Happiness. short poem

Their smiles were endearing, amongst the grays of life; Like a pinch of salt, Beauty sprayed their hall! They all laughed & laughed & laughed with their bellies arched, How capturing it must have been so many hearts pumping clean.

The Wind

The Wind short poem

Oh, the wind flowing like thoughts fast yet calm fluttering leaves,through hot searing deserts and cold dreaded mountains, through spring as sweet as happy memories. it leaves nothing untouched and nothing can contain it . Sure no one is where

A Raw Diamond

A Raw Diamond short poem

A rustic lass of early teens sells raw diamonds on a pavement. black stones are laid on a mat small rocks fetch her livelihood. ‘See, the stones can cut glass sheets, all are genuine raw diamonds, buy now or you

I Love The Way

I Love The Way prose poem

I love the way you always smile making me feel zeal and agile I love the way your sleek cheeks glow when with strings of melody gusts of wind blow I love the way your blue eyes shine convince our

With Mr. Jones (collaborations—’11)

With Mr. Jones (collaborations—11) short poem

(Line for line… tit for tat.) 1. My house is kind of small —but bigger than my kitchen And in my kitchen there’s a lamp —that’s bigger than my fist Please don’t touch the dog’s food bowl —only I touch

The Pencil And The Steed

The Pencil And The Steed prose poem

The pencil chose the steed, Who traipsed in her glory across, Perfectly shaded monochromatic forests, Painted with scattered copses of grey moss. Along the white parchment, It glided along the curve of her crest, To the indentations of wither. The

Away From The Heart

Away From The Heart ballad

With him being away from my eye- I spend hours thinking what to say! But he’s contented with watching me; guarding me -like a child at play! He let me play with fire all the way; until I burnt my

Back To Front

Back To Front short poem

In a day when the light Follows evening not night It may be time for a second glance In the night when the moon Is a painted balloon It may be time to leave the dance Will we ever get

Fire And Jealousy

Fire And Jealousy short poem

A stick of match is needed to lit the fire An iota of ego is required to build up the jealousy Fire spreads the light jealousy spreads the hatred Fire generates warmth jealousy generates breach of peace Fire needed to

Xulon

Xulon short poem

Small things were, Witness to genes- Of freak mutation. Tooth in eye, Becoming boat in blindness. Witch hazel, Fails to stop leakage. Thumb with beads of lymph – Stung high in stillness, Wants to peel off, The concept of injury.

Stevie B

Stevie B long poem

Although those many years have passed Having every bit of reason to grasp The true message in his songs Seen him twice in Hartford, Ct That brother made a dent in my true memory as a young G Spring love

Carbon Choking

Carbon Choking short poem

Uninhibited violence. The disappearing she-factor in stem cells at sunset point, which could not collect the evidence.How the tomb-sweeping stopped and candles blown out? This time the thorns were bleeding, flesh was again gone out of sight, and the dark

It’s Not Too Late

Its Not Too Late long poem

When you plant a seed, And seeds won’t grow, Do not worry! It’s not too late to give up, plant again. Someday it will grow and stand in front of you. When you start to sing, And the songs won’t

Scars

Scars short poem

As the pen parades across an empty page, leaving lingering lines that will last for an age, we pause and wonder with innocent guise, just what is going on behind calculating eyes. As the nib scars the surface of the

Sterling November

Sterling November short poem

Sterling November and I can feel the winds of change Now in the shadow of the moons’ bright light Well we may not have it all together but together we Have it all, somehow that gives me hope Wagon half

Mountain Joy

Mountain Joy short poem

Mountain road a staircase to the sky As the early morning mist tries to fly Like a maiden lazily awakens to the morning sun Amid dancing fluffy clouds looking for fun Mountain breeze that strangely never tires Whistling nonchalantly through

Wispiness So Existence

Wispiness So Existence prose poem

Down through the millennia grand armies have marched across plains of destruction. Battle cries forever lost in the ether, spilt blood absorb and recycled. Names of the warriors forever lost, unknown to the future. Civilizations have come and gone some

Implicate

Implicate short poem

Is it all just a big mistake The Earth got bored and had a big earthquake Did the universe decide instead of expanding lets just create The postman arrives at ten past eleven and he’s five minutes late I sit

Mother

Mother prose poem

Cold, hatred, full of sin All the evil in the world within Turning all dreams into nightmares Throwing put downs everywhere To your worst enemy she will chain you Expecting you to one day be like her too She is

Lord

Lord short poem

When the day has come, for me to rest, I shall bow down to Lord with all respect, For he believed in me, and kept me, As his child, and empowered me, To do my best, to spread the message

Holy Knot And Germany My Dream Land

Holy Knot And  Germany My Dream Land long poem

“Holy knot” Marriage is like a book of suspense, Each day contains romance and turbulence. You are excited what is next, You try your level best to prove the best. Sometimes you want to read its climax, But you have

The Ballad Of Zola The Zebra

The Ballad Of Zola The Zebra ballad

Zola the Zebra lived far, far away and always had so much fun, with lots of friends they laughed and played and sang beneath the hot sun. At first, her friends were a little confused and thought her a curious

Hauling

Hauling short poem

for self deception sulfur fumes incite mood swings soaring to clean the malice, reaper of gravity zero what was the price, of a tongue, mimicking the greatness? between birth and death, for survival of crotch, undressing the fear, terror inflicts