Liars Poems

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

Drugs and Liars on a Friday night

Drugs and Liars on a Friday night short poem

I waste away with your drugs. You tried to hold me as I just gave up. I cried last night. You wiped my tears. I still block you out because of the fear. The cracks in my soul won’t be

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Like Gold

Like Gold short poem

The man of her life treats her like gold, So she cries Because she knows Her secrets would break him inside And would crush his soul, So to protect him she lies As her secrets are something that she holds

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What Kind Of Freedom Is This

What Kind Of Freedom Is This long poem

Our freedom began with the historic words At the midnight when the world sleeps India will awake we did wake to freedom It’s now the sixty ninth year of freedom But what sort of freedom is this A handful of those

Deepen

Deepen short poem

Photo by Ambient Damage Take me to the deep surrounds underneath down underground Melt my skin until it flakes Insect food when hell escapes Trapped inside your little head A baby born who believes what’s said 100 years of liars

Guests

Guests short poem

There it was, A beautiful villa, Complete with lots of guards, From inside a cry would be heard, And the moaning of a person in agony, The mission would be in progress The new slaughter house, Trained untamed boys into

Popinjay Tree

Popinjay Tree long poem

I have a tree tall, virid, and shady. Like the moon I see from my car- It follows me and shines all the way! Some like me glance at it as they pass by- while many linger under it like

Walking Through

Walking Through prose poem

I walked the roads, and followed every path When at last there was no more I ventured still to pass With hands outstretched and dreams held tight I walked the path into the night I found my way and prayed

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

The Many Muse

The Many Muse short poem

Her body is the ever-punctured typewriter Pricked by the fingertips of lovers and liars alike, Since brick has been put upon brick to build – She has been made into verse. She is laced in souvenirs, splinters of a dismantled

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Noise Of Pain

Noise Of Pain short poem

My world is so silent of joy now, heartbreaking so, my phone no longer pings with your words of love princess. I hear nothing but the streaming of my tears and the echo of your voice in my head. I

Seasons Of The Heart

Seasons Of The Heart short poem

I look at you And don’t know why it’s getting’ cold The way you smile at me It seems like winter days The breeze of hot summer blossoms Smells like flakes of ice Now, I don’t know how to decide

The Liverpool Pigeons

The Liverpool Pigeons ode

Mrs Murphy stares blankly out through the backyard door The pigeon coop stands open since her children went to war Pals and chums filled the streets from Old Swan to the Albert docks The sons of the Liverbird leaving in

Hekate

Hekate long poem

In the shadow of moonlight My cape pulled up around Me tight, standing at the crossroads Under the tree of life, eyes like fire In the night… I call upon the spirit of HEKATE As thunder rolls and lightning strikes

No good without evil

No good without evil short poem

Look at me now stare me in my eyes feel the pain, do you? Feel the loss of being right wings torn and clipped lend me some glue. Let me soar up to the moon let’s party where no one

When I Am Stranded

When I Am Stranded short poem

When I am stranded, Life’s road seems long, I look for Jesus, my helper He provides friends to encourage, And pray for me, My Saviour helps me giving me Grace to endure And His word to sustain me, Thank you,

The Journey Of Every Successful Man

The Journey Of Every Successful Man short poem

You are like a dawn, Just beginning to be born. Every struggle, every pain, Promising yourself that never Will it go in vain. All so you can be that someone original, Someone who will always be there for you as

Almost There

Almost There short poem

When my days are through, When age and destiny succumbs me I finally quit the fight and give to darkness When my breathing slows and exhale once more When my lips are as cool as the sea. My world dark

Backyard Poetry Club

Backyard Poetry Club prose poem

A motley group had made an affiliation of sorts It sprouted and mushroomed in our back lane And there was born a poetry club with no name Passion it was for the verses written in Urdu That linked them beyond

Transubstantiation Of The Void

Transubstantiation Of The Void short poem

There is no nothingness. imagine a team of scientists building an absolute vacuum inside a tiny metal box, the others alternating, a matryoshka doll vacuum, box, vacuum a terrible candy to offer a giant sure to raise the wrath of

For Nanya – my soulmate

For Nanya   my soulmate short poem

When you entered, dear one this world unknown, did I tell you then that it would be fun, that the walk would be easy or success breezy. Dear child, did I hold out to you promises untrue or were there

This Is Not What I Was Expecting

This Is Not What I Was Expecting short poem

This is not what I was expecting Definitely not you. A girl of few words Yet so free, she didn’t need me But she let me into her world. She let me see her favourite place, her favourite people, and

Only Child

Only Child short poem

we never played hide and seek rarely worked a puzzle: she asked for the truth about Santa Claus after she knew the truth looking for an exemption from mundanity. despite his creepy magic and omniscience she decided he would be

Curiouser And Curiouser

Curiouser And Curiouser ballad

The case of the killing of Humpty Dumpty Who caused the death of that silly Numpty? What was he doing up on that high wall? And who or what had made him fall? Scotland Yard and Interpol Were on the

Alone

Alone short poem

Sad songs on a loop, Staring out the window – the rain falls – no stars in the sky tonight. She drops the fake smile, and loses the brave front Tears fall, fall continuously from her eyes. Each one representing

Life’s Sweet Moments

Lifes Sweet Moments short poem

What can sound better than birds? Chirping on a bright sunny morning. And clouds dancing without a care, In the hazy sky above. What can look better than flowers? Blooming in all their glory and fragrance. And bees hovering above

Glow As You Row

Glow As You Row short poem

On rocks made of broken dreams; And bars of want for ore; Lies my world! I built my temple of contradictions; Camped deep in my core; Right where monks are clothed with bitterness! A place where mere coincidence isn’t given

Meme

Meme prose poem

Ideas not people rule the world, competing for supremacy, domination. Conflicting, waring to gain the upper hand, control. Virus like as it spreads through the population Infecting all that come in contact. Ideas are insidious things, once infected nearly impossible

Ray Of Hope

Ray Of Hope short poem

Towards the acme, Blistering blizzards, Come no more, Irritating hazards. Trekking day, And night, Up and down, Searching for light. Tired and thirsty, The Great misfortune, Climbing and climbing, When will I seek good fortune. Walking and walking, The harsh

One Day

One Day short poem

The day will come, When there will be no more Racism. I hope this day come soon, because I’m sick of being discriminated. It’s like because of my skin color I’m automatically hated. The color of my skin doesn’t define

Food

Food elegy

Life is like food. You are born into life as a fruit, vegetable, or meat. You grow and both plant and animal we always have trouble. Then we grow and grow and we’re all grown up. All ready to get

Cyberspaced Truths

Cyberspaced Truths short poem

I am not here to trade anymore the cosmic runes and liquid dreams, as Universe stumbles into its own photons… I am here to renounce my own spectrum with all its refracted words, rhythms and sensationalized perfect imperfections… Yes!… I

Never Was It Right?

Never Was It Right? short poem

Never was it right? Or was it always that we needed to try, for own sake obviously. Was it, that we ever wanted discrimination on the complexion. Or was it that we always needed to try, at the behest of

Role Reversal

Role Reversal elegy

Silver-green feathers of foxtails, nodding lazily through rusted wire fences, The orange-gold chalice of a single poppy in a sea of tender grass, Meandering sidewalks—charcoal-gray ribbons of asphalt, fractured by weedy cracks— Palm trees and fir trees and the spreading

Old Woman

Old Woman short poem

  My heart is filled with strain and sympathy This picture that I never want to see A loose feeling borne out of misery When I looked on someone as frail as she As she calmly gazed the camera lens

Life

Life short poem

Life is like the seasons, full of brightness and darkness. if today its the winter of dismay, tomorrow there’ll be the spring of hope in some way. Life is like a journey, with destinations and paths many. If today its

Still Birth

Still Birth short poem

Roses had gone wilting after surgery. Biovision of acrylic lenses was projecting a corrupt green mount. The rubber king had a papery laugh. How you deal with a maverick – matter – of – factly? Pall bearers of a tall

My Divine Mother

My Divine Mother short poem

When I started to open my eyes in wonder I could see nothing but my mother fair For me feeding, bathing, sleeping ,and loving Like a goddess who is blissful in tending Me ,a tender plant to grow into a

In Front Of Our Eyes

In Front Of Our Eyes prose poem

It’s happening right in front of our eyes. We who live today are right in the middle of it. Being swept up in the wave breaking on humanities shoreline. The global brain being born all around us, exponentially expanding, most

Intended Void

Intended Void short poem

Self imposed sabbatical is nearly coming to end Time stood as witness all along as true friend Trials it has withstood tribulations too of sort Few were as expected some awfully fell short It needs introspecting to re jig and

Final Goodbye

Final Goodbye short poem

I walked through the darkness, I walked through the light, I came to where I laid to rest My only true love – The icy cold lips that once were so warm, The quiet heart that once was so torn.

The Listener’s Initiation

The Listeners Initiation sonnet poems

Rhythm and Rhyme reach the Listener. Put him behind bars and begin to beat. Thoughts of escape, a tortured prisoner, he resists and is met by quick defeat. Possessed by Flow, with no exorcism, he is stabbed with a double