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Tame thy wicked heart or be tamed by it!
The very reason for man's greatest fall.
The sweetest nectar that one would submit,
Savoring the sour sense of a sad squall.

Thy heart is within the depths of one's chest,
Set in a cage of bones where it resides.
T'is purposely confined without a jest,
In order for man to solely decide.

But it's whistling whisper is whimsical,
Using sweet temptation as its lure.
T'is both enticing but satirical,
Deceiving man's mind, so bold and so pure.

Oh heart, the one man should greatly subdue,
But the fruit is what one wants to pursue.
"Follow your heart" is what I've been told before.
However, does the heart really know what is good for man?
hiba sajid Feb 29
Once there was a land
full of wonder
that hypnotized every other sedulous person
to trade their soul
to live in its deceiving bubble.

Oh! how she wished
she was brave enough
to step into the enchanting wonder
that stood before her.
The grass always looks greener on the other side. Everyone has their own struggles and everything comes with a price.
DevMon Jan 3
He looks decieving
I didn't saw that coming
He looked at me
Wearing a high class outfit

He's too naive
Have a self-esteem
But it's just a little bit showy
So that he'll be recognized and praised

Jesters are in a crowd
Clowns are spreading all around
Spontaneously making crimes
Inside the party of royalties

He came to me
Convinced me to be like him
To be a partner of him
But do I really like to be like him?

If you want me to be a villain
Well, sorry dear
I'm worried about me
Being exposed in public
Hidden Message: Don't ruin me, I'm innocent
Siti Asmida Sep 2019
To think.. I cannot say anything. After all, I lying to my self.

This feeling is.. Yeah..

      No one know what I feel.

             No one ever understand me.

   My fears.    My tears.   Is everything no one can ever understand.

The reason why my fears is appeared is unknow.

      The reason my tears drop is unknow too.

      Lets just DIE. When I die, no one ever care.



I should tell them that I will die. Die from running out of tears.


    Open a new book and start a new story. If there is no happy ending, let's write it again.
Never deceiving yourself
MisfitOfSociety Sep 2019
Your mouth must be just another *******,
Because all I hear is **** coming out of it!
People like you like to **** in the wind,
But get upset when your clothes get wet!

You have come to reap what we've sown!
Typical of you to take what others have grown!
The people you stand with mean nothing to you,
Just something for you to sink your teeth into!

You blood *******, parasitic vampire!
You're a disease! A growth! A cancer!
But you can't help it,
It is in your nature!

Mindkiller!
Deceiver!
Vampire!
It is in your nature!
Marietta Ginete Sep 2019
The concept of being deceivingly perfect.
For you were the someone who I wanted to stay.
I‘d constantly remind myself not to expect
cause you were a race car in a speeding highway.

I thought that I’d actually be getting somewhere.
We were going in full speed but never stopping.
With the familiar cool breeze running through my hair,
You were just speeding past while I was still walking.
It's been a while since I've last seen you. Can't wait to see you again next week.
The Vault Apr 2019
What were we?
A huge mess tied in a bow?
But I loved you so much it hurt
When I had to let you go.
Äŧül Feb 2019
I looked into your eyes,
Hoping these to be true,
What I didn't see were lies.

I dreamt about you, please,
Holy Love of mine were you,
Who new loves you better than me?

Innocent they look as pure as ice,
Hopping without any rue,
When did I not see the lies?

I hoped for it to sustain long,
Hell, I didn't know they'd rust,
Where should I sing my swansong?

I trusted your romantic promise,
How you broke my trust,
Why these deceiving eyes?

I now suspect that you lie,
Hey, you can't cheat on me,
Whom new did you learn to love?
My HP Poem #1731
©Atul Kaushal
Kathryn Irene Jan 2019
I feel so nauseated
I hate the smell
that consumes me,
but I yearn to breathe
I feel trapped and sick
when thinking about them
My desire for happiness is so strong,
my weakness is used against me
I feel poisoned,
heart against mind
I'll die of a broken heart
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Kathryn Irene Dec 2018
You'll be okay,
Take my hand and follow me into the water
Swim with me into the depths
Feel your body become the waves
Pretend to be the light that
Shimmers from above
Everything will be alright
Until you forget how to breathe
Suffocate and drown
- SkullsNBones
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