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Rob Rutledge May 2013
The Aces check their sleeves,
Hearts rippling across the breeze.
The Queen arises
Torn dress ripped at the knees.

The Jack saw his fill
And quickly took his leave.
Stood trembling in a doorway,
Mind struggling to believe...

The King was an alcoholic,
It was widely known to be so,
Each eve he would sit solemn,
Wine in hand and sword on show,
Clapping to the Jokers' japes
As he danced and sang
About love and fate.
But how was the King to know?
Not two rooms away
His wife had lain,
With a smile and a *****.
Creating a cuckold and a fool...

The Jack had had enough
And promptly marched
To the throne room.
Armed with only knowledge,
Unleashes inevitable typhoon.

The winds will rise,
This house shall succumb,
Imploding inwards
Till the house is done.
And all that remains
Among ash and decay,
Broken hearts and broken spades,
Is the Jokers last laugh.
A mockingbirds call as daylight fades.
em Jun 2015
Little girl with your tiny hands know that whatever you build for yourself will one day be destroyed so tread carefully on this glass universe.

This meticulous life, a house of cards that you're going to spend a childhood building and playing house in, so easily toppled by a breeze.  Know that one day life is going to be a hurricane. And the little world that's you poured your soul into is going to be gone.

That empty hole in your chest is going to burn like hell. That ***** that pumps the blood and keeps your cheeks rosy is going to catch aflame. And that raging fire is going to ignite the blood flowing through your fingertips. Your going to fall in love and that boy is going to pour gasoline all over your little mess of a life. And that's when you'll realize that a fiery heart does nothing but burn you to to the ground.

You'll be six feet deep in ashes and regrets. Lies shoved so deep down your throat that you won't be able to scream for your release from the chains that bind you to this ground that you used to call home.

Little girl  take those broken heart shards and all build yourself a wall. Lock your gates baby because the loneliness that will freeze your blood. May just help soothe the burns.
just some thoughts
I walk to school every day
And every day I go the very same way
Today I thought I’d try something new
The grass was so green and the sky so blue.

So I walked through the trees
so I could smell the sweet breeze
As I got farther in the wood
Things got stranger than they ever could.

A little white rabbit stopped to ask me the date
And cursed as it ran off saying I’m late I’m late
A pink cat that seemed to disappear
Told me that I was ever so near.
On the ground was a deck of cards
The queen surrounded by all her guards.

“Time” A mad hatter asked
But I was too focused on my task
In the distance I heard a beeping sound
But saw nothing when I turned around
I felt someone poking me in the head
And awoke to realize I was still in bed.
A child's poem

Read more at http://******-in-oncology
He broke the door, not my arm.

I thought it'd be
so much worse than a hole in the wall.
I thought the Big Bad Wolf would come out
and blow this House of Cards down.
min Apr 2017
your plans are collapsing again
you try to consult them even if it drives you insane
with every collapse you get panicked even more
if you fail this time you can't pay your score
you see it's not working your hands are shaky
if this collapses again you know it will be achy
you can't go back, you need to work hard
this situation is so sensitive like a house of cards
only 2 cards left and your work is done
then you can say that you have won
with full of concentration you want to place the 2 cards
you are scared it might hurt like big sharp shards
one single mistake and it's all over
you realise how your once high chances become lower and lower
you begin to sweat and your heart beats faster
it reminds me of so many , especially a roller coaster
a roller coaster with many starts but no goal
you are still alonel in this pitch black hole
there doesn't exist something like   luck
but you are so deep in your thoughts
that you didn't notice it collapsing...

Your House Of Cards
Iska Aug 2018
Every day the cards were played
Everyday you lost
I won.
Every day you’d come back
With declarations of future success,
And when proved false you’d smile,
All lopsided and sheepish,
With a “next time perhaps”
And now your gone.
And next time won’t come.
I guess I won after all.
You always said
I was a queen of diamonds
But my dear,
You were the Ace of hearts.
To Everett
If there is a place after this life,
I expect to see that lopsided grin
From across the table
May we play cards again
who knows?
I may even let you win...
(Or not)
Limbotheclown Nov 2017
"It hurts for me to love you so much, I know you could take it  away. Ripped from my heart  I hold you in my arms, everything screaming Stay. The curves of your body linger on the tips of my fingers that they once felt. Im going to ask for a new dealer, I don't like the cards I was dealt. I will sit at the table,  playing the game until she makes a wish. In reality I'm playing poker, in my dreams its go fish. "
aih Aug 2018
A chip, a chance
Same deck of cards
All in with a poker face
I saw through you
Now you lost me
You didn’t even have me at all
You got it all twisted from the start
Thinking I’d fall for your game
Pulling the same exact card on everyone
But I’m not just anyone—
I’m someone—
Who couldn’t and wouldn’t be played the Joker.
I’m a Queen waiting for my King.
Josey Jun 11
I like to gamble
I play blackjack on my phone sometimes
It’s easy that’s why I like it
Not many rules but still a game of chance
But I’m 15
So it’s sort of illegal for me to gamble
only by 3 years
But when I was ***** I was 13
So the age of consent 3 years away
All the same
I like to gamble
Sometimes I’ll stay home from school
With no rhyme or reason
Just depression of the season
But I won’t text any of my friends
for the first few classes of the day
That way I can see their responses
And see if they wonder if I’m ok
My mom doesn’t ask question
Just a tear or two
And new hairdo
Doesn’t seem to grab her attention
I like to gamble
One time I dyed my hair red to black ombré
And came home with a belly button ring
It took her a week to notice the new color
And she still hasn’t noticed the metal
She hasn’t noticed the scars either
I like to gamble
Sometimes I’ll steal alcohol from the liquor cabinets of my home
And I’ll sneak out my window and into my friend's car
I like to gamble
Standing on the edge of a tall building
The wind blowing through my hair
And down my spine making me shiver
Wondering what would happen if I were to just move an inch
Wishing I would just move an inch
I like to gamble
But I’m not very good at it cards, money it’s all the same
Alcohol, death it’s just a game
Maybe if I quit it won’t save
And I could start a whole new level
Get rid of the pain
Because I like to gamble
with life and death
Because it’s worth as much as the money on my phone
Coins that you’ll never hear clang
It’s just a game
I like to gamble
Sometimes I won’t take my medicine
Just to see how much it changes
The feelings it exchanges
For depression
I don’t like taking it to friends houses
Because they can see me swallow my happiness
It’s not something I’m proud of
I like to gamble
One time I had a thought about poking a hole in a ******
That my boyfriend and I were about to use
Just to see if next month I would bleed
Just to see if a month from that day I would walk up to him
And say
A new pediatrics patient
I like to gamble
But I’ve played all my cards
I stare at the dealer
Like I’m staring at the stars
In wonder and awe
Confused and deranged
Isn’t it strange
How a game holds so much sway
But the only thing I don’t like about the game
Is the steep price I have to pay
zebra Aug 2018
The new # 69 hoochi coochi smoochi
rubberized *** robot ****** sucker model 2.0
now available

feelin lonely
tired of spats
credit cards charged up from dates that don't put out
don't like the same restaurants
not ***** to your taste
cant stand the in-laws
you wana live costal, they like Kansas
tired of internet dating
and no time for a quickie

when the one you love tells you they aren't in the mood

well bunky
its a brave new world
take a spin in our new model
robot 69, 2.0
they talk
they walk
warm all ova inside and out
scented oiled perfumed *** optional
and flavored
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replete with an array of assorted interchangeable
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extra sturdy for ware and tear
and those little irresistible spankies and whoopins
you just cant live without
plus any colors, or rainbow rubber chasse
*** straight or mix it up how eva
trans trans gender

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advanced multi lingual
baby talk and hits the high notes
talks back software program
NO always means YES
cu cu cu cu cu cummmmming
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and many others
in over 50 languages

Other optional features include

age play
ethnic fetish
blow jobs
tipping the velvet
**** to mouth
salad tossing
spit roast
bare back
chicken head
death grip
mammary *******
Netflix and chill
brown bath
cream pie
motor boating

and the shocker  
two in the pink and one in the stink
adult ***
Carmen Jane Feb 15
Valentine's cards
Delivered on snow

Sparkles and hearts and sparkled red hearts
Have been painted with  ink
                                              that actually glows
Delivery van slowly departs
Escorted  above by families of crows
My  very own Valentine's cards
Delivered on icy snow
My heart is broken in 2 parts
Because you're a no show
Danny Sep 18
Fine and light it poured
On and on and on
While I waited or not
Maybe I was hiding
Hoping it would stop
So in peace I could walk
But on and on and on
It fell and kept on falling

Didn't want to get wet
I thought I was good at risk management
But time had no patience
Flew away left me here
Now the clouds have burst
On and on it pours
Like a dam that's been suffering for long
I've played my cards wrong

Home is where I'm supposed to be
Having a cup of hot tea
But I'm stuck like meat or green
Lodged between the teeth
Far from home
Can't hit the road
Lost in my thoughts already catching cold
I guess I'll have to go even if it means I'll be soaked
Walking home in the rain cursing myself, so wet
Anne J Apr 28
my bleeding hearts of
stolen spades and clubs are now
in your cheating hands
Lol idk why I wrote this seeing as I'm not in a relationship and have never been cheated on but here you go, a little break poem in between my poems made for art sooo here you go!
ryn Jan 2015
\       |       /

\               •think my               /
pen's almost dry•it's get-
ting oh so hard•ideas seem to just
\   fly on by•i'm unable to deal any more   /
cards•bottom of the barrel•i seem to be
scraping•trapped in a long, dark tunnel•
coherence eluding...the words that need
inking•i need a simple little trick...•to
soothe this perpetual itch•need my
/        bulb come on really quick•hope-        \
fully as soon as I flick on
/               the...switch•               \
|   ooooooooooo   |
is used to win war
two black suits and two red suits
a poker deck of cards
All was good 'till you came
along, we've had our differences.
I refuse to build a house
of cards with you if you
keep knocking it down.
Because the more you
knock it down I stupidly
start to rebuild it.
I give up being the
only one actually trying,
you can continue knocking
it down but I refuse to rebuild it.
Marshal Gebbie Nov 2018
Why do we strive to be effete
If the sum of all is fear?
Fear that they shall rob us blind
Of all kept near and dear.
Why then do we strut and preen
When fortune smiles our way?
For the dire sum of equals scream
That envy rules the day.

What seeks the strata here
But to keep the fools contained?
For the eventual sum is the end of a gun
And a simmering hate, retained.
Human nature comes and goes
But one rule reigns supreme
That rich is right and poor is wrong
With nada in between.

God may intervene here
The good Disciples say
But internecine battle
Determines Faith has seen its’ day.

So what’s around the corner
In mankind’s vicious romp
But visceral disenchantment
Singing vengeance for the mob?
Or  a mass incarceration
With holocaust entombed???

With either joust…. Just futile
For humanity is doomed.

29 November 2018
Conondrum of the have and have nots extrapolated to extreme, but a scenario which well could eventuate if you apply it to the East/West morass, of today, the Trump regime and the resurgence of the extreme right, worldwide.
I wrote this as an exercise of extreme but I suspect it may well approach what might, in future, be.
Eva Aloezos Jul 2018
I was a Red Queen
starring in my own circus

Dazzling in authentic velvet
being looked upon,
but more importantly looking

Sitting on a mighty pedestal of white winter smoke

Gazing down on my misunderstood subjects,

Wielding a rosary, I never once believed in
stepped in water, that caused me no spiritual awakening
Sneaking through the haunting open corriders

they should know how empty the life of monarchy is

please let them see” much of this life is fake

they must see* there is much to live for, but also lots to die for

However, all this was an herb induced thought

Which stemmed from a memory of myself, a child of merely four years

Creating little soap operas, with the cards from a card deck

Mumbling to myself on the bathroom floor, wise beyond my years
The joker
is pure bliss
while the
king of hearts
is utter
Robin Carretti Jul 2018
This is not, a time to loosen up
Or nine to five job to give up
Just saddle up the power is in you
Five ladies cafe to dine at five and
drove_* the meter is running
(The Canadian Cup) team versus the
     Taxi Cup
He swooned you in your
Five dreamy but half heart sugars
Come on Baby bloomers
Let's see some boom!!

In your hips men will be men taking
frequent flyer trips temptation 1 2345
We need fewer digs one love teo reasons
World  345  heart flags
We don't have to cross our hearts
Perhaps tattoo heart legs no more strikes
Jumping Jack flash
What a rope in this isn't the Pope

Somehow we all get broke
To court her like your the lasso
stars cosmos hearts like Lassie
Never a change of subject how it
remains in your heart how it hit hard
to react but changed to five cards
Digging too long  lucky 777 like heaven
Heart digs

Oh! There

No, I am here
We are always  
numbers_ I only
have 5 minutes
No I phone have a heart
Oh! where is designed for me
Those five plates

Whats in between them

We are opening Live- Five
Strong heart to give the caring
The useful heart is never so daring
My gate* Girls are nail digging

Or losing add +

Our community
Heftier like Jupiter
Heart to build
the gravity
A big kiss hunch
of five roses

Your getting to bloom
but only have
5 extra movie parts
The front dress mermaid tail
Your heart delicate hands
opened up your emails
I think you hit the

Max to the million shot
No heart of gold
Only more leaders
Scrambling and digging
your fork
Mixing those egg beaters

Five men think they know
there women
like ten
Turn to five wrong
There it goes the lucky
five arguments

A plot beating
like a hot-shot
The French Baguette
Bread 9 to 5 firecracker
Five-carat baguette
wedding band in her safe
Heart digs to five hands
Heart neck guilty as a giraffe

The cafe house had only
5 cups left  they sold you out
Only Five Bed and breakfast
Do detailed with their Ladyfingers
But need more alone time
Be on time get sweet key lime
What is real-time so sublime

That rose- paper cut- origami
Sorcerer of five he was like the
cold cuts of big Sub Salami
Japanese sword samurai
What a Geronimo Oh! no
This wasn't a hot potato

Or Gizmo No-Go
Getting a shot for Polio
The gusto songs to the heart play
Maestro the Cosmo's
The five stars to heart his
Like a titanic ship but heroics

Five lunatics wedding horns ******
Five two timer Mario gamers
so demonic
DOMINO'S bed five students wed
We dug deeper get-up sleepy-head
Exposed cries location set
Network U- dig cups

Something lip curved
He misplaced my lips
What did he do in exchange
More stocks and hard stone rocks
Like frying pan egg
scrambled words

Crossed heart Rapper so believing
The Fox five sticking tacky glue
His CD Rose lying pants no clue
Painful pointed shoes need R&R
     Robin's *Responsibilities
       The Heart On Replay
The deeper you dig to restart

The healthy organically grown brain
Men on Pause I truly believe nature
takes its course
but another beat to go is that so?
And if so heart digs to five
Feel the good vibe in another tribe
Five times I had to wake you up
I am the love cure reminiscing

Giving me five reasons
Our beautiful change of
heart in season

Studying the fine art heart
Never refusing thats life
five-step to strive nothing

Robin shoutbox she getting
her point across
Either you're the worker or loner
The heart pleaser the boss
Your heart looks good
on your dress
Whether we win or deep mess
The good heart can change to
a bad start

Recharge your heart count to five
Venus- beauty moved on like a
pathologist digging over staying alive
The hearts what digs this is not the 9-5 workers we are talkers
and long settling in heart walkers come any join me we may actually be alive did I get a live one
Ken Pepiton Jul 25
When we took you in did we let you know,

oh no, now, then, was a secret

next became this, one quant of time
after an other since ever was imagined

as opposition to never.

the rest is reality.

we push-on not thinkin a bout t'morrow

thinkin' a bout 3 generations past

the best GAN i can imagine.

The mission of a proper PIM, modeled
on Gunga Din.
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