"deciet" poems
Tired eyes.
Tired of the cries.
Tired of the lies.
Sick of the deciet.
Sick of the defeat.
Taking no for an answer, but I've still been beat.
Less beats to my heart, a slow and rapid start.
The faster it goes as the pain begins to show.
Can't cover it up no more, everything is out.
Wired mouth, cant speak the truth.
Trapped in a box. But I'm slowly gettin loose.
Bull dog, I broke out.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:28 PM UTC
Sleeplessness is a lonely kingdom.
I could promise myself discipline with the daylight,
but what if I told you that I lied under the moonlight?
Sinners never sleep,
sinners never sleep.
They lie awake and talk
with the wings of Gabriel.
They don't shut their eyes;
there are stories in the picture houses of their own.
Of lie and deciet.
And guilt and anguish.
They'll never sleep.
They'll howl with the night
and forget why they were meant
to darken their hearts to match the sky.
They'll never glow. They'll never beat.
I'll never sleep. I'll never sleep again.
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
The crowd sits patiently
Waiting
For magic
At the hands of this
Magician
He smiles at them
Connecting
With every soul
The first trick of any
Magician
They prepare themselves
Trusting
To not be cheated
By this intriguing
Magician
He entertains them into
Loving
His every act
Reassuring the conniving
Magician
The crowd goes wild
Loving
The magic on stage
Erupting from this
Magician
He smiles once again
Secretly
Knowing the deciet
Of a trap set by a
Magician
The audience has been made
Foolish
For believing
In this insincere
Magician
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 6:22 AM UTC
I place my wildest dreams in a system where I can contain
To avoid judgement in a world full people to name
As I learn to drop my pride and forget my fears
I'm still afraid of a woman, I can't name that I'd love to get near
Time ticks so why waste minutes on a bad trip
Of allowing your mind to go and travel through all the bullish
Of evil that tries to deciet you as you drop down to the lords knees
Keep attracting princesses when it's a queen that you truly need
Would you die for peace?
Bleed to survive?
Take the answers off another's test or actually try?
Why lie?
We all creatures of a bad habit
I tend to carry baggage
Still kinda afraid of average
Just felt I needed to express through this hallow pen
To The Lord is the simplicity of my minor thoughts in which I'm tryna send
Please don't resent
Honesty, the truth
Pain doesn't come unless you allow the pain inside you
Whatcha tryna do?
Will fight for what you believe ?
Will she love me unconditionally?
You promised me you wouldn't leave.
My imagination has grown but first it had to die
The terror of the nightmares
The sleeplessness of a lie
Release what you have inside.
I promise it'll set you free
Take a look at your blueprints
Before you go and try to fix me.
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
Carrie, how does your garden grow?
Are the souls of your enemies
Buried beneath your personal cemetery?
The victims on their knees
Begging, beseeching, pleading
Praying to you and the same God for
Things to be as they were before
With silver bells, Carrie?
Are your nails sharpened to a point,
Itching to break bones at the joint?
To snap my wrists and tie
Them up - your peace of mind
Tortment me, ****** Carrie
Smirk and laugh before you bury
And cockle shells, Carrie?
Are you seen as a pleasurable fantasy?
A mask of terrible daydreams?
Your body caresses the loaded gun
He swears that pain is one with love
You are an instrument of pure torture
Who is viewed as a delicate sculpture
Are your pretty maids in a row?
Are we in a straight line
Waiting to be punished for our crime?
Your foolish prey meet the guillotine
One swift motion - sliced clean
Hail Carrie, the ****** empress,
Queen of deciet, and ***** mistress
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
I wanna kiss it
but its so hard
not sure how to bring it against my lips
and then my fingers up and slip
So soft
the place you make between my shoulders as they stand
the truth in your presence
the defautl in your eyes
unlike the lovely demise
in the powerful
but full of histories of deciet and self succumed lies
in a cloud on a pillar high
this is where I thought I might die
but death isnt the only escape
when beauty surrounds you from your mistakes
filters in through your insides
it leads you to a moutain top so high
the snow fall cleans you of your ***** hide
kiss you touch ouy
never call you mine
because I know better
not to contain higher things
clip thier wings
I gave my heart, I gve my soul
to the wronged of those
may I rest by your side
my ribcage exposed
to the love you know
from my touch
from my gental spirit
the light from behind my eyes
that reaches and finally does it touch
you heal me inside
you slip your sweet medicine between my lips
you swindle your breateh of life
I dont fight you with my hips
into my worried eyes
I fear not
not any more
so long as you are here
I can let go of this rope
lay your worried bones next to mine
and I'll do my very best to buy us this time
may the clock stop
as it does for the dead
because we are heaven lieing in your bed
kiss me once
kiss me twice
and I'll kiss you thrice
my worries drop as does this plunder
my thoughts roll from us like defeated thunder
I hold you whole
I hold you tight
I give you the same freedom, I give you the same rights
I heard you speak
of whats in your head
I'm smilling for the things you dont know that of which you said
fumbling in your sleep
you craddle my crown
as I dose myself in the sweet silent sound
I am fawn white
I am pure irridescent light
cloaked in darkness
hidden from sight
so that the goodness might prevail
even during teh trials of night
You, with orbs in your antlers
with moons on your tongue
you dont chase me
I realize I mustnt run
The power with in you
sends me still
even so, I am reeled
for the dangers I've met
for the dreams
I stir
I feel the safety in this allure
you sparkle in my eyes
from inside you
I see us side by side
standing tall
for authority we call
together we are safe
and with tired eyes
I will keep you warm and safe
to any and all expendeture
we are fair
a deiety in of itself
we are desired for being rare
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 7:01 AM UTC
when times are good
everything is as it should
when times are hard
revealed is the hidden card
from the deck of life you were given a hand
play it right or it crumbles like sand
one can bluff or even lie
but the truth is known as it meets the eye
be true to thyself or or none can be true
as the life you build will fall upon you
based on deciet a heart can grow fond
but over time you will lose that bond
as with time it will show
the thorns as they rigoruosly grow
truth will consume the you, you think you know
because all the lies will suddenly go
when that moment of judment demandingly calls
and the castle of your lies built suddenly falls
to each their own and to thine own self be true
reap what you sow as it is cast upon you
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 8:16 PM UTC
When a baby is born
When a baby came to into the world
When they came into existence in the true world
They came with joyous sound
Yes people say they cry
Thats a cry of joy
They came out singing for joy
They came out with different tones and musics
The lyrics of there songs is unexplainable
They music only defines happy moment
They sing and dont warry
They propagate and catalyses the happiness of there parents
The only true definition of the music is happiness
Oh the joy of a baby
As they are born
They dont know pain
They dont know sorrow
They dont know deciet
They dont keep malice for people
They had no enemies
They accept there parents for who they are
They dont care if they are rich or not
Tall or short
Black r white
Blind or not
Deaf or dumb
They came out with total acceptance
They are true definition of been innocent
All they know is sing for joy
All they know is smile
All they know is shout of joy
All they know is play
All they know is that the world meant happiness
They dont have any problems
But they are solution to a problem
They solve problem of barreness
They restore joy and happiness to there parents
They dont hate
Rather they love
They dont discriminate
Rather they accommodate
They dont course
Reather they bless the family
As they grow day by day
They got prettier,handsome and beautiful
As they grow
The joy of the family also grow
They sing with passion
They cry out with loud voice
They they cry out saying.....
Describing how beautiful the world is
The joy of a baby is the greatest joy ever
Sometimes i wish i could turn back the hands of time and go back being a baby
Sometimes i wish i could go back to my mothers womb and be born again
Just to enjoy the feelings of been a baby
I wish i could turn back the rotation and the revolution of the earth on its axis
Yet all this are impossible
If am given three wishes
First is to go back as a baby
Second will be going back as a baby
Third will be going back as a baby
The joy of a baby is the greatest joy ever
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 6:55 AM UTC
if you tell the truth and never ever lie
you can walk through life with your head held high
never ever fib be honest and be true
as you walk through life this will guide you through
lying is dishonest and fills you with deciet
so never ever lie and keep your life is sweet
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 9:34 AM UTC
****** certain!
(What can change?)
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Poets plot the course of love
FROM DECIET
TO
THE RAZOR BLADE!
With surgical precision
And
Pornographic clarity!
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Haven't you heard?
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****** certain!
--
(What can change)
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...
I saw a face in the misted
Missed opportunity
Always
There
--
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I thought of you
--
You
And your promise
That you would
Always
Be here
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 2:53 PM UTC
My generation is swarming
With new kinds of witches.
Some will be obvious,
Lurking and spitting, throwing
Daggers from the corners of every room.
But on occasion, one will be covert,
With sweet dresses and
Beautiful hair cascading down her shoulders.
Greeting those around her
With a charming smile and wide, bright eyes.
But she weaves a web of deciet and triffling words,
And as she speaks, she clouds your mind, speaking
In foreign tongues which are not
Of this true world, until you
Are caught unaware, for her spell has been cast.
You blink, confused, and look down at your hands,
Trying to ignore the impending sensation of insects
Creeping up your arms
Until you realize.
You realize that her spells are not those of darkness and horror,
They do not come in forms such as toads, dark clouds, or anguish.
Her power, her only power
Is that of one way time travel.
And when she casts her spell, her words take you back
To when you were simple, childish,
12 years of age.
Her words come out in flames,
Painful, cruel flames that scortch your heart,
You fight back, begging her to stop
And realize the pain she is inflicting,
Until you suddenly notice that the words are meaningless.
Words, painful words,
But from a child's mouth.
And you stare at her in horror when your past self
Flees your being while her's remains.
Her words, still shooting from her mouth, now
Small, plastic bullets from
A child's gun.
They sting your skin, but no longer scortch your heart.
She then flies away, charming smile back in place,
Leaving you swaying in utter shock, praying
That her next victim will posess your same
Awareness, and sense the truth behind the flames.
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 12:16 AM UTC
When the world fades
I am all alone in the
nighttime with no one
to guide me
Through this dark abyss
of the apple of my eye
I give to you the secret of my life
Im better thatn those in whom
you place your trust
dont lie to me
I can hear your soul
It rings of deciet
Mar 16, 2010
Mar 16, 2010 at 11:52 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Original Lyrics By Fleetwood Mac
Situational views with over determination ,
I don't need a judge or a saint , thanks for consideration,
Poked eyes don't see the evils that go on in this country,
Some people could hear them calling from hell , it must be comfy,
Plant life can't even really get a stance without people building buildings
Over them , there ain't a chance,
But nothing to a country boy that just works with his hands,
But not in a country so doped by wickedness , do you understand?
Listen As My Heart Grows,
Watch us all rise.
Running towards the Meadows,damn deciet,
**** your lies*
And if you don't love me now,
While your heart is dipped in sin,
*I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(Never break the chain)
You've broke my soul somehow,
We can't just sit here and pretend,
*I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(Never break the chain)
Listen As My Heart Grows,
Flowers all in sight.
Running In The Meadows,hide the dark,
Embrace the light,
Your Love is stricken,damn deciet,
**** your lies*,
And if you don't love me now,
While your heart is dipped in sin,
*I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(Never break the chain)
You've broke my soul somehow,
We can't just sit here and pretend,
*I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(Never break the chain)
And if you don't love me now,
While your heart is dipped in sin,
*I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(Never break the chain)
Never break the chain,
Never break it with your family,
Never break the chain,
Never break it with your friends to be,
Let the link be stronger like protecters,
Keep your enemies,
Closer, in world full of broken hearts and a lot disclosure,
Is a lot to be saying for a kid that lives Florida,
We need closure for these posers that make greed a rare exposure,
Ain't no,
Signed sealed deliver **** when it hits the fan,
And nowadays being a man that dies is mostly a black man,
My opinions just stirs up so much conflict in comforting someone about the
Truth and it's allegiance,
Killings happen , it repeats and,
Don't let them open up the season.
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows)
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows)
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows)
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows)
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows).
Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 11:25 AM UTC
I do not fear the earth I tread
Beneath these darkened skies
My quest is to walk in honesty
Escaping deciet and lies
Each day I am reminded
By this challenge of mine
It's like scaling the highest mountain
That man will ever climb
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 7:05 PM UTC
Behold the ringmaster of the reindeer games.
The trials set - all ****** to fail.
Hateful and manipulative thing
Champions shall ever prevail.
Bring this monster closer to god
And near your own martyr’s pit.
Sallow in self-pitied sorrows.
Take to your gold crucifix.
Build ‘em up - your epic disasters.
Spawn the grounds of the grandest battle.
Tyranny’s backlash not in mind
Subjects worshipping you like cattle.
Angels fall such tragic heights
Suffocated by this ruling *******
Now these erinyes come to slaughter
Their manipulative treacherous master.
Concept of praise and deceit
Dire as death and defeat.
Build ‘em up - your epic disasters.
Spawn the grounds of the grandest battle.
Tyranny’s backlash not in mind
Subjects worshipping you like cattle.
Angels fall such tragic heights
Suffocated by this ruling *******
Now these erinyes come to slaughter
Their manipulative treacherous master.
Appeasement of this demigod
Now all that is of consequence
Nothing else brings comfort now
All that exists is this false repentance.
Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
I met him, he smiled,
That smile which he had given to me when I tried to talk to him for the first tym,
And i felt thoughts and ideologies of us rhyme.
And then gradually we became friends,
Everytime I told him something, he used to smile,
I came to know it later that smile was just used to bluff,
My trust on him ripped cause, werent holding it strongly, his eyes.
At first we were best friends but then this change of behaviour came,
And friendship kept longing for the origin in him.
Collided Stubbornness and Deciet to create implosion,
Which none of us wished, but time to bring the surgeon,
No surgeon not because he has regrets but for removing my wound with root,
Cause remains there no friend in him, All I could see is ignorance,
Then it was over after a couple of short wars and the other time a constant cold war.
Now I met him after long time in my mobile, its screen carrying his pic,
He smiled, Once, trustworthy, I thought of which.
Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 10:48 AM UTC
Hush!, he approaches,Rush!, here his coach is,Try to tame the loud thumps your frightened heart makes,Stop!, or he'll see you,Chop!, that's what he'll do,Dismemberment of you, and just a moment it takes. Come! let me show you,Run! this you must do,Evading the sharp strike from his long and shiny knife,Look!, keep your eyes peeled,Shook!, that's how you'll feel,If he ensnares you, he will bleed away at your life. Oops!, i've decieved you,Nice!, how i played you,Enticing you right into my masters eerie lair,Now!, you grow weaker,Vow!, i must seek her,I must satisfy his lust for more maidens so fair...
Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 5:17 AM UTC
Golden eyes drink dry
Goblets of sunrays
Swallowing gallows of Greed
Guzzling and Gobbling
Like fat cats gazing
Down upon field mice
Gallantly waiting for
False Gods, redeeming
Envy's green deciet
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 3:43 PM UTC
I toss and turn to erace the memory
Focus on something delightful
A sunny day
A moonlight night
Flash, and freeze frame, my brain explodes in pain
The pain of deciet
The sight, the smell, the taste....of your deciet
The tears threaten to drown me
As our special child sleeps, unaware ....of your deciet
No anger yet, just this deep pain filled night
Questions without answers
A name without a face
**** YOU ...Why?
Lies...how long the lies?
The bedside clock reads 3 o clock...
The hour of great mercy!
Another lie...
midway between 12 and 6....
dark and light...
and another tird day thinking,... wondering
of you and your mistress.
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 2:29 PM UTC
if you tell the truth and never ever lie
you can walk through life with your head held high
never ever fib be honest and be true
as you walk through life this will guide you through
lying is dishonest and fills you with deciet
so never ever lie and keep your life is sweet
Jun 6, 2010
Jun 6, 2010 at 8:25 AM UTC
A marriage of distrust and fear,
anxiety over what’s to come and what is.
With each sunrise, I hope and pray,
that it will set and the nightmare will end.
Your word play is a delicate deciet,
a slow romance with evil itself.
I can’t image the end,
But I imagine it’s more beautiful than,
what has begun.
Sep 5, 2009
Sep 5, 2009 at 10:15 PM UTC
The imagination can be a weapon of mass destruction
When running riot and exploding
When jumping like a kangaroo to conclusions only a fool could make
To always see the worse case scenario and never see the good in man
The paranoid and self gratification eventually took over a nation
When thoughts of all are out to get us invert to our most personal issues
The people then see nothing good deciet and cheats in all of us
The only end in this end of days is to be yourself for pity's sake.
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 3:08 PM UTC
Take me to the place called tomorrow,
Show me what will become of me;
Will it be a place without sorrow
A place where i'll be free from misery;
Take me to the bank of the river,
Let me throw away the pebbles of my pain,
Hold me close more than ever,
Let only pleasure and passion fill my brain;
Take me to the park where the air is cold and serene,
And whisper sweet words to me;
Let your warm palm take hold of my chin,
And kiss my lips to extreme ecstacy;
Take me for a walk on the streets of berlin,
Where the reflection of peace shall be on me;
A place where a true lover for me might be seen,
Let my tears seize and my spirit be happy;
Take me to the exotic paterres of France,
Where i shall inhale honor from the fragrance there;
Bring to me the nightingales of romance,
That beautiful songs be sang to take away my fear;
Take me to the victoria falls of Zimbabwe,
Where i will watch my past sink to the abyss;
Let my regrets be forever washed away,
That i may return home with a heart of peace;
Take me to a place called tomorrow,
A place where my past mistakes will not repeat;
A place where i will look forward to another tomorrow,
where my loving heart will no longer suffer deciet.
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 4:32 AM UTC
Treading down the steps of your heart,
A string of wire holds itself from breaking,
A neck is forming in that string so dart,
And this action of fate, my soul isnt taking.
You came to me for a friend to seek I know,
Now what can I do If, my soulmate inside you, your eyes show.
And this is not at all **** what I am trying to say,
Folded are my hands to almighty every night to pray.
My mind counts numbers and alphabets to get some sleep,
It does so to console my heart, wound embossing in it is so deep.
Is it my fault that I have found true love in you..??
Yes I think its mine, cause you werent wrong, your feelings werent of deciet but of true.
But what can I do now if I cannot live, without talking to you.
If not love, would u give some minutes of your life.? please, only a few.
So that I can show you, what I used to say were not just words,
I want to marry you. Hey please dont pick up ear buds.!
When I try to forget all the time I spent with you, this cruel heart starts to murmur you name,
Oh **** I am unable to control myself, its such a shame.
But I am not a bad guy and wish for you to live happily with the person you love.
While Agony spreads from tip to toe and my heart gets freezed to see someone else with my dove.
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 11:59 AM UTC