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He stands and walks, and makes himself as hard as rock,
He smiles and waves, at beauties and babes,
Then whispers into a quiet boys ears, makes him excited and confused with fear,
Then screams and shouts on the worlds redoubt,
I do not engage in a sinful dance, while his hand holds the young boys stance,
Caressing it up and down, while the eyes set on the young boy and frown,
He rapes the young one through and through, Forgetting we are in the Twenty-first century too.
When they still be in the closet, but they gayer than your gay brother, more homosexual than your active lesbian lover, and more decietful than a profesional corporate lawyer.
Charles Berlin Mar 2010
TELL TELL TELL
Me about the hell of sin
While I can
SMELL SMELL SMELL
The love-stink of your next of kin
I'll
BURN BURN BURN
My blood is made of gin
It drips down
Sticks to
Stains your chin
Lascivious and lurid is your predator grin
When with vicious curling rictus
You inflict this, you begin
DECIEVER ****** LEADER
My devout Sunday morning tweaker
Set us up in rows of pews
We sit and listen, you spout and spew
Don't presume us to be in virtue weaker
Than you, my fire and brimstone preacher.
Rhiannon Grace Jul 2014
sending me away
would be just like killing a
frightened mockingbird

sending me away
would destroy my innocence
swiftly afterwards

sending me away
would displace my faithful soul
-lonely deciever
my first poem made from haikus
Mike Hauser Jan 2019
i'm a pretender
a thin man in disguise
return to sender
with address hard pressed to find

considered a keeper
secrets about myself
i'm a deciever
some things i can not help

a reverse revolator
there are things i'll never tell
a strong detonator
wiring myself up to fail
brandon nagley Apr 2017
i.

Woe unto thee O' man, making woman thine thrall, beating her, bruising her, O' how God dost see it all. Woe unto thee making innocent toy-***-slaves, build thy Bunker's in thine deep caves, for thy statues and idols wilt be moth-eaten, cankered; just as thy silver and gold.

ii.

Woe unto thee O' man, taking innocent soul's, young men fight and die, whilst dear mother's cry, look to the sky's; for the signs of Prophecy art awake, stay alert O' elite men for how the ground is soon to quake.

iii.

Woe unto thee O' man, blasting bomb's in foreign lands, making robots human, and robots men; how technology hast become thine own savior. But thou shan't be saved, just running away, as thy streets wilt fill with the blood to be spilt and crumbling skyscrapers.

iv.

Woe unto thee O' man, spraying chemicals in ourn midst, slowly murdering the innocent; whilst thou drinketh toddlers cruor to keep alive another day.

v.

Woe unto thee O' man, pushing deception on TV, media puppets thou doth feed, CIA infiltration with thy greed. O' soon thy airwaves wilt be shocking. Thy earth
Wilt mourn like cradles rocking,
Making Christmas not of the
Messiah but of stockings,
Filled with lust and
Filth.

vi.

Woe unto thee O' man, grab some stilts, walk highly with thy head in the clouds, as thou hath all pride and None shame.

vii.

Woe unto thee O' man, for thou knowest not pain, for what's coming to this sphere shalt make men's hearts fail them.

viii.

Woe unto thee O' man, judgements art coming as I shalt detail some thing's as
For me to thee I was sent. Quakes in high
Magnitude, an Antichrist and his false
Prophet, whom shalt rule for seven year's,
A mark of the beast (RFID chip) in the forehead and right hand, don't yet shed none tears yet for these things all were
Planned. A one world religion coming
Together as the false prophet wilt make,
The last 113th Pope is here, many lies
He gives and takes. Predicted by two
Saint Malachi's, of the last great deciever
Of the Church; he gathers all religions as the Bible dost sayest, so don't let thy feelings get hurt. All religions wilt gather, after the rapture of the church, the rapture is Jesus Christ rescuing his People, from the Antichrists coming scorch. As in the moment in the twinkling of an eye, believers in Jesus Christ like bird's wilt disappear and fly, high in the clouds to meet ourn Lord in the air, news channels wilt be reporting (MILLIONS PLUS MISSING) MANY NOT HERE!) The Antichrist is here now, he wilt soon (return) many will bow to an image made for him during the seven years of God's judgement that shalt be felt-heard. The Antichrist shalt hath anyone killed who doesn't worship his fatal image, for anyone whom takes his mark (RFID chip) wilt be eternally ****** for hells own wishes. Though Christ didst not come for to judge the world, but to save, the sinners, all humanity, were all sinner's on display. For Christ died on that cross, was mocked spat upon, beard ripped out, holes in wrists and feet, after his soul left his body the sun turned dark, the moon blood the Earth's shook for his own People killed gods son, the only name that gets thee to heaven; Yeshua hamashiach ( Jesus the Messiah) alpha, Omega, beginning and end. Life of living water, bread from heaven. He's always the same yesterday and today. As must I sayest to fireballs shalt come, and tsunamis so high people can't run. War wilt be nuclear as battles shalt rage in Israel, Christ came not for thy damnation as thou hath been taught, he came to save the soul. The Lord said ( I am the way truth and the life, no man cometh to the father God but by me,) that means only through Jesus, gods son, canst thou be free. Theres none other escape from these things coming to pass and things to be. Salvation was payed on that cross for thou and me. Now it's they own decision where thou Wilt spend eternity, a very real hell descibed in death and ourn gospels seen. Yet don't take mine word reader, thou canst try to ignore all the day, I just came to tell thee who died for thee, Yeshua (Jesus) his name. There's much more I couldst sayest but I'll leave thee with this, John 3:16,( For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.) He opens his arm's to thee O' reader, it's time to make thy choice, the morrow
Might not be here for thee, Christ offers
These words with his voice.

© Brandon nagley
© Lonesome poet's poetry
Word meanings:
Woe until thee; Christ used to say this alot to the scribe's and Pharisees who's heart's were hardened and eyes were closed, as his own Jewish people sadly rejected him and they still reject him alot today though the 12 tribe's of Israel will come back to him as the book of Revelation speaks in the  judgement hour of (7) years of tribulation.
Thee; you.
Thine- your. Thy also means your.
Thrall; slave.
Dost; do and does
Doth; do
When I say build their Bunker's in caves the book of Revelation speaks this would happen as the elite high rich people are building Bunker's all across the globe Miles underground you can search it in Google , their miles under the earth miles long they are building it because of planet x (nibiru) and other planets in our solar system being caught on film all in YouTube and the web footage everywhere thus why I said to in poem spraying (chemicals) in our midst. They spray over 40 chemicals in our air (chemtrailing) lines that aren't regular plane lines left in our sky but they make tic tac toe in sky and starts opening up looking like whispy clouds as they aren't real clouds, they are spraying to cover up planet x (nibiru) near the sun already here and other planets in our solar system that came in with this planet x. As suggest all go back read my poem ( nibirus approach on here ) .
Wilt; means will.
Whilst; while.
Art; art.
Hast; has
Hath; have.
Thine; your.
Shant- shall not.
Ourn; our
Drinketh; drink
I bring up elite drinking youth blood this is actually something well known luciferians do, take youth blood getting it iv style in their veins because they believe it's keeping them alive longer. Ya these are the real people who run your globe you can look it all up yourself if want truth not feel good lies.
Knowest.
When I say things coming upon this earth will make men's hearts fail them, our Bible speaks men's hearts will literally fail them from looking at things that will come upon this earth.
Canst; can
Some links for you to read asap

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1837677/serious-note-not-poemyour-time-is-running-out-readerjudgement-is-coming-to-the-world-read-find-out-how-to-escape-tribulation-coming/

Link 2 read notes below this poem

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1874075/nibirus-approach-thy-end-is-close/
JOSE GONZALEZ Oct 2014
TIMID, Quitter, loser, liar, fake, LOVER, daydreamer, schemer, DOWN TO EARTH, lazy, cold, selfish, corrupt, COMEDIAN, addict, abuser, shallow, BIG HEARTED, ugly, hater, user, BRAVE, deciever, GIVER, opportunist, betrayer, CREATIVE, self-centered, HELPFULL, con-artist, chicken, idiot, SHY, nagger, THOUGHTFUL, crybaby, actor, HONEST, cheater, adulterer, crazy, AMBITIOUS.

                                                                                      
Geno Cattouse Oct 2012
The spider is a weaver
The magical deciever
It lays a snare atop the air.                Come little ones.   A treat awaits.

The pied piper plays a tune
He spins a a lovely guise
He catches children never flies.          Come little ones.  A treat awaits.

The politician on the stump
Puts the spin in his ragged tale
To win the minds and snare.              Come little one. Atreat awaits.
Maybe I watch these fools
Because I want to believe
Or because I hold out hope
That one has a word of truth
For me
I've always been disappointed before
But I'm willing to accept a miracle
Were it offered
I have a gut feeling
These fools won't be the ones with that gift
To give

So what, then? Why?
Why do I turn up my nose and
Level a sharp cynical stare
At these snake charming hucksters?
I know all they do
I percieve their intention
I hear the lulling lilt of the seducer's song
That rolls like fragrant incense
From their serpent-tongue mouths
Lips chapped and bleeding
I smell the stench of their breath

All have eyes to see
All have ears to hear
Still the blind lead the blind
Their hands deep in pockets

The damage done
I sit and stare without guilt
Because I love to see the deciever in action
All the better I'll be able to recognize him
When he comes knocking at my door
© 2011 by James Arthur Casey
DC raw love Jan 2015
nine live's
cat's eye's
another die's

change some
change not

lucky charm
who's fault

some hurt
some lie
some passify

failing anger
failing love

let me run a marathone
just to find your hate

lier
cheater
deciever

surely you keep
hiding from yourself

nine live's
none left
JL Nov 2011
You make me feel so fine
Day breaks like a burning ember
Too soon it always seems
Stay up all night and listen
To a waking dream
Where is the magic sleeping
I used to feel it all the time
But now I lie and listen
To a broken melody
Where is that meaning sleeping
I used to feel it all the time
I left one night when you were sleeping
In somebody elses bed
I can feel it in a moment
Like a rush of blood into my head
A needle to another vein
I want you to know I wake up
In the same old world as you
What makes us so different
A world thats crazy
A sky so blue
Cloud number nine
Came right on time
Like a rush of smoke into my lungs
I think  I hear a whisper
On the reciever
Your a deciever
Dream Breather
Kobbe Dec 2012
Believe whats called true
The words that create this illusion
Believe it will confuse you
Those words are an intrusion

Mind has been twisted
As the lies been deceptive
I am but a believer
Words alone can't be the deciever

A tongue that withholds
The intention of a soul
Forgets that truth lies
In depth with their eyes
Annie McLaughlin Dec 2015
Remember when you touched me
as I said "no"
Remember how you kissed me
with such urgency to take that first bit of innocence
Remember as I pushed you away
and you got mad but zipped your pants anyways
and the only reason I followed was because
you were my ride home.
Remember how you had THE NERVE
to ask me for money
after how you had just touched me
and the only reason I did not slap you
was because you had made that poor little girl
afraid
of everything.

But tell me,
you MUST remember when I came to realize
the man I was with was best friends
with a criminal,
a deciever,
a lousy excuse of a man whom took this
hardly-14 year old girl's first bit off innocence
and discretely- her last

You must remember the denial.
You must remember how you called me a liar,
a fake,
an attention
seeking
*****...
You must remember wishing hatred upon me.

My poor excuse for a man,
but do you not remember
the beginning of a catastrophy
that only you
had the power,
underneath those grimy wandering hands,
to start ?
To the boy - not man - whom took it all from me, and then denied it all to my face.
Mujen Suraj Mar 2023
hold the moment
make things happen
draw it slow and slower
make it repeat
give this a breath, and so
live in now, live in this moment.


dear, time is elusive wanderer
and often a deciever,
dont be sure to let it elaps
and it's tragic too, you cant embrace it for forever
JL Nov 2011
Your a brittle ***** believer dreaming of the days
A devil hearted deciever
A careful little game
Of listening for a phone to ring
The static, the reciever, talk until you say
Something I believe in
Careful in your ways
I say goodbye
I'll miss you
I wish that you could stay,                                            


             ­    But

Your a danger to yourself
Finding your own way out
Means a bullet to your brain
Finding  your own way home
Singing all the way
Tessa Traum Feb 2014
the fire in my eyes, ceases
except in the light
of the poor reciever at the end of my deciever
plump sanguine lips
glossed over in the saliva of guys
i've fabricated a magical mask spiked with lies
to taste the lips of "lovers"
an ego boost
a hoaxed siren with naively forged wings
covered in *****
of those who are not smart enough to see
when something is fake
like a mad medusa witch
i understand now why some women took the hand of evil
but the angel inside me
breathes she doesn't want to hurt people anymore
and the devil will not walk out the door
so i'll hurt myself instead
with a bullet to my head
a splash of colour
and i'm dead
with real wings
instead
hearts are not a joke
Seven seals will be broken,
Seven angelic horns will sound.
Nation will turn against nation,
There shall be evil all around.
The Deciever will take many,
Poor souls ensnared within his blasphemy.
Many will be persecuted for following our Saviour; our Lord Almighty,
Giving are lives so that others will know the truth is a worthy priority.
I will not bow to the false prophet,
I will not fall into the web of lies.
I am a Believer and they can't stop it,
For Him i will give up all; even if that means my life.
When was the last time  I. Panted. For the water. . ?
When was the last time I. Knelt. before his throne. . ?
The deciever. Will come up to me and say '. Sickness. Be gone '.
But. It's. In Christ. Alone we are saved , in him salvation is found .,
every knee. Laid low .
Pockets of water gather on mountain tops .
From rills to ravines , gush and flow . .
Rocks from volcanoes solidify. ,
turn to crystal dreams in granit  lost in  space and time .
born from magma. They are formed  
Only in time , only in time .
Yet  in a cave in my mountain my kings hand is never  over my cup ,
nor my goblet. Left dry .
In the shadow of my mountain. Trees find  water , prosper in every season .
Then in '. Eighteen  hundred. and frozen to death '  came a rolling doŵn
My mountain , a. Thick cloud covered. This ball of clay in the heavens .
Birds fell from the sky ,
Fish floated in the water ,
Farmers. Returned. Fleeces. To their beasts of the field .
Poets. Retreated indoors ,
Out of dreams Frankenstein wax born .
'.Bread or blood ' the peasants cry
God hast. Breathed. On our green fields. and turned them to a white frozen waste lands .
'.or has Napolian. Captured. The sun ?  
Out. Of this misery. the deceives. Came .
The ear twitchers. Listened  ,
Gods book found new. Chapters. ,
To profits of the new age .
Oh you. Can still , even now hear them knocking on your door .
Listen carefully ,
Stay alert . !  
For as  Eligh. Layed. Twelve stones
Baal. Men danced. ,
As. Eligh. Called down from heaven
Baal s. Men ran ,
And as Eligh. Came a looking ,
Fire and water reigned down .
One God of the land .
Yet even today there's. A heart break a  coming my way .
N
Amanda Kay Burke Aug 2018
Nothing compares to deep conversation
That fills moments throughout the day
Your eyes glisten brighter than the moon
Wear a smile that takes my breath away

Night's mysterious magnetic field
Nothing like the pull of your gravity
Your voice keeps me anchored
Protected from outside depravity

Cannot find hesitation in your touch
No spoken words carry fear, doubt
You leave, I capture your essence
Place to place I roam about

I scrub my skin, wash my past down the drain
Hands are wrinkled under a leaden waterfall
Noise from newly-born wishes echo
Songs of emotion off the ceiling and walls

Your steady calm carries to my head
Always ready, in fear of no one
Charming, witty, a natural deciever
War-fueled strength challenged by none

If I could, I would bottle your light
I can't, so I try to memorize
Your hand and mine fit together
Space of doubt between your eyes

Have to force my gaze away
Too easy to lose myself in your lines
When you touch my naked flesh
Swear the galaxy aligns

Trying to make changes you deserve
Make something of our supply of tears
A future for hands to arrange
Melt into as we conquer the years
I think my sad poetry is a lot better than mu happy poetry
Mike Hauser Jun 2018
I'm trading the bright lights for the bluest skies
My eyes have ever seen
The jungle of asphalt that I now walk
For the purest of golden streets

This one room shack in which I live
For a mansion of many rooms
The lies told by the deciever
For an eternity of truth

I'm trading the aches the pain the guilt the shame
For a soul that's sastisfied
As these bones and flesh return to dust
Greeted by the other side

Where I will meet my maker
And His Son face to face
Praising Jesus as my Savior
Throughout my never ending days

I'm trading in the corruption
And all of sins control
As it has given me nothing
But evil desires of want

When I breathe my final breath of this life
On that glorious day
Leaving all of this behind
When I make the trade

— The End —