"decieves" poems
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb
She thought she had the upper hand
But fate got in the way
And the lion had nothing to say
So they began a lfie together
Determined to last forever
For their love was stronger than you would believe
So intense it almost decieves
But the lion couldn't overcome
All the obstacles to be with the one
He left the lamb with tears in her eyes
And wouldn't return despite her tries
Now the lamb couldn't comprehend
Why the lion wouldn't spend
A life time with her by his side
**** the lion and his stupid pride
But the lion soon came to regret
The fact that he could ever let
His precious lamb get away
And now the lion knew what to say
He needed his lamb and needed her bad
See he missed the love that they had
But the lamb did not forgive
All that the lion did
But she loved her lion, she couldn't deny
Even if she couldn't explain why
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb
Stupid lion, stupid lamb
Jun 15, 2011
Jun 15, 2011 at 7:17 PM UTC
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb
She thought she had the upper hand
But fate got in the way
And the lion had nothing to say
So they began a life together
Determined to last forever
For their love was stronger than you would believe
So intense it almost decieves
But the lion couldn't overcome
All the obstacles to be with the one
He left the lamb with tears in her eyes
And wouldn't return despite her tries
Now the lamb couldn't comprehend
Why the lion wouldn't spend
A life time with her by his side
**** the lion and his stupid pride
But the lion soon came to regret
The fact that he could ever let
His precious lamb get away
And now the lion knew what to say
He needed his lamb and needed her bad
See he missed the love that they had
But the lamb did not forgive
All that the lion did
But she loved her lion, she couldn't deny
Even if she couldn't explain why
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb
Stupid lion, stupid lamb
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 1:23 PM UTC
She is
A''''
Shadow
She stalks and haunts you by the DARK
She conjures your mind
Into a sea of EVIL
and follows you swiftly
Into
Your END,
But just then
She leaves you bare
SHE IS
A''''''''
WITCH
She
Casts
A spell
On your heart
And mesmerizes
You
With her EYES
AND
WITH THE BOUNCE
OF
HER
*******
She locks you into a SEA
OF ILLUSION
AND
You are forever
History.
SHE'S
A''''''''''
THIEF
She says
She's not after your
Money
Yet
She wants your soul,
She wants your heart
AND
WANTS
YOUR
. LIFE.
SHE
IS
A
............QUEEN.
She travels
. Through
.. ........ The
Tributaries
Into the DEEP BLUE SEA
AND
WEARS
HER CROWN,
SHE SEARCHES
FOR SOULS
SEARCHES
FOR
HEARTS
AND
THEN
... SHE
LURES
AND DECIEVES
SHE
IS
.A
SHADOW
RUN
RUN
RUN
FROM
HER.
Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 11:39 PM UTC
We sit and we wait
For what we know not
It has no name or form
But each of us waits
We're sure it's what we want
But is it really?
It comes for a few
And they are overjoyed
We watch them leave, and we wonder
Have they found happiness?
Was it worth the wait?
Will it come for us?
And still we wait
Believing it will come for us
And we will dance with it always
Love
Is what we wait for
And it tantalizes us with its nearness
Laughing and dancing just out of reach
Our fingers slip and our grasp is not firm
And it scampers away again
Only to tiptoe near as we're about to give up
Leaning down to whisper in our ear
"Don't give up.
I'll come for you.
You just have to wait."
But love is a tricky being
It conceals and decieves
And waits for us to believe
Waits for us to fall head over heels
For us to smile and laugh
And for us to give our hearts
And when we do
Love steals our hearts and keeps them for its own
And so we sit and we wait
For what we now know
Its name is Love and its form is stolen hearts
Jan 13, 2010
Jan 13, 2010 at 12:20 PM UTC
Icy fingers that touch your thoughts from a distance let you know in an instant that it was me and I was there. There, where I lingered freely in your inner most secret feelings, twisted them into doubts and fears. Echoed in the sound of your tears as they ran down your face in their race to the ground, slamming violently down without a sound without a sound. So draw near! I am the lover hater you fear yet hold dear. The secret that you knew all along, containing all the right answers gone horribly wrong. In a song I have kept you lost in the promise and hope of passion so lasting, delivering emotional lashing after lashing after lashing for the taste of tears that I savor. For I am the dream breaker, the beautiful monster who decieves to recieve that which I do not deserve. Keeping my song bird locked in the cage, break away and escape the fate! Run fleet of foot fleeing from these outstreched arms of an empty being until you reach the place where you were meant to be, get away from me and sing the songs you were meant to sing.
Apr 30, 2012
Apr 30, 2012 at 12:08 AM UTC
This hair
These eyes
lips
and nose
This figure
These toes
Is not who I am
We all have
fingernails and
eyelashes
But its what's underneath
My hopes and dreams
Our fears and flaws
That make us who we are
Those wishes we keep wishing
I wish you could really see me
No
I wish you could see
Beyond what you see
And realize your vision decieves
And I am more than what I appear to be
There is more to me than me.
Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 3:26 AM UTC
In the darkness I feel the cool comforting embrace
the reality is I invited the demons that I chase
over grown with the thoughts of days gone by
the dove of peace can no longer fly
the moon beams have become my sun
all good things left undone
living just to live another day
all the dreams I had, now given away
on my face a smirk apears
amidst the lines from all these years
I worked hard to get where I am at
no suprise I feel like a tire gone flat
I will always be the awful taste that never leaves
the lurking doubt that confuses and decieves
you know me all to well and it's not by coincidents
I am your lack of self confidence
Nov 22, 2010
Nov 22, 2010 at 7:43 AM UTC
Isn't better now to back
To the hood where the Eden
Is in ruins, silent,
Among the bullets echoed with no names?
Even the crippled that hold fast
Like dignitaries to empty beer bottles,
With a good for a drink at the tips
Of tongued devils groaning that all
Have failed them.
Dealers on the corner
With their ominous eyes and crooked
Cash on the beaten sidewalks of a ghostly
Corner, wondering if they can return
To innocence like a prodigal son,
Home to end an evil spell,
Might he end up free as in dead
As he walks with a half hope
And pockets of cash not his own.
When the homes stop falling sideways
And the floors don't break at
Nights step, walking by old frames
When the home knew better days,
Half open eyes walking about
The enclosure's cracked walls
And roach infested walls,
No water and asking themselves
If it's all worth it.
And I return here in a stranger's
Stance with mind wide open,
I watch the leather bucket stands
Dripping its drop like a weeping
Woman for a child.
The sun decieves here,
Light sheds over burning fountains
Where the trash is unfiltered,
The homeless suffer chronic mist sleep,
The Virgin's eyes closed with
A faithful candle hoping
To open her eyes and save the neighborhood
From itself or its repetitions,
And still they bury one everyday
Too young to go,
The doves humming above when
Another is laid on a slab dead from
Hopelessness of it all.
There are no new arrivals here,
This is the hood after all,
If you can make it out and remember
The overflowing reflection,
Bring back a fresh and humble view
With some dramatic memory,
You may survive the barrio,
But the intimate response
Of sadness when you visit,
Somehow the nightmares never go.
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
When I look into the mirror
And I stare into my eyes
Is it me I really see?
Or just a man in a disguise
The mirror shows my reflection
The way I look physically
But it cannot show to you
The state I am in spiritually
The mirror it cannot reflect
The heaviness of my heart
Or the pain it feels within
As if pierced by a sharpened dart
The mirror does not reveal to you
The sadness that abides within
Or the absence of joy that did exist
Will I find it ever again?
The mirror is a great deceiver
For it shows only the outer shell
Where all seems as it should
While hiding the inner hell
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 5:59 PM UTC
my mind
is smarter than me
and if
that doesn't make sense
maybe your
perception
decieves
you
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
Hatred is one of the most powerful feelings man can experience.
It decieves me to take actions that bring heart break upon the people i love.
Without knowing i loose part of myself and loose the things we love.
When i hate am unable to live the life i desire.
The anger that is in me, if not dealt with, is like a bottomless pit
It must be fillied but can never be, it stalks us like a tiger stalks her prey
When the time is right it strikes leaving us nothing but bitterness.
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC
There is no escape from yourself once you turn seven shades of blue
You can scream at death and brush away the leaves but your grave will always have a body that decieves even after being filled with sawdust and glue
Bound to anger and rebellion you struggled to let anyone in
Bindings so tight, fingers turned black like that night
Screaming, crying, attempted flailing
You tried so hard to not give up the fight
You succumbed to the blight
Your mom couldn't even recognize the cold leather bound over these bones that are told to be you
Malnutrition claimed stake to the body
Amphetamines numbed the mind and caused leishons to start rotting
No escape in death
No escaping breath
Hollowed head from a chest filled with ****
Your life shrunk, grew diseased and immature
Beaten senseless and tied to the headboard
Did you suffer? No one can say for sure
Buried with little more than the foegiviness of a closed casket and the permanantness of an abused life
The only memento you'll carry on is the form fitted ligature marks and consciousness derived of strife
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 5:42 PM UTC
These words written
are more understood and accepted
than the ones, I wear and speak.
My thoughts are tucked
safely in these words
than the ones I disclose to people.
My pen never
leaves
decieves
hurt
hide
and judge
like people do.
It just pours ink for me to craft
and offers paper for me to be listened.
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 1:09 AM UTC
You lose what you try to gain,
You gain what is nothing
When you find what is meaningful.
You take it and brainwashing your self into thinking it's in your membrane.
But who you are and what you made can never be together, unless your a God and there you go again claiming what you can't be.
..wretched! Filthy! Men who decieves will be DECIEVED.
You can tell them I said it!
You poor and wretched man until you see you need him more then you want to be God, YOU CANNOT EVER BECOME REAL TO ME ...
Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC