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Dancing In Deceit

Coy, as dangerous as poisonous snakes. Convincing others, they are pure saints. Like bees to honey, then the gullible innocents fly. And true friends, abandoned and I ask, why? There is no answer to prideful vanity. People are bought off with compliments, it suits their vanity. It’s the ancient game of I’ll scratch my back but only if you scratch mine. Killing off true poets, good writers on the blooming poetry vine! 9/ 23 / 2023

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Lisa Ricci

Date: 2/28/2023 11:09:00 AM

Hello Pangie. I'm sorry it has been such a long time since I turned to your page. It was your title that caught my eye. Your words flow and are smooth. The rhyme was never forced or a distraction. Your message here makes us all reflect and look within and just look in general. Thank you for sharing your message and poetic talent. May this day find you well. Keep enjoying poetrysoup and poetry. Blessings always. (smile)

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 2/25/2023 12:36:00 PM

A powerful write. I always enjoy reading your writes. I like what Stephan McBride said. (below) Keep writing your creative writes. The ones who want to read will and the others will not. It is like changing the channel when you don't like the show that is on. So Write On.... Have a very blessed weekend writing away.............

Panagiota Romios
Date: 2/25/2023 1:12:00 PM

Paula What an uplifting comment. Bless you.write on. But of course.you are a dear heart and a humble poet, great people I have known are like that.I don’t insult people.but dont like to see the hurt in progress Hugs sweetie Panagiota

Stephan McBride

Date: 2/24/2023 8:48:00 AM

“I will stir up Egyptian against Egyptian— brother will fight against brother, neighbor against neighbor, city against city, kingdom against kingdom. Isaiah 19:2 NIV For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Ephesians 6:12 NIV Blessings my friend,great poem to enlighten the darkness around us

Panagiota Romios
Date: 2/24/2023 4:11:00 PM

What a moving quote….my friend. You brightened my day immensely . We need your spiritual input. As Charlotte stated, no major group here should belittle, avoid or put down another. They don’t know even know the harm a troll can do, to belittle another as I have,……they should be removed from the Soup.they are the bullies of the Soup. They do not own it, they are followers,worse, they are heartbreakers and they enjoy it! Yes they do. They just collect non thinkers to follow them, there is no commentor of the day. They live off of comments. A monster was created here…A thinking poet is sneered at. It’s both sad and disgusting. Pangie

Charlotte Puddifoot

Date: 2/24/2023 5:35:00 AM

i admire your fearlessness to speak the truth! saccharin sweetness masking pure poison..i've been on the receiving end, it seems many of us have..(the captcha code says 'ACT' - it certainly is! lol)

Panagiota Romios
Date: 2/24/2023 6:32:00 AM

Well, I tell the truth so much so, that people either hate my poetry because they think poetry must be saccharine nonsense. Life is real. We don’t live in flowerpots nor on Mars.life is brutal. I am in life as in my poetry. Real. I do not read saccharine poetry. Ee Cummings is my favorite poet. He tells it like it is. No gymnastics in his poetry. Just truth. No impressive vocabulary. Just truth, I don’t read poems like overloaded birthday cakes. Beauty is truth and truth is beauty. I am sorry you were on the receiving end. Many cake poets will never read me.does it matter? No. The poem reigns supreme.does it need a trophy! No. ACT, hilarious! Good to have a mentor. Mine is in the UK. I have no Background in poetry, just a colorful life.My poens are my autobiography. Enough from me, who lived my life like a wild woman. Hungry for adventure, love, truth.,,,,in love with words? Not me. Reality is enchanting)) Thank you.Panagiota xo