Adages Poems - Poems about Adages

I can see the web of lies around me Constructed by the spider in my heart Just a manipulator Playing its games with my life I promised myself As only a fool can That there could be a safe haven Calm within the eye of the storm When it was only a trap Set so perfectly on me By myself The ignorance of the world has...

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Adages Pt. 2 (darkness) Everything is spinning A place so dark with insolence Ignorance The trickiest joke for man to bear witness Soon drawn into it himself If not one extreme then into the other This was a man who could have had it all Instead Running a race against himself Driving out the last...

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Adages Pt. 1 (the cloud) I am just baggage to the world Cast away and forgotten An entire life Waiting for something Every so often a random passerby We exchange formal soliloquy Just talking to ourselves Wondering if anyone really hears They always keep a lock on my eyes To desperate to admit sad truths...

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A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush But man is slaved to fate, No fun or spontaneity Unless you speculate You can’t keep a good man down The candle’s sturdy wick, Yet alcohol and ageing Seems to do the trick. Let he who is without sin The first stone seek to cast Attack is the best defence, May as well be first...

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Old adages, Growing older with ages, Wrapped inside, Torn books, And periodicals, A dislike grown out of over their use, And failures after their use, And their newness in old times, Had bundled into hatred, Adage repositories, Were thrown in attics that be, And remained there for untold years, Curiosity unburied them now, Discovery was stunning, And shaking, Adages came waking, Each word was born anew, And had a wonderful meaning, More importantly...

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