Best Betrayer Poems


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A
Man
Jewish
By birth was
Qualified to be 
A disciple of Jesus Christ
By heart he didn't fit the job title for he was
Unchanged, never saved, for thirty pieces of silver betrayed Emanuel

Workshop Poem the Betrayer of You and I

For a year l have been travelling around the world
Searching for the betrayer of you and I
I travelled to the four cardinal point of the world
I went to Burundi central Africa
Where river Nile was, I asked the Nile 
Of the great enemy of you and I
Your great enemy is with you, said the Nile
I went to USA. to lake Itasca in Minnesota
Where the river Mississippi was,I asked the Mississippi
Of the betrayer of you and I
Your betrayer is with you, said the Mississippi
I wonder in solitude, who could be the enemy
I was unable to go home on that day
Because the day is already down, so I decide
To stay for the night at the coast of Mississippi


I heard a voice shriek in my ear
I woke up in my dream
Gravity pulled me high in to the sky
I heard the voice again in my ear
Oh! my son you are wellcome
Look down to the land of livings
I saw how people were causing destruction to the land of living
Hatred grown between a couple
Brothers and sisters were killing each other
 Malicious gossip between two friends
'Do you now know the betrayer'
Said the lord
No my lord
Your great enemy is your nose
I was lost in awe and wonder,how could a nose
Be the great enemy of you and I,your nose
Can smell all these good foods for you to eat
And you are using it to breathe
And yet it betrayed you
Your nose can't smell someone malice at you
Someone of dangerous behaviour
If not because of your nose
Life wouldn't have corrupted to this level


I woke up from my dream
I realised it was a dream
And the betrayer I have been searching for all this while is NOSE.


12/5/2015
Contest: Workshop poem
Sponsor: Cyndi MacMillan.

What a Betrayer

O! You are naive
You are barbaric indeed
In you, I am disappointed
We sight each other everyday
We smile to one another each day
We fondle one another day by day
Aren’t we married for years?
In number, it was thirty three plus three years
O! Electricity
You are but faulty
You bit me with your electricity teeth
Just as snake bites
Believe me
Please trust me
Pray I shall not stand
As I lay flatly on this ground
Enjoying pain of your thunder bit
After cascaded from long distance poll
As long as the firmament
Laughing though tears drool
You are defunct!
I mean it you are extinct!
O! Poetry soup, don’t plead me
Don’t plead me
Okay I shall show mercy
For my fellow poets to viewing their poetry
They need electricity


Judas the Betrayer

Judas the Betrayer

1 It was just before the Passover Festival. Jesus knew that the hour had come for him to leave this world and go to the Father. Having loved his own who were in the world, he loved them to the end. 2 The evening meal was in progress, and the devil had already prompted Judas, the son of Simon Iscariot, to betray Jesus. 3 Jesus knew that the Father had put all things under his power, and that he had come from God and was returning to God;”  John 13:1-3 NIV

Judas, the Betrayer of the Lamb of God
Sat at the table of the Passover.
He ate the bread and drank the win,
Feigning a friendship coins to barter.
He celebrated the Passover
And pretended to be one of Christ’s closest friends,
But his heart was on Satan’s battleground;
This messenger, the prince of darkness sends.

The Passover ordinance did not convict
And soften Judas’ heart.
He’d rejected the Holy Spirit’s calls;
No deep love for Christ to impart.
His selfish pride lay on an earthly kingdom,
Where recognition he thought he’d gain.
So he sold his hope of salvation,
And thirty pieces of silver down the drain!

Although Judas partook of the bread and the wine,
Symbolizing Christ’s broken body and spilled blood,
He cherished not the Savior’s heart
But self-love became his cherished flood.
Convicted by the enemy
To betray his so-called friend,
He gave his heart to Satan,
Not to Christ, his heart did lend.

Judas found his partnership
In the temple priests, Christ’s foe.
He led them to his Master—
To Gethsemane they did go.
Judas the Betrayer
Kissed Christ on the cheek.
A lowly act of betrayal
For Christ’s enemies he did seek!

Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012
www.maureenlefanue.com

The Betrayer

WE STARTED YOUNGER
HOPING TO END IT WELL
IT WAS AS A GAME OF CHANCE
A LUCK IN EVERYONE’S FAVOUR
A BEHAVIOUR CAME ABOUT
CALLING EACH INDIVIDUAL
TO AVERT UNIONISM
UNITY IS THE FACT
THAT HOLD THE FUTURE
POTRAYING HONESTY
HOW DARE YOU BETRAY?
BEWARE FOR YOU MAY LIVE
AND MAY LIVE LONELY
DEEP IN SMELL WATER LONELY
ASKING WHICH WAY TO HOLY
PLUS THE WAY TO NEW NOLLY
IN RETRACING THE UNRULLY
DO ENCOURAGE YOURSELF
TO AVERT BEING ONESELF
COS ANON
PERHAPS MEET UP IN BULLY

Cupid, Vile Betrayer

You have assailed me once again,
unwittingly, unknowingly, I have become your willing victim
Though this time, I shall give you leave
and allow you the full reign
Haha! for I am in a jovial state of emotions!
I have met my earthly match
The one who melts me at a word
She matches me word for word
Her divine beauty,and her intellect
like the oceans, and the skies, is vast
and her smile, her gorgeous smile
as radiant as the night sky
sweeps me in and leaves me shamefully abashed
and her frame, her form,
so delicate and proportionate.....
and there I shall stop with the descriptions
But all these things
which I find an ease to write,
inspired and enthused as I am,
leave me speechless
when she is standing in front of me
© Dean Boic  Create an image from this poem.


The Betrayer

I Love you was nothing but a game
But my feelings will forever be the same
Your tongue was a double edged sword
Pierced through my soul and broke my heart
straight you looked in my eyes and lied
You said if we broke is the day you die
But you living and moved on that's a lie

Am here wondering why should I hurt 
But i guess life is full or good and evil
But we choose non they just happen
And the live us hanging asking if there is love
Or if there is peace and joy

Time Is a Betrayer

Time is a betrayer
Sometimes, its a player
It would betray you
And you'd blame yourself
It can misrepresent you
So that you'd forger yourself
Time chases you everywhere
It comes on your heels
Just like an armed robber
So you better gotta to be wise
In all your dealings with time
As for me, this piece I'd always revise
So I can learn to dance on the rhyme

Time is a master
Sometimes, it's tester
It would lead you
And you'd betray yourself
It can mistreat you
So that you'd even hate yourself
Time ceases every situation
It is like an ambush in the night
That can betray your precious life
So you better gotta be very wise
In the manner you deals with time
You can keep this piece and revise
So you can dance to the rhythm of the rhyme

Time is a betrayer
I believe it is a player
This is why am being fast
To be count before the last
I am ceasing every opportunity
To gather all my people in unity
Time is running just too fast
So we better gotta be wise
To interpret every single rhyme
Because time is never gonna wait
Its moving on and so straight
Come on now my people!
We must wake up and make a move
Before time betrays our trust.
© Simon Amu  Create an image from this poem.

Ye, the Betrayer

How dare you! How could you?
Beneath that innocent brow
Deceive the one you woo to
Upon you, I now frown 

She waited. She loved you! 
She had set aside her crown.
Soon you will get what now is due
For I shall throw you down.

Betrayer

With the report from a gun,                            
One life was shattered while. 
Cruelly another was taken, 
Compassion and love were forsaken. 

Remorse from you was never shown, 
Your reason for this may never be known. 
The ones you left behind begin to wonder, 
What was your reason for such a form of treason.
 
Now forever without their loved one, 
They will have to face the empty seasons. 
Without ever understanding your reason why,
They will have to face time as it comes and goes. 
 
To my face you called yourself my friend, 
With your betrayal you brought about this end. 
You destroyed my life and took my true friend,
You taught me a lesson I'll never forget or forgive. 

But still those who judged you allowed you to live, 
You gave me a gift I never wished to receive. 
One of death and betrayal is what you did send,
In this I learned the cost of Betrayals End

Betrayer

OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-NativePen 013
BETRAYER -Revised
TIME OF THOUGHT: July 1,2012
DATE OF THOUGHT:LOSS

Your mission
You finally executed
Now you have broken loose
Our bond of friendship

Now the cloud is crystal clear
That it was a plastic one
Your fake and rehearsed smile
No wonder your smile does not reach your face
Pretender

Now I know 
Why your smile ceased to be oily
My trust you barter
My loyalty you trade
You are a betrayer

Where to hide?
You are unmasked
I can see you clearly
You bogey
You betrayer

Be your own counsel
What have you to say?
Can I still trust you?
If you were me, will you?Be your own counsel and judge.

Premium Member The Betrayer

The Betrayer
Miracle Man
5/7/2023

Words spread fast in a three dog town,
faster than a grass fire on a windy day..
Affecting not only the one taken down,
but collateral damage makes others pay.

For the tongue betrays the heart of man,
and the thoughts that linger there.
From thoughts, all our angry words began,
and are launched by tongue with flare.

Angry words bring to others much hurt,
when forethought was sadly lacking.
Words once spoken,, we can’t divert,
from the ears that we’re attacking.


Matthew 15:18
King James Version
But those things which proceed out of the mouth 
come from the heart, and they defile a man.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Betrayer

They were with me the whole time
as I yelled and cried and cursed the whole of existence.
They held me
They fed me
They did all they could.
They nursed me
and cried too as I cussed them
and lashed out
and hit them
and stole from them
and ran out on them without a word
of thank you.
Then, when their time came,
(we all have our time,
whether or not we deserve it
or merit it)
as they stood helpless
and I was their witness,
I denied them.
I didn't have the time,
you see.
I was too busy living the life
they'd given me;
a life I'd never known,
where I was free finally;
where I didn't have to run anymore,
to or from anything.
You need to understand,
I couldn't jeopardize that.
I couldn't go back for anything.
Not even for them.
So, I walked away,
denying my life once again.
Now there is no one to save me.
Now there is only me.
And I know what I've done.

Betrayer

I am the betrayer
i hold my head down
away from life and light that may seek to see me
I am ashamed with myself
and all that i did
for i went against the one person,
i betrayed the one person,
who will never forgive me:
Myself.
I betrayed my heart and my soul and my mind and my conscience
i threw all of them away
when i told the rest of me it was okay
I ignored the only person i could trust
and left it in the dust
i now have to clean it up
oh, how stupid young love makes us.
It was I who left this mess for me to deal with,
when he left.
Now i can either sweep it under the rug
or let it haunt my heart and my soul and my mind and my consience forever
like i so deserve.
What more can i say,
I am the betrayer of all that has betrayed.

Betrayer of Russias Rouble

If quite clean is this portrayal
For the Rouble quit betrayal...

We don't higher fly with trouble:
We remain The Trapped in a rubble
You can't be seeker of trouble
And of it not clinch a double?

Currency to hurt not Rouble
How long can you with joy bubble?
Now a mansion soon great Rubble
If you dare betray The Rouble

For life body heat might double,
For disguise more of your stubble;
Things shall still be much unstable,
Russia might not near her cable.

If damned clear is this portrayal
For the Rouble spare betrayal.

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