Best Deceit Poems

Anger flies with swift wings
As tedious pleas for more time reverberate through his mind
He is the servant of Time- yet takes the blame
When her clawed hand unwinds the clock
He, the sovereign of the dark, the one and only truth!
Is at the front of the onslaught...

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The truth was concealed with many branches
Entangled on a trellis of deceit ,
The anger reflecting inked blots on weeds
As I  cruised alone through evening’s approach...
To bid his disguise   hidden like veiled twigs
Crumbling, withering  in this labyrinth
Till  the pretense of fidelity...

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Slowly you wind your net
Intent upon a snare....beware
Slyly he comes interest he feigns in your day....
He comments on the weather
While your feet are fixed in a snare

His two edged sword is placed for a quick kill
His mercy is protective of his time
For time is money!!...

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Don't ask me for

Something I can't give.

And don't ask me why

I'm saying this.

You say he's a friend,

I say that's a lie.

Could you just explain?

Just tell me why.

What's with the deceit?

What's wrong with the truth?

Can't you just tell me,

Why must I be a sleuth?

I don't understand

What...

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She cries all day,
and all through the night.
She weeps for her lover
who’d stormed out of sight.
They’d argued in anger,
saying things they didn’t mean,
about rumors of a woman
he’d secretly seen.
She stands near the lake,
being frisked by the wind,
thinking of the story
she’d heard from a friend.
A story...

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Give the people what they want,
let them have it   quickly
The pot is on the boil,
hissing steam 
Desires of an improper seethe

Angry thoughts on a roil,
the patience of diligence dissipating
Hurriedly, they the cast the peppery vote
For they all savor a king:
they alova his sweet,...

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Cloaked In Deceit And Hidden In Darkened Shrouds

I am done with giving to those that deceive
casting pearls to those that do not believe.
Why join with pretenders seeking a gold crown
when all they desire is to take you down?

Poetry is not game that some make it...

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Let the hollow tree be void
It’s sap is sour not sweet
Dripping with empty words
It’s roots are broken ready to fall

It’s fruit with beauty has a taste of bitterness
Branches so weak the fruit falls to the ground
The bark so thin unable to stand upon it’s own
With...

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Lies & Deceit are the Devil's tools
To relish in them, will render you a fool.
They'll destroy all trust & run people away.
Why would they deal with it? Why would they stay?
Lies & Deceit are not in God's plans
These are not the things, he's given to...

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Rush of nerves, quivers come night, 
blush of love parts evening clouds. 
Green eyes aglow tempt in candlelight. 
As stars dangle low in spangled shroud, 
we rise high above, embraced in flight -
words a whisper, untruths vowed.

How at sunrise shall I wake
now knowing love cannot...

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Everything is not what it seems.
Am I awake or is this a dream.
As I replay these thoughts in my mind,
I’m picking up the pieces traveling back in time.
The sunset on which I’m gazed.
What people do and say I’m never amazed.
The words that aren't heard,
Are the...

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Memories are often deceiving 
Yield to all the possibilities

Permanence is an illusion
Everything is in constant change
Reign in moments of confusion	
Stretch your subconscious range
Ponder a new or different vision
Everything is in constant change
Constancy is key, not temporization
Tomorrow brings something strange
Incorporate and embrace intrusion 
Venture an exhilarating...

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lie
fake, fudge
deluding, duping, deceiving
falsity, falsify, facticity, factuality
presuming, prevailing, predicating
validity, veracity
truth...

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Heaven's storms of fury see behind bland masks of deceit....

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"The Value of Reading"

messages impressed
upon the secret keepers.
when is late too late?
to divulge the truth?

"I know this is a shock"
arrives far too late 
when it is anticipated
by the writer pundit 

keeping tabs
on runnaway horses 
trained at the gate
tokens laid for bets.

what then sister?
if all should...

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