Best Deceitfulness Poems
No man was born perfect here on earth,
Adam was one but he fell into sin.
All men in the image of God from birth
Bore this sin curse, as it has always been.
All men like sheep have gone astray
Each to his own will, made his choice.
Man's heart bent to evil in every way
So far from God, he refused His voice.
But God loved Man so that in His Goodness
Sent His own Son to redeem him on the Cross.
Sin held Man captive in deceitfulness
Jesus was the Perfect Price paid for his loss.
Not all men can call God their "God",
But only those reborn through His Spirit.
Those who believe they were bought by Christ's Blood,
Are His children marked with His Seal and Deposit.
Some want the Truth but cannot handle it,
If all men were perfect, we won't need a Savior.
Every man is a sinner, the truth we must admit-
No one is perfect, that's what the Cross was for!
Today there's a choice each one must make:
To repent of one's sins, to believe in Jesus.
Faith and repentance is all it will take
To receive the Gift of new life that's so precious!
It's appointed unto Man to die once, then Judgment.
Heaven and Hell are real, just seconds away.
Trust God's Word that in His Love, Christ was sent
To die for imperfect you....He's the Truth you need today!
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~02.24.16
"For God so loved the world that He gave His one
and only Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish
but have everlasting life."
(John 3:16)
"At one time we too were foolish, disobedient, deceived and enslaved by all kinds of passions and pleasures. We lived in malice and envy, being hated and hating one another.
But when the kindness and love of God our Savior appeared, He saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of His mercy. He saved us through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, Whom He poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that, having been justified by His grace, we might become heirs having the hope of eternal life."
(Titus 3:3-7)
Categories:
deceitfulness, god, gospel, jesus,
Form:
Quatrain
The Unmasking ~
A Poem by Debbie_Philly
THE UNMASKING
Lives laced with indiscretions the dance has begun.
Liars take the lead my muse sings the song.
Deception pierces the psyche wavering on the
edge of insanity.
The muse has been unmasked reveled is his
morbid soul. Contents purged of it’s deceitfulness.
Lost love’s obscure, soul mate obsolete in this
malignant web of duplicity.
Cruel heartless muse , why do you ridicule
your beloved? Fixation on unattainable acceptance
Chasing contaminated dreams that render you
inadequate of ever knowing truth.
Truth in life, love and real undying loyalty.
Incapable of true intimacy , bewitched is your
brain by meddlesome hags.
Your thirst will be unquenchable all your days
and lonely apathetic nights.
My muse has been unmasked, seen for what he
really is. I wish him well on his journey for love.
My heartbroken soul wonders aimlessly through
this realm. Numb, disillusioned concealed in a shell
TRUST may never enter my world again.
By: Deborah Kelly
© 2009 Debbie_Philly
Categories:
deceitfulness, betrayal, break up,
Form:
Free verse
Karma was my best friend...
Until I fell for her deceitfulness...
She always had my back when others would try to harm me...
I would laugh at her and the way she would play with others emotions...
Not knowing that I would fall as one of her victims...
See Karma is mysterious...
I guess that's why she is perfered as a female dog...
She has no feelings...
That's why she always wins her battles...
Me and her never see eye to eye now...
I guess we're to much alike...
I also have no feelings...
Some may say that's impossible, being a human with no feelings...
Possible...
See, My mother is Sorrow...
My girlfriend is Pain...
My enemy is Fear, I have none...
I came in the world naked...
So Karma can't take anything from me that is rightfully mine...
So when I leave this Earthly Hell...
I will leave, knowing that I have won the battle that no one else has ever
Concorde...
Categories:
deceitfulness, depression, family, life, mystery,
Form:
Classicism
Living in a sleepy slumber..
As life passes by..
As one day is another..
eyes shut..
A daily grind of deceitfulness..
Masterminds of manipulation corrodes the air
A sleepwalking corroded mind asleep at the wheel..
The wheel of life is spinning ..
Trapped in yesterday..
A sleeping mind stagnant
As web of lies had spun deliberately..
Matrix of falsehoods had risen..
Awakened by a sleepy slumber..
Where every day is precious ..
Truth is not just spoken..
Truth is shown..
Eyes wide open..
Feeling over the moon with blessings.
A daily grind of gratitude..
Where vibrant colors of the rainbow captivate ones spirit..
With an open heart..
A beautiful mind awakened to the truth..
The wheel of life radiates love..
As the truth shall always set us free..
Categories:
deceitfulness, encouraging, inspirational, life, truth,
Form:
Free verse
There are so many people around this world
rage and malice fills many a heart
which results in fights and battles galore
but the question is where did it all start?
Ever since the world began so long ago
mankind fell into sin causing all to sin
in the garden, iniquity arrived when Adam fell
all mankind then born in sin no one can win
As life goes on in school and adulthood
sin shows it's ugly head with many a fight
both internal and external Satan attacks
using his attacks to draw us in his night
Scripture says that hearts desperately wicked
who indeed can know it's deceitfulness
no words can adequately describe it
for hate is indeed utter sinfulness
But God has provided a remedy
in Jesus Christ God's begotten son
on the cross, He was the perfect sacrifice
taking on man's sin redemption was done
('The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?
I the Lord search the heart, I try the reins, even to give every man according to his ways, and according to the fruit of his doings.)
Jeremiah 17: 9,10 (KJV)
Categories:
deceitfulness, god, hate, heart, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
July 16 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 46-50
Key Verse – Isaiah 47:4 As for our redeemer, the LORD of hosts is his name, the Holy One of Israel.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY HOLY REDEEMER
Lord God, You are my holy Redeemer midst sinful burden
Thank You for pulling me out against downfalls of pride so sudden
Away from troubles of transgressions’ warden
To bring me to Your salvation-garden.
Lord God, You are my holy Redeemer midst corrupt pollution
Thank You for taking me out against yokes of pleasures’ destruction
Away from wickedness’ perversion
To drive me to Your holiness-function.
Lord God, You are my holy Redeemer midst obstinate stubbornness
Thank You for releasing me out against treacherous deceitfulness
Away from affliction of falsity’s illness
To propel me to Your Word-truthfulness.
Lord God, You are my holy Redeemer midst infirmity’s fatality
Thank You for plucking me out against crises of no prosperity
Away from false teachings’ uncertainty
To lead me to Your direction-stability.
Lord God, You are my holy Redeemer midst vain judgment
Thank You for rescuing me out against despicable entanglement
Away from dark prisons’ encampment
To guide me to Your comfort-settlement.
Lord God, You are my holy Redeemer midst continual wastage
Thank You for preserving me out against secularism’s spoilage
Away from carnality’s hostage
To carry me to Your fellowship-advantage.
Lord God, You are my holy Redeemer midst iniquities’ reign
Thank You for freeing me out against selfishness’ strain
Away from rebelliousness of smiting sprain
To usher me to walk along obedience-terrain.
July 16, 2023
Categories:
deceitfulness, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form:
Rhyme
Have you ever stopped and asked yourself why
So many people on the Internet seem to lie
Instead of complying and relying on
What lives deep down inside
To spin their awful lies
That forces us to amplify
Because at the end of the day
A lie is still a lie
No matter how much you cry
These people think they are so sly
Betting that you will not pry
They only want to tell you enough to get by
How they think their story is ever going fly
Sooner or later you know
They are spinning a lie
Cant, they see it leads to our demise
Don't they realize any Internet lie
Always leads to goodbye
To their surprise, some of us are so wise
We see it's all one big disguise
Having to rely on what I know eye to eye
I'm the kind of guy
Who is always going ask why
You feel like its ever okay to lie
When I told you none of it would fly
If you cant back up what you say
Why did you bring me all this way
Just to treat me like prey
If you have no intention of being what you say
Oh Lord I pray
That it's not always going to be this way
I long for the day when the Internet
Can be like someone you just met
Instead of so many
Who makes it full of regret
Rather than a beautiful sunset
I won't let it discourage me
That kind of women just don't see
How important their word must be
To land a guy like me
Categories:
deceitfulness, bullying, emotions, loneliness, loss,
Form:
Rhyme
Written: December 29, 2023
___________________________________________
Mahogany motionless shadows
cast by deceitful sun,
a caterwaul unravels,
coeval betrayal
voice beckons glimpses
—of anguish
within the heart loci,
once pure and corpulent,
now rapt by crestfallen darkness,
bereavement blight.
synchronous with aquifers
Interfluve ferri-crete...
desultory.
A love so tender,
akin to a fragile bloom,
now withered and wilted,
lost in the gloom,
a vow is broken
trust shattered in shards
of diaphanous slogans
leaving behind, disconsolate
heartbreak—real misery abounds.
In magenta shadows
cast by a deceitful sun,
whispers of deceit,
waltzed in the wind,
saffron sun rays
masked the spuriousness
in perfidy of truth,
as a venomous snake—slither
exposing whopper &
taradiddle
causing hearts to wither
In depths of darkness,
truth did reside,
unveiling deceit,
where love once thrived,
a web of lies spun
entangling hearts
in a web of
perfidiousness
deviousness
guilefulness
& flimflam
how the heart weeps,
its innocence lost,
It once held love's warmth
betrayal wound is effusive.
A turbulent ocean
of bereavement
overwhelms this heart
eviscerate...
& in egregious pain
no relief in sight
only an aching hole
despite sorrow
mercilessly embraces
a glimpse
of grace and hope,
yet, darkness...
holds strength
empyreal resilience.
Categories:
deceitfulness, analogy, bereavement, betrayal, character,
Form:
Free verse
Unbearable thoughts barreling through my head
Decaying in this silent chamber...
Where I desperately cry for help
Words come out useless...I have no capability to yelp
They haven't collapsed in the hands of the unforgiving jail-keeper
This pain grows in my bones...making me weaker
No one bothers to consider me
Circulated by envious glory
That snicker at my carrion body as it drops in dripping failures
Dragged by the sickening thought of living with jailers
As if i had no outlook to life...
I'm still placed in this cold-heartened chamber
Because I'm drenched in silence...
haunted by the deafening atmosphere
sensing a load of terrorized fear
Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence
Cautious of the hovering thoughts,
transforming itself into my dreadful, panicky past
This hopelessness doesn't seem to matter
In this chamber of deceitfulness
Someday...hopefully Someday...
This silent chamber will shatter
For now, I'll abide in this loathsome,
silent chamber
Until God, My Savior, will shatter this wretched place
Into smithereens
Categories:
deceitfulness, adventure, angst, childhood, confusion,
Form:
Rhyme
Should anyone hurt you with cruel words or deeds
And there is no one to lean on for comfort
I hope, if nothing else...
You seek refuge in my outstretched arms
And feel the cozy warmth of my caress
Should the North Star mislead you as you follow it
Faithfully, and you eventually end up lost
I hope, if nothing else...
Adiona guides you from the dusty road
Of nowhere to your desired destination, or back home
Should we depart the shallows, and the ebb and flow
Of the tide erase our footprints by the edge of the shore
I hope, if nothing else...
The cauldron of memories we left there
Keep boiling over for eternity
Should you fail once, twice or many times
Like Sisyphus pushing a boulder up the mountaintop
I hope, if nothing else...
You keep trying, again and again
Though he never could, you eventually will
Date written: 10/12/2018
Mythological references:
Adiona is the Roman Goddess of safe return
In Greek mythology, Sisyphus or Sisyphos (/'s?s?f?s/; Greek: S?s?f??, Sísuphos) was the king of Ephyra (now known as Corinth). He was punished for his self-aggrandizing craftiness and deceitfulness by being forced to roll an immense boulder up a hill only for it to roll down when it nears the top, repeating this action for eternity.
-Wikipedia: The Free Encyclopedia
Categories:
deceitfulness, desire, encouraging, hope, inspirational,
Form:
Verse
I don't envy you
I don't envy you sister
I don't envy the fact that your eyes are too bright, painted with colors of the rainbow
How your lips look like they are smeared in a pot of warm blood
How your face look like a pot of brown earth plastered on a wall
How your fingers wear vulture claws; your toes too
How your gait erotically draw lustful souls into your coven of shameless fantasies
I don't envy you
Not at all dear friend
When you kept crooning about a yet to be found lover
How you brought a picture of your perfect man snatched from your minds' wall
How you swore to wring him around your body until he puts a ring around your finger
How your spell of deceitfulness brought home your shame unsavory
How that wicked craving of yours sent away all that meant well
I don't envy you
I don't envy your constant nagging; your definite raging
Your late nights and early morning shrieks of bitterness
Not even your legal tender that seems to diminish at hours tick
Not to mention your headlamps that have lost its bulbs
Your speedometer that stopped functioning
Your thermometer that has drastically gone up
I don't envy your madness
Yours sadness
Your reddened eyes
Your blackened heart
Your blue and gloomy sky
Your sunset
You in your closet
Your stiffened body
Your silent words
The wide road you chose
Your gnashing of teeth
I don't envy you
I don't envy anything about you.
Fabulous Edwina 'Neofloetry' Aleme
(c) 2014.
Categories:
deceitfulness, crazy, death of a
Form:
Free verse
My heart*, God wants you to be under His control surely
For out of you come issues of my life tremendously;
Your evil motives provoke me consciously
Enabling my will to harden obstinately.
My heart, to God do I entrust you with earnestness
For you must be changed from your deceitfulness;
Your negative reactions lead me toward faithlessness
Drowning my soul into depths of doubtfulness.
My heart, I give you to God for His direction
For you ought to follow biblical instruction;
Your foolish counsels pull me down to frustration
Causing my spirit to wallow in desperation.
My heart, you need God’s discipline for your molding
For you become so stubborn and unbending;
Your proud perversions keep me unyielding
Weakening my convictions’ from their firm standing.
My heart, your confidence in God must always be constant
For you easily waver that makes me futile and dormant;
Your unstable ways confuse me in every instant
Robbing me of His joy, peace and blessings so abundant.
My heart, keep submitting to God’s commandments
For you, by His power, can help me reach heavenly attainments
Your willing attributes propel me to comply to godly agreements
Driving my persistence to pursue after eternal achievements.
My heart, victory in God awaits you in your humility
For you can be perfectly wholly for Him in His working ability;
Your unselfish desires push me to seek His kingdom’s priority
Moving me to serve Him with truth and sincerity.
*Proverbs 4:23 "Keep thy heart with all diligence;
for out of it are the issues of life."
April 11, 2018
Edited on February 4, 2019
Dramatic Monologue with Rhyme
10th place, "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 16" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mark Toney; judged on 2/6/2019.
Featured poem of the week, May 23-29, 2021
Categories:
deceitfulness, faith, god, heart, inspiration,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
The Outsider
Ever ostracised from the truth
Lest they are known to well
By deceitfulness
The paranoia play of a black sheepskin coat
Is riddled with the placatory smiles
Of half spoken lairs
Nothing more supports the world
They come to deny
It is far beyond the responsibility
Of those who plead for honesty
Are loved
With hypocrisy
The wolf wanders back and forth
Paranoia play in a black sheepskin coat
Isolated eyes living on the edge
Uninvited
They trample amidst the cage bars
And toss zoo scraps
To an exhibit
A dieing breed of how not to be
Counted for a wolf instead of a sheep
An example
So they can breath in safety
Singular, prison, box, label; placed within
The confines ridicule so easily
For a debauchery of self satisfying
Inadequacy
Keeps them in their comfort zone
The wolf crosses back and forth
Paranoia play on the same old path
Uninvited eyes living on the edge
Isolated
And every confession to care
Will throw a bone
Something for the lame old dog to chew upon
Ever ostracised from the truth
Lest they are known to well
By the arts of their deceitfulness
Categories:
deceitfulness, lifeold, old,
Form:
Free verse
Dear Husband,
I write you this letter, so you may accept my word of soul into your gentle hands. I truly try to accept every word said....Even caught myself paying attention, giving you credit and trust....But, when fairy tales and biography....made of deceit enter my breast, heart and root....
Honey, this is, were.....
I can no longer accept every word or pay full attention. I have to accept, what...I feel inside...needing the truth not make-believe....The truth, to all these misdoubt feelings, are causing a big heavy mist, between our relationship....causing to many puzzle pieces...
Sweet heart, reality hits us all....at one point of time...Even when love is extremely blind...Even when, we assume its perfect...But we all know, nothing is perfect....I guess, the reason for this letter...is to let you know...Im in love with you...I know...I need you ...I know...I miss you...I know, but...I can no longer accept deceitfulness upon my broken roses...damage roots
I can only say....I must let go....
Until you find yourself...Find your dream...
Until then, I close this letter, with one last kiss, for us...
Love Wifey
Categories:
deceitfulness, hope, husband, life, lost
Form:
Pain
pierces
so deeply
wounding the soul
Leaving scars inflected by deception
Hurling it’s arrows of deceitfulness
Puncturing peace
Impaling
The heart's
Bliss
Categories:
deceitfulness, lost love,
Form:
Tetractys