Best Devious Poems
Livid I was when that nincompoop
stained that page of my book
with tomato sauce, while eating
oh! How horrible! How horrible!
It was just a little dot but still;
definitely not easy to tolerate,
since I am a bibliophile,
enamoured with poetry and essays,
being my idols William Topaz McGonagall
and the Irish-speaker Robert Wilson Lynd!
Oh! It was just a little stain which
blurred no text, made nothing illegible,
but still! My anger ceases not
and I call that man a true clown!
Sure hope I get by the censors with this one
Did you hear about the sweetie who fell on her bum
Some guys grabbed her private places
Helped her up, grins on their faces
What glorious heroes these kind men did become
A viscous heart, a liar
A mind of hatred
She’s hurtful, untrustworthy
Nothing is fervid
It’s all in her eyes
She is very devious
Heartless terrorize
Russell Sivey
Form Seguidilla
I never knew I could meet a more devious person and I have met
Their so hateful and self centered that I do fret,
Not knowing what devious ways and all they seek
Does kind of worry me because they like to peek,
At all my face book pages and then go on attack
With a devious blog or post to see how I react,
It is sick and devious the way they play mind games
The sad thing is the devious person has no shame.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
I found a crooked dollar
and hired a crooked lawyer
to pursue a crooked case
before a judge to place,
but we found no crooked court,
however hard we sought,
but as long as we keep looking,
we'll keep the cauldron cooking.
Dependable, DogDeanie was deliriously dainty, despicably delightful,
And delicately but duplicitously decorated, by dubious Darwin, who
Depended on DogDeanie to deliver delectable, delicious, dorm dolls
To Darwin’s Downtown Dogdom, or Darwin’s Delightful Dog Deiicacies.
Darwin’s double dog-nesses, where he displayed daring deeds,
Dedicated to DogMaestro, DogDeanie’s dashing Daddy, whose Derby
Was desperately downright dog-famous at both duplex businesses,
Darwin’s Downtown Dogdom and Darwin’s Delightful Dog Delicacies.
No longer heavy,
wind Swept.
High I soar...
Beauty in the clouds,
Soul swept.
High I soar...
Everything I miss,
Hurt swept.
High hurts more...
Love left, Cost kept.
Heart swept,
High hurts more…
Am I seeing things that are not real?
Are they made up in my mind?
Do I see only what I want to see?
or am I just scared of what I'll find?
Did I uncover the truth?
or what I imagined the truth to be?
Something off the wall, crazy and insane,
no sure what I should believe.
I feel as though a tornado went through my head,
as expected it was complete and total disaster.
I keep tripping over one mess at a time,
I can't sort through it any faster.
I get crazier everyday by the minute
and I watch the shadows on the walls.
I am intriqued by their constant movement
and I sit and listen for their call.
They are watching with an evil eye
and their voice has an evil tone.
Pulled in by their devis charm,
but, with them I'm not alone.
Devious in my feeble step...
seeking some pure, fresh air
and lay under a shady, tall fir
with strong desire on my lip.
My forehead continues to drip,
not finding any soothing lair;
devious in my feeble step...
seeking some fresh, pure air.
God! halt the desperado's grip...
if he acts in fierce dispair,
resorting to the wildest temper
with his voice lashing like a whip!
Devious in my feeble step...
seeking some pure, fresh air.
Secret thoughts
Lurking within one's mind
The forbidden fires I join and play
A devious ex-lover with whom I lay.
Another lover
One's secret desire
Continually igniting that forbidden fire.
Deviously;
The ex-lover heavily hovers
Never again,
To charasmatically share those loving covers.
Alas,
To distinguish the forbidden flame
One's heart,
Filled with embarrassing shame;
Cheating,
Without even a care
The story of a devious lover's affair.
When I think about all the lies and scheaming
I ask was it not obvious or was I just to lame
Having to hide my cries of what I was feeling
Because you know devious was her real name
And to think she was someone I used to admire
Well theres certinly no denial the fool then was I
She was somone who just liked to fuel your fire
You know with her alway's felt like a mile high
She was someone who once filled me with desire
Someone who would make you smile, but also cry
Little did I know she'd turn out to be such a lier
And every once in a while I still ask myself why?
When the look in her eyes was never missleading
But still oblivious I was to her constant mind game
I was another one of those guys she had beliveing
Because you know devious was her real name
A POEM IDEA INSPIERD BY A FRIEND FROM NOTTS
ABOUT AN EX OF MINE THIS SUMS HER UP VERY WELL
DEVIOUS SHE ALWAYS WAS MESSING WITH YOUR HEAD
WRITTEN JUNE/JULY (1999)
The object of my affection without exception
Is rhyming words of silliness but sometimes conception
The latter here's taboo
So here's what I'll do
Combine witty and naughties, quite a devious deception
water in my misty like tears
rolling down my~
dreams
watery pools of dreams
bathing the haunting of me~
haunted by pass
things that go
bump in the night
things that hold you
so tight
you can't even
breath
with bare Breast
heaving up and down
with deep pleases
the Beast knows
you can never
leave
forever trap
in the mounting
of flesh...
aka:lyricvixen
The object of my affection without an exception
Is rhyming words of silliness but sometimes conception
The latter is taboo
So here's what I'll do
Combine witty and naughties, quite a devious deception
A sly chef name of Dan, for a dare,
Made a hot chili pepper éclair.
When his 'ex' took a bite,
Dan declared with delight:
‘There you go again, blowing hot air!’
04/01/19