Best Disloyalty Poems

No more disloyal and
unfaithful,
If call allegedly is
painful,
For what thee
supposed,
And finally, thee
opposed,

No more regretful
and remorseful,
If called rebel and
untruthful,
For what thee
blamed,
And finally, thee
lose famed,

No more curse and
deceitful,
If called liar and
unfaithful,
For what thee
craved,
And finally thee
paved,

No more betrayal and
guileful,
If called
untrustworthy and
slickful,
For what thee not
deserve,
And finally thee not
preserve,
No abuse, greater
than...

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My suitcase lies on empty bed
With travel on my mind . . .
I pack then fly within my head
As I leave your ghost behind.

Someday it won't be just a dream
Carving out a new life will be real.
I sacrifice, you say I scheme,
Misunderstood is how I...

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Loyalty, Small and hard
I took it like buck shot
lodged in my heart

He left you for O.K. Tulsa I believe
You said he didn't know you that well
he didn't know you have smoked weed

But he knew you in a way
no other should know I had to find...

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Disloyalty is like a cocktail with a mixture of pretentious entangled with a so called clicks, captured in webs  deceptions and full of backbiting oftentimes are illusions of breaking of faith and disloyalty and omissions of one that can’t be loyal when its only...

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to be brave is to be 
                                      unafraid...

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God’s Word is a mirror, strong proof,
a basic, factual tool which can typify mankind.

Archaic illustration from this book…
abduction, untruths, conniving and killing.
Individual, loyal to God for a long span
abruptly drops control, turning corrupt.

King David was that man with a mind for God
How did such disloyalty...

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I met you many years ago – in a church
where we were learning to be more than kids,
more than just our parent’s mistakes,
more than little girls – but women who would
one day, pray…

for husbands who would love us deeply,
giving men who believe in Him,
honest souls...

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We had a deal
And I cooperated with zeal;
Thinking it was real.

You gave me no dime,
Yet you stole my precious time;
This I read like a rhyme

Or even if you paid me,
That was little, very little;
I could not with it fill my tea kettle.

I gave you trust...

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She’s awake, though, wide awake, her mind miles away, spinning stories she knows aren’t true, dreams she knows will never come to life.  She imagines, with a kind of detached satisfaction, what it would be like to touch someone else.  Not him. Never...

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