Best Fake Poems

It’s odd how we all have a persona,
An image we’d like others to see.
My emotional clothing, my charm and charisma, 
It’s nice but it’s not really me.

The real me, my hinterland, the me of me, the “who” that I am,
Isn’t defined by any professions.
I’m not...

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Charmed by its beauty
                               Hear a sweet whisper of love
     ...

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Wicked news flash - torrential storm - Purple 
streaks of confusion striking. Violent grey 
clouds spinning its evil. Hatred scattered 
in shreds of hail. Waves pounding 
against our aching skulls. Who 
can live dangerously and ride 
their storm. To roll with the 
thunder and never...

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The long day has pulled her down and out 
The walls are closing in, she needs to shout 
She sends a scream into the pillow case, 
Wipes off the tears and puts it back in place. 
Presentation of perfection she must achieve 
At least until...

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It was Saturday evening when we had our date,
I was so prepared and assured that I won’t be late!
Preparing everything for my one true girl,
She makes me smile and makes my round world swirl.

Sitting on a chair and so quite nervous.
She slowly walked in and...

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“If you cannot be yourself, do not take away the identity of another.” -D.J.E.

Why do you return in another form,
Another residual voice?

Did you forget the palpable scar you left
Through your romantic coercions?

We believed you.
We trusted you.
We even kind of liked you.

You knew this,
You cherished this....

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What to look for?
Where do errors lie?
Are they in the eye of the beholder
or do they lie?

I believe I’m a poet,
a prophet of paraphrase,
a swindler of alliteration,
the rhyme above all reason.

I think I know!
Am I who I think I am?
A big fat ham.

My eyes wander...

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FAKE NEWS IS THE PRODUCT OF THE DEEP STATE,

AND ITS MANY WAYS OF DISTRACTING AND DIVIDING ITS POPULATION.

THE TRUTH WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY AS LONG AS THE

THE DEEP STATE IS IN CONTROL.

THE CONSPIRACY RUNS DEEP AND MAY NOT BE VISIBLE TO THE...

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Fact and Fiction are two words that cause a lot of friction
Therefore, sometimes it’s all about the diction

Like a poem they both have meaning
To the audience you are seeking

A fact though is just that, in that it is proved
Fiction though just tends to lend us...

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Back stabbers! Yeah i said it
Those i considered friends,
Talk behind your back, laugh at 
you, not with you.

Those hypocrites ! Ouch 
Believe me it hurts me more.
Masses of hysteria when they 
mock you.
Don't care how you feel
Worse comes in when they 
pretend to be your...

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I have tried,
For months I have tried,
to let  go of your haunting memory.
I can’t.
Behind every fake smile I give,
I blindly hope I give an aura,
of being happy.
I am not.
I fall asleep at night,
only to find you haunting my dreams.
The life I wanted to have,
the...

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How many fake smiles
Have you put on before?
When inside your beating heart
Is broken and torn.
How many tears
Has your pillow held at night?
When you lay there, broken,
Hidden from everyone's sight.
How many attempts
At your life have you taken?
They don't see that you're broken,
Not only bruised but emotionally...

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as best she can
she tries
to insulate
each gap
of silence

the voids the cracks
with everything she can

anything to blur
the reality
she wants
so desperately
to gloss over
and forget

mindless chatter
most times sadly pathetic



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Posted on March 21, 2021...

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Joe Biden now rules our White House
Together with his 'doctor' spouse.
   His blunders, for sure-
   We have to endure;
To caring, he does not espouse.

Those mishaps, like names he misspoke-
For sure, were not meant as a joke.
   But much worse...

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Bits 'n Pieces of my soul
to be downloaded by the Marketplace
(or souled for a pittance at your request)
Doth thou find me Likeable?
God Bless my Fakebook Self!
All the shiny bots N pieces I've manicured just for you? 
Why, they're just a miniscule reflection 
An endless mirror,
scattered...

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