Best Lier Poems

< its difficult to live now,
Because you are not there.
Its impossible to breath now,
Because you are not there.
My heart fells down, all hopes lays down,
Because...

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Born Joseph Ferdinand Gould, in Norwood Massachusetts, 1889.
A 1911 graduate of Harvard, and a
Greenwich village Bohemian from 1916 until 1957,
and the time of his death...

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*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw...

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Don't love him
he really doesn't love you.
He's a lier, a cheat,
you just can't see him though.
He may tell you he loves you
fill your head with...

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Yes you can, yes you must, there is a story to be finish, and it will not come from
      ...

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Dear life, I have not struggled
for being called cheater….. I might have
kept my promises but that doesn’t
make me a cheater…. when all my plans
gone wrong,...

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He gathers all flowers he sees to show off his romance.
He chops all trees he faces to show off his masculinity. 
He gayly spits out...

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What is forgiveness and how do we forgive in a world that's so hard to righteously live. I've heard it said, if someone hurts you...

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I'm not critically aclaimed,
I ain't got no money to my name,
I'm having ot hang my head in shame,
there ain't nothin' good about me,
I'll just have...

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Coasting on thermals where birds touch the sky
standing below them and watch do I
banking with grace above they ascend
fleeting to views I want never to...

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'You've thrown me over the edge of the highest peaked cliff imaginable
As I spiral further down, my outer shell gets roughed up
by sticks and stones
until...

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The professor launches one of his speeches
He is talking of graphs and predictive's
He is talking of probabilities and outcomes
Abu raises his hand, Yes tell us...

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Then I heard a kind a music

And some distant clink and clatter

Some tapping on the floor

Then a burst of background chatter 

Soon, the noise...

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Woke up this morning
With news headlines spawning
I do not know if it's winter yet
Because of old age I often forget
Got to realise how weird it...

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Roses are red
My names Dave
this poem makes no sense
Microwave

Roses are red 
I a'int No lier
This poem makes No sense 
Deep fat fryer...

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