Best Manipulation Poems
Who holds the sands of time and a key of life in his hand,
manipulating our strings? The one who needs a reprimand!
Masked, the ultimate jester who keeps sun and moon apart.
Selfishly, he couldn't care less if he breaks a lover's heart
I'd turn his impish smile upside down so his lips wear a frown
and expose the jackanapes for what he is... a buffoon, a clown
Relationships are roles
and roles are rehearsed
until someone stops showing up
That’s when you see
who they are
without the performance
I want a clean exchange
care for care
value for value
Love does not replace value
It exposes whether it was ever there
The bare minimum keeps things running
but reverence
keeps them alive
If the person taking my order
makes me feel like a nuisance
I leave
Not in anger
in alignment
Air is vital
yet free
So no one protects it
Gold is useless
yet rare
So people kill for it
Scarcity teaches
What comfort hides
Everything you say yes to
costs you a no somewhere else
And too many no’s
to yourself
turn into a life
You didn’t choose
In solitude
You can build
In slavery
You cannot
Sometimes we mistake attachment
for loyalty
and endurance
for love
But when you pull back your attention
And they ask what’s wrong
nothing is wrong
You are simply no longer
carrying bricks
for someone else’s castle
Manipulation feeds on reaction
on guilt
on noise
So give it none
Gravity doesn’t argue
When you fall
It simply is
They cannot hook you
If there is nothing
to grab
In the silence
They are left alone
with their own toxicity
And you
finally free
to decide
What kind of life
Are you building
Your own
or someone else’s empire
Voices that whisper into morbid ears
Appealing as a siren they lure you
Tell you lies that feed you along
Make you a puppet from your own will
Pulling your strings back and forth
Making you sway in longing
Voices that tell you…
What’s wrong is right.
What’s right is wrong.
Faces that contort when they look at you
Frown like a disappointed mother
Smile when they say they can help you
Warm smiles that hold a lingering promise
Ensnaring you in a web too thick
You find yourself incapable of escaping
But they twist words and expressions
Making you think the way they want you to.
Manipulating you into submission.
Saccharine words that turn acerbic
Voices that persuade.
Faces that connive.
A body that manipulates.
Urban
Dare to touch me without any rules.
Dare to see the spectacular view on us
In the nearest past
Covered by shadows, covered by dust.
How passionately the wind blows away
Our words.
It hurts so much not to remember,
To feel left out of the game
When your name is an endless source of tenderness.
By watching the city I watch you.
By discovering it I caress you.
You hide like a predator in the darkness
Of the same block.
We stroke the different sides of luck.
Click. Click through everything that’s not sold.
Turn our kisses into solid gold.
With your hands you burn my previous world.
No one can go as far as you can.
No one is a cannon in this iron land.
Green and red as metaphors for broken hearts.
Our looks are curved and complicated,
A perfect manipulation is a story that runs fast but never stops.
Copyright © Maryna Tchianova | Year Posted 2016
Manipulation
Doctrines, Orders, at times, Education
Aim to accomplish manipulation!!
Message permanently caged in store;
Is a hand working puppet from the core!!
You either learn to change your mind
Or learn to change your humankind!!
Civilisations that we blindly receive
Humanities will permanently bereave!!
Claptrap compels you to avidly learn:
“Boy, good Titles are a thing to earn,”
On split boots, bendy legs then stagger
Weighed down by on-the-job blabber!!
Nay, clever and lively children we bear
Till by controls at School learn to fear!!
And, many cartoons that on TV feature
Educate infantile minds to fear nature!!
For, with a villain’s loud, eerie growl
Tells minds that evils are on the prowl!!
Invariable evils, minds they manipulate
To fear Good and Villains to emulate!!!
JM
13th March 2014
Stripped into auspicious
Feeding on vacuous
Tongue tied inversion
Masterful assimilation
Befuddled into coercion
The ******** on creation
A fortress in distinction
Disentangled from catipulation
Disemburdened from aberration
Digression from complaisant
Dispensation of prerogative
Perfunctory of repurchase
The time has come to drop the mask
and see if my rhymes are up to the task
I desire to create some beautiful rhymes for these sick times,
illuminate these streets with some tasty treats.
I've been to heaven, been to hell, and Jesus,
do I have stories to tell.
My subjects vary, from the esoteric to the scary,
the mesmeric and my luminary.
I present myself with eloquence and vehemence,
not entirely unjustified in my defence.
But really I try to focus on love, that's why I'm here,
that's what I shove.
I don't know much about this domain,
so if you can contribute/collaborate please remain,
and feel free to navigate while I entertain.
I'm open to advice, your voice and topics of your choice.
Of poems, I have about seventy, with a combination of solemnity and levity (not much brevity!)
Current plan is to drop a rhyme a week, but you know yourselves, more might leak.
No poem will be dropped without an illustration, because I'm only interested in total mind manipulation.
Some lovely women are going to help me with my mission,
with their divine illustrations and crazy vision.
So if you're averse, reverse and we'll be none the worse.
But if you want to come in, swing in and let us begin.
If you're a fan, react and share. But also, beware.
Because from now on, it's just pure expression, no repression. Peace.
I have my reasons-
most of which you'll never know;
I have my precedents,
for every friend and every foe.
My obsession is subliminal manipulation-
based on mutual obligation,
and entire recreation
using my imagination's-
idea of accommodation
&Personal inspiration.
False Prophets
Spirituality for one, atheism for other
deterred
Skeptic dissenting extreme religiosity
wickedly interred
Charlatans deluded permeable minds
weaponized infectious lie
Prognostication of human destiny fails
for in time tyrannical powers, die!
Penned: 1?11/2022
12:18 a.m.
Lake Worth
Florida USA
On the edge of paradise,
woeful tears fall, cold as ice.
On that edge where I stand still,
ashen whips jut onto my will.
On that edge you sear my helm!
Kibble it like a spider; overwhelm!
Steering through many an eve.
Conceive, weave, cleave then grieve!
Render and espouse; knight and serf.
Guardian of your tear, gate, and turf.
Enact then re-enact my astral dream.
Put me to sleep, hinder my scream.
Dreary lips given a wide berth,
to unheard hiss that typifies rebirth.
Author my flesh unto caged envy,
yielding my soul: break the levee.
Sail amongst my translucent runes,
your siren of electric moons.
I sing for the breaker to inveigle,
tepid winds I once played regal.
Make me forget and make me pay,
for losing my way and drifting astray.
For getting so close then letting go,
missing the blow, ruining your flow.
You are pandora's quantum prison,
a bounty begging to be riven.
Your pride diverts your nemesis,
resurgent carcinogenesis.
Beshrew the darklight spring,
sustained by your phantom wing.
Slake it inept and enthrall its nectar,
woven and entwined in void-like vector.
Manipulation
Pressing the buttons that count
Refined seduction
Manipulation
Of puppets on strings controlled
By hidden agendas
preying on the weak,
lingering on moments of threats.
malignant with conditions;
troubled impositions,
impossible corrections,
dire solutions.
hidden web of agendas,
more than a fast pace phase.
lying behind masks,
random rat race.
morbid and cruel;
with vague and serious intent,
never really content,
collaborating underhandedness,
with no elaborate weakness,
creeping shiftiness,
just to make a statement,
some sort of scandalous entertainment.
like a ploy of trained murder,
hot to the very extent of malice!
I often find
This word misused
The socially blind
Have abused
A favorite of mine
I will explain
I dedicate this rhyme
To it's name
A malicious twiddle
Intentional distortion
To make another feel little
Or enhance one's portion
Words with a purpose
Though the speaker plays dumb
Sly as a serpent
Pressed under one's thumb
Strategic actions
Calculated crimes
Specific reactions
Often times
I'll slow down a bit
To be more clear
So the definition I spit
Will surly adhere
It's a deliberate act
To benefit the actor
Yet keeping tact
Doesn't appear a factor
Being mean
Revealing no fault
A crime so clean
One won't get caught
Make no mistake
It doesn't have to be bad
I'm writing for the sake
Of arguments had
Once understood
The definition
Look under the hood
Study the ignition
At this time
You will realize
It's not always assigned
For hungry eyes
It can be used to describe
Distorting an object
A whole other side
I won't neglect
I will, however
Leave it at that
Trusting you're clever
My words won't fall flat
Abused.
Mistreated and used,
Thrown to your knees,
After being misused.
Plead.
Make yourself bleed,
Just numb the pain,
Wait for her to succeed.
Lies.
Your dignity dies,
Lying in wait,
As you say your goodbyes.
Quake.
Don't let yourself wake,
At the end of this all,
Your life she will take.
Too late.
You had your first date,
Now she runs the course,
Someone else will be bait.
Raped.
Lies against you, draped,
She did what she did,
But it's you they had taped.
Twist.
She twists your wrist,
Things she had done,
You did, she'd insist.
Friend.
Your friends help you mend,
Your family don't,
Not a hand they will lend.
Disgust.
Lost your will to trust,
After all she did,
You're left to rust.
I
Practising something
Winning takes thinking
Like the world
Values curtailed, curled
II
Add anonymity
Online carefree community
Some will begin games
Not play; hope you go away
Courtesy questioned; charged with abandonment
Social contract corrected less fast (for content)
III
We play games
For variety, virtual community
Go everywhere, in His Peace, Shalom
Try always, to live your values, decorum
Yet, what shall one do? Use BLOCK!
ONLINE, we are unlikely to take stock
So play to see, as guest, good sport
Be Wise, but more, Be A Good Sport. The social - media editors overdo little problems ... I understand the tough balancing act. Just had these thoughts 1-2 years ago, when I played almost daily (CandyCrush & online chess).