Best Ruse Poems
Deep within the city of muse
A rebellion is taking place
The pain and loss is evident
On every poet's face
A trial of sorts has just begun
To find the muse of guilt
The city itself has been torn down
The city the muse has built
The words themselves are walking around
Void of inspiration
Thinking it has to be a big mistake
There's gotta be an explanation
The muse has banned together
Demanding to know the truth
A muse is charged with plagiarism
But the courts can't find the proof
Well I just made this story up
In case your still in shock
I just needed a way to explain
Away my writer's block
For years no one ever had a clue...
Of the secret she hid..no one knew..
The child inside her never shed a tear...
Although she lived everyday with fear...
She grew up never knowing what love was...
Till that fateful day, when he met him on the bus..
He was tall and handsome and had a great smile...
Knew all the words making her feel worthwhile...
They fell in love and soon were married...
And that’s when things changed...the love got buried..
The days were long and the nights were lonely...
They seldom spoke, and if only...
She hadn’t seen that ad...this never would have happened..
Join the Garden Club today and...
wipe all your cares away
There’s more to this story..I must conceive...
So please follow this sequel and I believe....
You will stop and think of the words I wrote...
And perhaps even take your own personal note....
With broken wing
She tried to fly
A broken wing
The ruse she tried
On broken wing
The sigh, it died
For broken wing
Her lover cried
12Mar14
Evidently beyond your control
they must be less
for you to be more
A drive beyond
Your governess
to belittle,discard,abhor
declaring self hero or victim
Simultaneously
Acting so mean
Needing to reduce
All others to
the smoothest satiny sheen
Worn by your abrasive ways
Chip,chip,
Chipping away
As you bolster and fluff
Bluster enough
to keep inner critics at bay
Pathetically parading your lack
for any
and all to see
News flash!
Never will the likes of you
decimate the likes of me
Get on with it
without pretense,with relish
As the hot dog with chips
P.s. Don't forget
Send us postcards
From your endless ego trips
In closing may I offer
this final savory bit
In life those doing the smelling also as well dealt it
Someone’s tied me up,
And gagged me.
Must be someone’s cruel ruse.
I try to breath but it’s no use.
The rope is breaking into my skin.
Please, Lord, help me,
This pain just won’t end.
So shoot me now,
And end this cruel ruse.
World of ruse
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Materialism is transitory
Illusory, a derivative of the lacking soul
And its need to attain a truth
Veiled by the belief of mortality
Limitations are a necessity
For the sake of the grand tapestry
Far too infantile are the masses perceptions
An elusive cognitive grasp
No, just too simple
For all the fools misled by the blind
Carrying an ignoble act in mind
With a ruse to devour all humankind.
A witch will tell you that all will be well
If you allow her to cast a charmed spell.
Ignore her and find that your soul be cursed
By a demon spell that can't be reversed.
On Halloween there'll be no redemption
No place to hide, no divine exemption.
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8 Lines of Spooky Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
President Donald Trump
loss the election and fell to a slump.
He refused to concede
that he didn’t succeed.
So, he tried to make others feel stumped.
11/26/20
Fresh and serene droplets rest in galore
As the dawn smiles on them to adore
The tiny prettiness in spectral mode
Downs from out of the heavenly abode ;
In dainty drips and drizzles the elixir
Enlivens and recharges the aqua-spur
Beyond the brim and out of norm
It sinks the floater and defaces the firm -
Mounds or mansions,weed or tree
Huge or little - are all toppled free ;
Strange are the ways of the cosmic strain
Be it the wind ,fire,tremor or rain
Atop the floating debris and decay,
The self-centred biped strides astray
With a whimsy wand and febrile chill ,
Streching the vicious arm for infinite fill
Of the precious trash ,never for any use;
Yet as ' trade ' - the imbalancing ruse.
Magnify peoples lowest moments
then embellish to the extreme
ignore all of their accomplishments
then beat that same drum
until it becomes an angry scream.
If that doesn't work sow a juicy lie
try to spark a blazing fire
pull the tongue from the truth
twist -turn -edit - splice.
Spread more garbage-attract the mice
and you call yourself the news.
You're nothing but a tool
for greedy politicians
to cause massive division
close your mind to other opinions
race baiting for the sake of ratings
you carry the banner of civil war
stomp the stars and stripes
your nothing but a ratings whore.
They come to her hungry - hopeful
To be fed facile fantasy, a script he held
Stowed in boyhood through decades
Recessed where sweating shame dwelled
Invisible while he achieved accolades
Gridiron big man outperform boastful
Invited him - initial meeting innocent, ice cream
Daddy intrigued by her earnest licking nimble
Turquoise tip of nose - How is it him she chose!
Cheerful, charming, character a pure miracle
Bulging cheeks, bubblegum rubber musky rose
Blonde polished cup pours cordial ruse supreme
She is melting, delicate, lacking, needs guidance
Developed via his worldly wisdom, operation infuse
Gifts to uplift her, mould her to become recognised
As his arm or appendage, entrenched, morning muse
Showoff chattel mantelpiece trophy, triumph prized
Afloat in alter ego, dazzled by desire, her vibrance
By her childish chat chuffed - heart tackled
Tables tipped like scales, nubile ponytail smile
Untied ribbons rewind wrongs, forgiveness fulfils
Putty, petty criminals are tethered, put on trial
Paying a penance for their filth, provision spills
Pirated pockets prescribe her opiate tranquil
Sheathed in subtle saccharine mystique, as he prefers
Entranced by her emptiness, he creates facets suitable
Cherry topped toffee coffee scoop serves saturation
Crushable ribs, jutting hip bones, bird fragile beautiful
Flutters fast on fathering parts, orgasmic exaggeration
Favourite flavour - thousand sprinkles what’s his is hers
Fourth of September
Flavour of Seduction
Shine on glory moons;
Starlit in compassions;
Grayness matters harden masses;
Beneath the corner stashes;
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Rise up oh! cadence ruse;
Partial to the sun;
Blazed in glory run;
Away from darkness shun;
2/2/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
It was all a big massive ruse,
Meant to bewilder and confuse.