Best Spill The Beans Poems
Everything at the top I find is fabricated nonsense
truth is security lies as they are blind rats
to home truths and openly sources spill the beans
A fish out of water plops
Spiraling circles around what they say within government
gasping full of rubbish reeks in order to control media
Everyone right to the top brass with twisted agendas
is brainwashing people in utter garbage driven by their thirty pieces
dressed in their cheap perfumed words stink to the high heavens
When they come to the gates of two truths all seeing
then they will see the deceiver kneel
before the master creator of us all
KARMA FOR TWO
Two young lads not quite in their teens,
Twins who carried the same genes,
Would every evening run down the street,
Each of them became a terrible cheat,
But were careful not to spill the beans,
A girl undressing, till she took off her jeans.
On a dustbin they stood to peep,
Tiptoeing as high as their legs could creep,
One night a pack of dogs knocked them down,
A policeman arrived, wearing a frown,
Called their mom, they decided karma was due
Justice, for these dishonest terrible two,
No friends for the rest of the year,
Starting from right now mum said, I fear
( Entered for contest sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire "Justice" 19th December 2018)
Once I shared a long hidden secret with the one,
I thought was my friend, through and through.
But little did I think it would hit back on me
Like a boomerang, breaking my heart.
She betrayed my trust with my reputation at stake.
Within days, it became a juicy gossip,
A fodder for many to ruminate and cud.
What was ‘whispered in the ear was shouted from roof tops’!
Behind my back, many used it against me.
With them, my secret became a sharp tool.
They used it at will to cut and bruise me.
I lost my sleep and reacted brashly.
It became a wound that began festering.
I longed for a release from my pent- up wrath.
I wondered if I could glue up the broken shards,
And become whole again, my former self.
It took a long time, to come out of the resentment.
But with the passing of time, the pain began to fade
And the heart once broken slowly started to mend
Not to have a repeat, decided to set my boundaries marked.
That bitter experience taught me some vital lessons,
Which I won't ever forget in life.
My hindsight told me that I should change,
In some areas where I am most vulnerable.
Learned the hard way to be more cautious
To guard my secrets and never spill the beans!
Also not to venture to be all open before others.
Never again shall I struggle to fit in
With a loose tongue, in any company
Just to entertain others with frivolous talks!
I am also careful not to rashly blurt out my feelings.
How I wish to become more prudent and discerning
In choosing friends and trusting them!
I also resolve to always keep my calm,
Even when I know my words are misinterpreted.
Looking back on all that has happened in life,
I don't think I have many regrets.
All my experiences, good or bad have been signposts,
That led me to where I am and who I am today.
Still there are some things I wish I hadn’t said at all.
The surprise that is still to be seen
Whither grows the magic bean
Full of love and sparkling clean
Pray, don’t spill the beans, just yet!
The incredible charm that is the bean stalk
Full of strength and great talk
Is Jack of the axe prepared to walk the walk?
Pray, don’t spill the beans, just yet!
In this world is there a greater delight?
Than the surprise on the face of child with beautiful light
Or on the sparkling eyes of the elderly which shines sprightly
Pray, don’t spill the beans, just yet!
A soul’s tipping point under this ambience
Is not havoc wreaked by much incontinence?
Will faith work without patience?
Pray, don’t spill the beans, just yet!
01/11/2015 Ganapathiraman Raman
In the mournful days of human life,
No thing is to last to the last,
The cheerful ray that lightens our day,
No sooner shall it turn its back and darken our days.
I, without any fear I dare,
I dare to spill the beans of deadly life,
No thing is so certain, but death!
So is the bitter truth of living life.
We live as if we never are to die,
We enjoy the joy as if there’s no word as Grief,
We depart with the loved ones with a hope to meet again,
Act as if we are so sure to rule over one’s breath.
But now, to those who knows and dares,
To face and accept my words,
shall live his life creating a bright moment,
At which everyone shall think back and drop tears of joy.
And I am to drop my tears of joy soon,
Having knowing you, I consider not luck but fate,
Having learnt from you, I consider not gain but bless,
So I now pray before you..
May I get to see the light that enlightened me again,
but If I ever fail to save my final breath before anyone,
So sure I am, My words shall succeed to bring a tear ,
A tear from you, A tear of memory, A tear of joy.
The joy which we once ruled as one…..
People come, and people go
Poets are just the same you know
But what decides to where Poets travel
Please be free to say and unravel
Is it down to a desire to move on
Or take the huff and say it's not for I
Mm, maybe it's about histrionics
Leading to behaviour becoming chronic
Well then, shall we share and spill the beans
Boycott to detention with a slap on the wrist
For if whomever fails, be read to has been
And miss the ass they've always kissed
I thought I saw a snowflake in June
Perhaps, it was just silly daydream imaginations
Or were ongoing investigations really do
Upon further horizon inquiries
The sun ended interviews in blushing denial
And when heavenly interrogations finished
The sky was turning guilty blue
I’m absolutely sure
The clouds were somewhere amidst the cover up
Fortunately, a little pigeon squawked
And revealed something of the simple truth
That, there was a brewing
Conspiracy of rumors, flying
So I ruffled stoolie feathers convincingly
To spill the beans, out with his scandalous news
It seems a wintry prima donna
Performer of the coming season
In order to beat the ratings
Broke out early and was somewhere on the loose
Could it be
The very same stitch of ice I'd seen
A snowflake thespian
Acting out in the month of June
Then, I saw a glistening
Of arrogance pass right before my eyes
And tiny banner waved
Followed by the squeaky words “see you very soon”
I rubbed my eyes in disbelief
And then, my tongue was quickly unleashed
As I closed the case of any further flakes
From trying to make their premature Hollywood debuts
Am I the snail in the universe, a sloth
Blame it on me for taking a turtle initiative, going slow and steady
Cause I move too fast like a hare that I just collapse 3 on my floor from boredom
Dread to tell you the truth, what moves fast are my shows
Even my eyes hold still, blinking only when they feel the burn like they caught fire
Forge them into juggernauts so I don't feel this pain again
Go against my genetic makeup, turn me producer instead of a space filler
Here I am just going nowhere
I've been the same stagnant person for as long as I can remember
Jesting like a joker to be taught like a dog a few new tricks
Knick-knacks are what I collect to fill this void growing
Like I need something else in my life I love that I'm not prepared to lose
My bad, did I spill the beans to the plot of my chaotic story
Negate the negativity so I can see this glass half full instead of half empty
Omit this fear, this paranoia screaming at my bravado turning him coward
Please find my Anastasia, tell her to come to me
Question her, ask her, demand her to fork over the whereabouts of the rest of me
Restoration of me relies on what I can replace but I can't replace what she took
She stole from me, disappeared into thin air, another sorceress for my memoirs
Take me to Juliet so I can scream at her for abandoning me
Uncensored, no bleeps nor beeps to mask my frustration
Victory, it would mean victory yet I already claimed my vengeance
Woe is me, I'll never say those words; they don't exist in my vocabulary
Xray me, all I have are broken bones
Years have not been so kind to me
Zero, hey I see you again; make me a hero again or just help me end this...fin'
I chanced on him on my track to school
He was baronial and majestic as ever
Clothed in his outfit and elongated tunic
Clenching in his hand a printed work
The nugatory schoolboy in me promptly surfaced
As I proceeded towards his enclave vacillatingly
Intuited as if I was going to memorize my recitation
Was seized with an obstreperous panic
In his impeccable demeanor gently my face tapped
Unbridled my tongue and my odd reluctance unleashed
Stormed: "come on boy I won't your ears pull
Nor your butts with quivering hands spank"
"Spill the beans,voice what your spirit vexes"
This life uttered I diggs in prostrating me
Mankind's animosity does all over prevail
Besieges our souls and minds assails
He drew a lengthy whistling sigh as if to vindicate
The diagnosis of a proscribed insurrection
Instead gladden yourself to overhaul yours
And ahead your home with your broom sanitize
As a bonus for his judicious counsel
I offered escorting him to his fount
And for a while substitute his compliant cane
The road was brimmy with hollows and vehiculer conjested
"I have,asserted he,operated this road for decades
He has never stabbed me in the back nor beguiled
Subjected his grass,pebbles and panels to slave for me
Please,reconcile with yours,it is waxing harsher ! "
One day, one moment, one time,
Someone caught attention to my surprise.
A sudden glimpse or a hint of something,
I was too small to understand anything.
A part of me was happy and lively,
A part of him was the same likely.
Our encounter was the topic of discussion,
Amongst the young mind, one or the other conclusion.
Patriarchy ideology of the society,
Gave arouse to my anxiety,
A equal status is unacceptable,
Wondering reaction about the sexual stature.
Bullied, demeaned,trolled by others
I don't know if it will end any further.
Same story from the mouth of teacher
Not making it any better.
Teacher said "did you visit the doctor"?
Confused mind, was I the visitor?
Digging deep understood the context
It was pointer towards my attraction, what the heck!
Today somehow gathered courage,
To spill the beans of marriage.
Presenting my decision, my choice,
I was able to let out my voice.
Highly unexpected but turned to be beautiful,
A supportive hands was something not cruel.
I was elated, an ecstatic feeling arouse
To take a step ahead, no need of pause.
It's normal for opposite to attract,
But it's not applicable to all in fact.
I am captivated towards guy,
Thousands of minds will ask why?
There is nothing to loathe about,
It's who we are and we together will come out.
We deserve not be judged,
We too deserve to love and to be loved.
Let's not make it a fuss or a topic to discuss
But an ignition point to move ahead in this race,no rush
Accept, encourage, support in all ways
Not just for today, tomorrow but for all days!
So what I kept some stuff
A few small keepsakes, merely fluff
They make such noise, so much dumb fuss
Their indignation careening like a bus.
Now they think I'll spill the beans
Use my powers by any means
I can clearly hear their screams
Trying to figure out my schemes.
All hot air like a balloon
Their pouting makes me want to swoon
The media bellows noon to noon
More newsworthy than the landing on the moon.
But oh what fun when dear old Joe
Was caught with files of which he didn't know
Or so he claimed to hear the crow
Of countless minders rushing to and fro.
And now comes Pence my dear old friend
Whose pious indignation never seems to bend
So let me just this little message send
He who laughs first laughs loudest in the end.
Your sweet golden,
Brown Sugared, skin
adds A little spice,
to life, Destine,
to explore the nature,
of yours, I am nurtured,
and famished, With,
constant under standing,
why you are loved, so
Baked in by declaration,
of your lips, speaking genuinely,
Above and beyond, captured,
my hunger,
in complete ness,
To never let go,
because you complete me, to
continue, As I Spill The Beans,
that pour through your words,
Among mine, to become one...
This lovely bird!
Have you seen him
At your window?
Have you heard?
His sweet singing in forests
Not babbling! To you
Spill the beans.
I ain't snitchin', I ain't talkin'
Got nothin' on me, so I'll soon be walkin'
I ain't gone get loose with my lips, I'm equipped, ain't gonna trip
No torture, nothing to overkill my will
After all, it is written: "Peace be still"
If I ain't seen nothin', I know the drill
Turn my ass loose, and I'm over that hill
Yo', man, I'll talk, you just name yo' price
I'll spill the beans, put my cronies on ice
I ain't afraid of repercussions, let's make this discussion
I'm cool, I ain't rushin'
No crony seem worthy of loyalty, they ain't royalty
I'll Judas Iscarot them, to put it real plain
I'll Pontius Pilate them, wash my hands, it's all the same
I'll do the dirt, and bring down their name
When speaking too loose, gone use lip disservice
Who's gonna benefit, who's placid, who's nervous
When withholding info that's used to save lives
You really protecting--or is someone deprived?
I know you are in my love.
Shall I disclose all?
Spill the beans?
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Placement: HM ;(Nov.2011)
Contest:Quinzaine Again (Theme:Love)
Sponsor:Dr.Ram Mehta
By:kashinath karmakar