Best Stabbers Poems
N ever believes people can be back stabbers
A ppeals for honesty where none exists
I nvites in without a background check
V ulnerable when being openhearted
E xpects people to reciprocate in kind
That’s who I am…..
For Andrea's Acrostic Contest
September 7, 2013
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 pal, at a
wedding, not funerals.
How foolish they are !
Make fun of anything about
you.
Long last you feel defeated . . .
But its just the beginning
And you want to quit already,
Let go of everything
Give up. . .
No think twice, thrice, whatever
You persevere, In the end
You show them
Whose the Alpha.
There are people who make up misguiding lies,
use words to hurt, wound and paralyze,
they put up'walls or mountains to the skies,
of unscalable heights and unmeasurable size.
They set us adrift on a windless wave,
to spew out their hate on an innocent's grave,
they slaver and foam like the depraved,
to fill us with doubt and corrupt the brave.
Their thoughts slither like a snake,
coiling around tightly at every slip we make,
their smiles deceive, their platitudes rake,
their contempt disguised with every heart they break.
They judge and convict with mirthless pride,
and condemn us, while acting our guide,
their two-faced grin, takes our own side,
while watching as into quicksand we smoothly slide.
Their pat on the back, their convincing hug,
leaves a slime trail, they're loathsome slugs,
their poisonous tongues, a mind blowing drug,
which alters reality, beware these back-biting dogs.
Back-stabbers, revel in such cruel intent,
puss breaking forth, from the infected utterance they vent,
troubled and weak, our self-esteem is rent,
when leached with glee, from the bearer sent!
©Jane Richer
Mar. 15 2001
A Collaboration with Marti Sutherland
Circling the table before they feast, black ravens crow
bright beady eyes darting to and fro, away they go
landing on a wounded body that has not yet died
circling the skies before they feast, dark ravens cried
On their bellies through titanic grass, slimy snakes slither
forked tongues searching for innocent prey, coming hither
Reptiles crawling from under rocks, cold-blooded and chilled
their fangs leaving lethal bites, and another victim is killed
skulking in shifting shadows, deceitful humans lie in wait
Bearing no name, no face; beware of the wicked who hate
Brutal bashers who take what they want at the cost of life
Back stabbers living in a harsh world where hypocrisy is rife
Ravens, snakes and evil humans sit on thrones of deceit
Like black widows they feast on their mates when they cheat
They spin their lies so easily, like the sticky web of a spider
Beware you are not caught when their mouths open wider
Back to the same wall of hates,
I am tried, I am so tired,
Of this pain,
I wish I can pell this skin off,
And throw it back at your face,
I hate liars,
I hate all my friends to death,
I hate the way they are,
Rude, liar, back stabbers anything that you say,
They hurt me deep in my neck,
I feel like choking and throw up right on your face,
I don't know how to say how much,
I want to get this out of my chest,
I feel disgusted by your faith,
I never felt so lonely,
In my life as I feel now,
All my friends walked away,
They lie straight up in my face,
All they say is lie, lie, and more lie
I don't care about your life,
And what have you done in the past,
If you don't want to say,
No point to lie just keep away,
You know the truth will come on its way,
You can hide not for to long,
I can't take it any more,
I can't trust anybody any more,
I feel frustrated and in the deepest cut in my chest,
I hate this world with passion,
I just can't take this no more,
All I ever ask for is a true friend,
Someone who doesn't lie,
And be my best friend no matter what,
Someone who is respectful and not mean,
Someone who I can trust with all my heart,
Someone who I can count on,
I feel so depressed,
I feel like no one understands,
I feel like everybody is a liar,
I wish I had a friend who I can have forever and ever,
The ones who stay not run,
I wish I could stop crying,
My heart is blowed with pain,
I hate this, I hate this so much,
I wish someone can understand me,
What I am going throw.
People are obedient to the power they serve
the source of all conflict and war works for the devil
No one in governmental positions ever calls for peace
they put sanctions on nations to fill their own ill bred pockets
we all can see clearly that greed plays its hand through bloodshed
Those old men sacrificing the young to do their dirty work
cowardly office boys sitting on their laurels hiding behind a desk
the mask has slipped revealing back stabbers
hiding behind a smoke screen the true origin sits
Pay the piper to play a different tune one with hope for the future
this destructive path the world is on is driven by fear
believing in something without evidence to back it up as existing
Slowly many will awaken to find it all is to late
when a majority can no longer be achieved without conflict
sad state of affairs as many have avoided learning
from the past mistakes tyrants and dictators work against God
He had a human body,
but had a heart out of the ordinary.
He Loved everyone he met;
tax collectors, gentiles, Romans,
Caiaphas, lepers, Judas....irrespective
of who they were or what agenda
they held against Him.
He forgave the ones who plotted
for His arrest,
and those who nailed Him on the cross.
He still forgives us today,
for the follies we commit everyday.
If we are able to embrace His compassion,
we can forgive our haters, back stabbers,
con men, robbers.....and even our own
families and friends.
Israel will be at peace with Palestine;
racism will cease to exist;
nuclear warheads will be destroyed;
modern slavery will cease;
Syrians will return to their homes....
If we follow the steps of Jesus,
Heaven will come down on Earth!
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 pal, at a
wedding, not funerals.
How foolish they are !
Make fun of anything about
you.
Long last you feel defeated . . .
But its just the beginning
And you want to quit already,
Let go of everything
Give up. . .
No think twice, thrice, whatever
You persevere, In the end
You show them
Whose the Alpha.
life is a messy slurry
Tyson fury
an Olga tumble
an Ali shuffle
a low Cal rumble
in nuclear jungles
hammer and sickle
stars and stripes
a polka dot pickle
cocaine in the middle
PURPLE PEOPLE EATERS
a tsunami ripple
a wobbly foal
grizzly claw
napalm fronds
fishponds made by bombs
divorce court
building doomsday bunker
your first kiss
soccer moms
dodging pervs in the park
a cachexic dream
crack house society
butterflies sipping cream
OWLS FURRY DREAMING
grand slamming the babe
sand made into glass
back stabbers
section 8 scammer
just for kicks conceive
watch the tadpoles grow into nervous tics
where the hell is thAT bubble headed babysitter
It's 66 minutes past 6
life is jaws that kill
jaws that lick
kids wilding
the earth is far beyond sick
life is smartphone indifference
boomers and millennials navigating the river Styx
with floaties and a soggy boat made of paper prayers
life is a forgotten god
gaming in his lair
searching for us
in the muck
finding attic junk
a crucifix
a triple six
circles and cycles
tricycles and unicycles
flat wheels
banana peel religion
slipping
into
wiccan ditches
warlocks-angels with PhDs
living on the street
with lepers kissing pristine witches
life is one big blurry lake
sipping opaque
rolling of the dice
felt tables aflame
it's all a game
cardboard homes
the man tossing bones
convicts in nursing homes
brevity versus eternity
caskets and bassinets
golden years sacrificed to red hat enraged
under waged ogres...with no impulse control
what will be etched into my stone
"He was a self-centered prick of a father
couldn't be bothered with the kids
wielded a big cold ugly stick
long on criticism, short on compliments
but slick with the iPhone
knuckle-walking drone
E=MC I got Hammered
...all lives are too soon forgotten
even by the weeds circling pauper crosses
and the granite monuments of Avalon.
They're talking again about gossips, compromisers and back stabbers,
Every month or so something's said about them
Do we not know by now what a bad personality is?
THINK OF FROG CULTURES
JUST LIKE HUMAN NURTURES !
HERE HUMAN BLACK STABBERS
ARE RISING UP LADDERS !!
WE FIND RUMOURS AND HUMOURS
SAME AS JUMPING OF FROGS TO OTHER !
HUMAN RUMOURS OF ‘UNSENSORED LOVE’
JUST OPENING OF FROG’S MOUTH TO OTHER
HUMAN HUMOURS TO HUMILIATION
JUST LIKE FROG JUMPING TOGETHER
FROGS LIKE HUMAN ARE HERE
THEIR ABILITIES TO JUMP TOGTHER
ARE GREATER THAN
ANY SCIENTISTS' INVENTION !!
OUR LIFE IS FULL OF FROG’S JUMP
SOMETIMES WHICH LEADS TO
ACUTE DANGER TRAP
BUT WE HAVE TO SAVE FROGS
TO GIVE US A NICE JUMP
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DATE: 06TH JUNE 2013
THINK OF OFFICE CULTURES
LIKE THE ACTIVITIES OF VULTURES
HERE COLOURED BLACK STABBERS
ARE RISING UP LADDERS
WHERE WE FIND RUMOURS AND HUMOURS
SAME AS NEIGHBOURS OF FLAVOURS
HERE RUMOURS OF UNSENSORES LOVE
AND HUMOURS TO HUMILIATION
ARE CORE AREAS OF JOB DEFINITION
OUR NEIGHBOURS ARE THERE
THEIR ABILITIES TO ASSIMILATE
INFORMATION ARE GREATER THAN
ANY SCIENTISTS' INVENTION
OUR LIFE IS FULL OF MAGIC
SOMETIMES WHICH LEADS TO
ACUTE TRAGIC
BACK STABBERS
How can we say we are loving our lives?
When we’ve got to hide from friends who carry knives
These aren’t the weapons they use to hack
But the ones they like to dig right into our back
You’ve got to be careful who you put trust in
You never know when it’s you they will be discussing
They will drag anyone down making their name dirt
They will lie and deceive with the bull that they spurt
You shouldn’t care for the things that they say
Karma will visit them and will make them pay
The people they spurt to will know their words aren’t true
It doesn’t make them as bad, if they come running to you.
*The back stabbers*
They act different but they are all the same,
They paint you black to the world but their own life is a shame,
They create the problems and stand aside to put on you the blame,
They follow the trend thinking that's the real game,
Your life is a secret so they wonder how you made your fame.
The world sees me laugh during the day but don't see the tears I cry at night
Daily betrayal, Tears shed, blood spilled
Hate spreads and love kills
I guess that's the price of life
Loyalty is rare, I'm not sure if love still exists
Back stabbers everywhere, almost everyone is holding a knife
As a man I'm considered weak if I don't keep my emotions inside
This is so real even the numb will feel this
you can't hold on to old habits if you're creating a New you
Dated some of the most beautiful girls, been hurt by a few too
In order to move forward sometimes you have to take a step back
Isn't it funny how I found a new girl on the journey of trying to get my ex back
I'm repairing my heart and finally figuring out where my mind is
I had one night stands with girls I wanted to spend more time with
Pushed away girls who wanted to get close to me
Lost my dream girl because at the time I wasn't available emotionally
My anxiety forces me to play over all the mistakes I've made
5 years clean from self-harm, but I'm still judged for my scars from the blade
Most would cover up, but I put it all out there and let you see me naked
With how honest I am, you'd think I put my nudes on these poetry pages
I mentally blocked a lot of my childhood because everyday it hurt stronger
Taking a sip of this brandy while I think about my sperm donor
Died 5 days before I turned 15 and I haven't shed one tear
You chose alcohol over me, but finally my heart is free and head is clear
The world sees me laugh during the day but don't see the tears I cry at night
Daily betrayal, Tears shed, blood spilled
Hate spreads and love kills
I guess that's the price of life