Best Sucker Poems


Premium Member Sucker Punched

I can't recall exactly when
Life swung and hit me on my chin
I"m ashamed to say, it knocked me cold
When I came to, I woke up old

While I was out, I had a dream
Of juggling on a balance beam
While jumping hoops, upon one leg
And one wrong move, cost one nest egg

Was it yesterday or the day before
I had it all but wanted more
When days were long and fears were short
Carouse by day, at night cavort

Yesterday, less was more
It must have been the day before
I wish I'd seen life's sucker punch
'cause now my memory's out to lunch


          by Daniel Turner

Premium Member Sucker

What are the soul suckers
 that forcibly cleave to you?
What do they mean to you?
Why do you let them steal from you?
How many more times 
will they make a meal of you?

Is it television,
or Harlequin Romance books?
Perhaps it’s gambling on your looks?
Maybe it’s wealth or obsessive health
that has attached its hooks?

Be suspect of anything, 
that prevents you from being who you are.
That obsession with driving the right car,
the adoration of beautiful people at the bar.
All those pretend pretty things won’t get you far.
Self pleasure, leads in the wrong direction,
away from the True North Star.

That empty feeling,
the loneliness quake,
all it does is take take take!
Can you feel it make your soul shake?
Do you wonder about the decisions you make?
You were born for far more,
soul suckers won’t relieve your heart ache.
They entice you with fake,
preventing you from realizing what’s at stake.
Open your eyes friend,
don’t be deceived by the snake.
He’s there to sap your power
and doesn’t want you to wake.
In the end all he offers
is a fiery lake!

Premium Member Sucker

kiss of venus fly trap 
suck the marrow from my bones,
encase my heart, secrete,
dissolve the myth of wings... 
death be true to death

*love,death or truth may be the sanctuary
  depending on the situation.

Premium Member Red Light Sucker

Are you truly homeless and hungry?
The cardboard sign with crooked letters says you are...
I only have a red light's time to decide.
Some say panhandlers make a good "living"
...are you one of them

Your clothes are dirty and raggedy
but your eyes are filled with fire and piss
am I just feeding your lazy veins
or a man hanging on the edge of the abyss.
I've only a red light's beat to decide
I splash a few coins in your palm
and notice your nails are cleaner than mine
I think I've just become your red-light sucker,
oh, well-goodbye and good luck- blood sucker?

Premium Member Soul Sucker

Here it is again ~ the light of day 
Why they keep me here 
I could tell you it's fear
They sit in conference all day
I'm stuck in this padded room
For my own good so they say
 No, I think this is not so at all
For there are others like me 
Stuck in theses corridors of walls 
Sometimes I hear them talking 
Unless it's just the voices in my head
No ! no ~ I see dollar signs in their eyes
Soul Sucker  tattoo on their head 




I  made up for my other site poetry challenge 2/ 7/ 2012

Hot Lead Sucker Punch

Well I’ve been killin just for fun
I’ve seen so many crying eyes at the end of a loaded gun
And like a dog that loves to bite 
They’ve come to put me down
But I’m going to shoot out 
before they put me in the ground

I am an evil man 
I said I am an evil man 
When I see blood I lick my lips
When I stab I give the knife a twist
And when I creep up on a man 
I give him a hot lead sucker punch

Well I’ve been killing just for fun
I have seen so many bloody men at the end of a smoking gun
And like a monkey from a branch
They come to hang me on a tree
But I’d rather shoot it out 
then let them put a rope around me

This all started when I was young
This all started when I was young 
Nobody loved me nobody cared 
Daddy beat me mom just stared    
Started fights and started fires  
Killed cats and killed dogs
If i said i felt any shame I would be a liar 

Well I I’ve been killin just for fun   
Now I’m staring down a hundred guns 
The gallows pole it calls my name
But I would rather shoot it out 
Then let them watch me hang

Sucker For Love

I know he's never sincere
I know he's always cheating on me
I know he'll break my heart
I know what we had will never last
But i'll be damned if i can live without him
Though it may sound stupid but don't blame me
'Cause love is complicated
Well, maybe i'm just a sucker for love.

I know she's messing around
I know she's playing me for a fool
I know she only love me for what and not who i am
I know people think i'm a fool for not seeing all these
But i'll be damned if i can survive without her
Though it may sound stupid but don't blame me
'Cause love is crazy
Well, maybe i'm just a sucker for love

S4l Sucker For Love

What you do for me hasn't been done in quite some time, what you do is provide a feeling that I lost & didn't think I would find, no matter what's going on your voice makes it better, & when I realized that my heart said you got to go get her, then you had me thinking about the days past tommorow & trying to figure out how to ask for your future to borrow, I think I'm addicted to your smile & laugh, your skin is soft like you took a Cambodian breast milk bath, your body is a temple, I was in a dark place met you started climbing out, you were instrumental, actions speak louder than words so these stanzas are just a interview I was so nervous writing this but I got it out, whew

Blood Sucker

In muddy waters blood suckers live
No real work they do in puddles
Day and night, they wait for
An unlucky man blindly wading
To offer his blood for leeches’ meal of the day
For they know blood is life

Human blood leeches stand those
Fearless male and female of all lands
Greed they are for supremacy
Lovers of hard power they are though
Faint not to know its soft side
But decide to eat, drink and respire lies

Human vampires have no select and side
As they sleep day to work night for 
Ready they are to change attitudes
As chameleons dye to lie the killer
When they hide colors to grab preys
That we the grassroots are

Human leeches are bogus dangerous ticks
Seeking other humans whose blood to suck
They awfully kill their rights
Willingly bury their liberty and economy 
For they behave sadistically
To remain toughly eternal blood suckers 
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Poem by Mugisho N Theophile

Tap Dance Sucker

Can there be a better sound
Than tap shoes, multiplied?
Tapping feet exude more joy
Than most things can provide.

Just today I heard those taps
But never saw their makers;
Such exuberance could not
Be caused by any fakers.

In their practice room, the beat
Was frenzied, fast and frantic;
And the smiles upon my face
Were real and most gigantic.

I’m a tap dance sucker
And it needn’t be Astaire.
Any two-bit tapper
Brings me happiness to spare.

Of all the dances that exist,
If only one were crowned,
I think that tap deserves the prize
If only for the sound!

Soul Sucker

souls sucker to make you beep,
dragged away from counting sheep,
shut up brain no not a peep,
the shadow talkers are sleeping,
voices coming greeting,
an imbecile retreating,
bugged brain is in denial,
ole solitude do smile,
the walls hold shades a weeping,
bugging out this bandy chile,
retreating from the meeting,
awhile...

 why not use schitzo voices for profit???

Don
..re: " Soul Sucker"
Debbie Duncan

 that psychic i no has many voices yammering, was heavily into shooting up, and selects who she listens to...

Sucker Punch a Lover's Lunch

Sucker punch a lover's lunch
After he's eaten your heart
Knock it out
With your words
Let him know when he is hated

Take it back along with your wrath
When you change your mind
Hold him near
Tell him he's dear
And show him that you love him

Kick his ass with mental jabs
When you're pissed again
Passion's up
And passion's down
Just ride the tidal wave

Sucker punch a lover's lunch
Muster up a lover's lust
Muster up a lover's lunch
But never sucker punch a lover's lust

Makita Xvi: Pornographic Sucker Punch

The beat that composes
Summer’s zealous speech
Employed my bones with jubilees
A quaint taste laced
with pornographic oaths
Of which I abstain from forsaking
As in her caress I descend

Sucker For Slop

Sucker For Slop

I get cleansed and after that it’s
Like I don’t need God anymore.

When enough time passes and
I’ve had my guard down long
enough, the pigs invite me back
to the pig pen


And I join them.

Thumb Sucker

A grown man sucking his thumb
Was laugh at and called a bum
He couldn't believe
The hate he'd received
And though those people were dumb
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.

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