Best Too Good To Be True Poems
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
I’m giving up, can’t take no more, I’ve reached the final straw,
How do you find a flamin’ job when you’ve turned fifty-four,
I’ve knocked on nigh a thousand doors and trudged a million miles,
To find me name pushed into draws, in the unwanted files.
But with all me money run out, and me life stuck in a hole,
Me ego has to disappear, and I must sign up for the dole,
This is the worst day in me life, I’m embarrassed to the core,
Standing at a counter waiting for the bloke to hear me score.
I introduced meself and told him straight “I don’t want the dole,
I really want to find a job, and that’s me utmost goal,
I’m sick of handling regimes, then being told ‘so long!’
Mate I really, really want a job…‘sit down’ money is so wrong!”
“Well! Your timing is amazing” Said the fella with a grin,
“A job that might be right for you, has just been penciled in,
A wealthy bloke now wants a chauffeur, to drive his flashy car,
And you must be a bodyguard, for his nymphomanic daughter”.
“Clothing will all be supplied, and with long hours for this work
All your meals will be provided free…yes, there is another perk,
Three holidays upon the Gold Coast are provided every year,
And your salary will not be less, than two hundred grand a year”.
I must admit that I was silenced by the offer that he read,
But wary ‘bout his cushy job, so that is why I said,
"I think you’re talking garbage mate, and bull crapping quite a bit”.
Then he replied with just a nod. “Yeah, well you bloody started it!”
Deception, destruction, or death
may lurk behind offers of wealth,
of prominence, fancy black cars,
and life in luxurious homes.
Grand promises made to the young,
ambitious to rise to the top,
may prove far too sweet to resist.
Once in, getting out may mean death.
As John Grisham’s young lawyer learned,
if it seems too good to be true,
it probably is.
In Grisham’s The Firm, Mitch McDeere, fresh out of law school,
joins a small but prestigious law firm from which no one ever resigns.
Some ARE murdered, though! This firm is really run by the Morolto
crime family.
January 28, 2018, entered in Line Gauthier's Life Lesson from a Favourite Novel Contest
Too good to be true was he.
How did he vanish?
Was he dreamed?
For Dr. Ram Mehta's "Quinzaine Again Contest"
three short months
was all i had with you
three short months
and now i ask
was it worth it
to see the tears
the ones we both cried
for each other
or the pain we both went through
when you said it was over
was three short months
worth risking an 18 year friendship
it will never be the same
how could i expect it to be
i dont.
i needed to let go
and thats just what i did
i forgot you
in three days
youve become a memory to me
three short months
was all i had with you
three short months
i knew it was too good to be true...
i sit here looking at you
not sure of what to say
i want to make things right
but i know it'll never be okay
the pain you've caused
throughout the years
my eyes still hurt
from all the tears
did you mean it
when you said "i love you"
or was it just a dream
one thats too good to be true?
When I was declined by you
I said I was fine
But I wasn't at first
And it took a long time
But now I realized
It was me not you
That was too good to be true
For you
That feeling I always wanted to feel.. I felt it with YOU
Love like you see in the movies... I had that.. with YOU
Love that we joked was just too good to be true..
yep I know I had that.. with YOU!
Fun, spontaneous, passionate, understanding,
sweet & ohh so sexy love...
I hope that I can have that again... with someone other than YOU.
Pink sky this morning
Woke up with a smile
Had another dream with you
You were across the aisle
You beckoned me to come near you
And sit down on the chair
I sat two seats away from you
And you said, no, not there
The empty one right next to you
Was where you meant for me
And at the moment that I did
You put your head on me
I sensed that tears were in my eyes
I couldn't grasp the thought
That you would want to be with me
And that I by you were sought
ALL TALK
Politicos prattle
their prating rattle,
will such rantings ever cease ?
Smugly they sanctimone
as listeners,inward groan;
With theories,so unreal
hypothesising on how we feel;
Will such arrogance condescend
listen,or unbend-
or is it all just talk
sans hard yards of walk.
Trust me,it won't happen again !
re-post inspired by Lewis's contest
Too Good to be true
I was told once that everything is too good to be true,
I never believed this,
Everything happens for a reason,
If the blackness in my soul is too good to be true,
Then why does it hurt me so,
It's supposed to be too good,
I don't understand why I'm used like a rag doll,
For other people's enjoyment,
Is it entertaining to play with my emotions?
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I've been in Love before,
I know how it feels,
Is Love always to good to be true,
I don't know what I'm feeling right now,
Every tear I shead over this situation,
Is just another raindrop into the puddle that is my life,
I realize new things everyday,
Is it too good to be true?
-
What I know is that every tear lost,
Is never returned in the same state,
It's returned from regret or sorrow for wht I feel,
Never the same one,
Is it too good to be true that I'm in love again,
Or is it Love at all?
Maybe I'm just too stressed to realize,
That what I'm feeling isn't real,
Or Not caring if it's real just yet,
Just pondering whether my feelings are his feelings.
-
I think this is all too good to be true,
My puddle of life is growing with all the tears I shed,
I will soon become an ocean of pain and torture,
The black cloud of smoke that hangs over me will get thicker,
More tears will shower down upon my life,
I will drown with the silence,
The silence that he gives,
What he doesn't tell me is what really makes it all too good to be true.
-Shane Bennett
When all that is good is too good to be true
All inspiration are works of fiction
The things worthwhile fade to misty hues
Of faded greens and dreary blues
Life’s rewards are met with friction
Trying hard to understand why
Things go so very sadly awry
Running from the lonely darkness
To stay in the contented light
Waiting for hope’s good salvation
To relieve a feeling of desperation
That follows like a tainted blight.
The path seems aimless
And fears are nameless
Is it really any great wonder, a lack of trust
The ethics of humanity are useless dust
And experiences leave much to construe
And a feeling that any good seems to good to be true
The first time I saw you and looked in your
eyes, I felt the trust and the love,
and my heart wanted to cry.
Then over and over,
you told me,
that our,
love was forever,
and you would hold me close ever,
that you would give me the moon.
You told me, "I will always be a heartbeat away."
But, it was not real, it was a fairy tale love,
I can still hear your tender words,
and I believed in forever.
It was not true,
just a dream,
a wish,
you promised me the sun.
I won't say goodbye, I can't yet,
and my heart is trembling still,
as I place a red rose on your eternal cold grave.
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December 21, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Too Good To Be True
Copyright Protected, ID 16-859-863-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
2025.4.10
Recently, for the first time, some one approached me
Suggested to put my poems on Facebook,
Where there is more viewers to read my poems.
He even promised to do all the work,
I just sit back and relax, enjoy the rewards being a poet.
I thanked him but declining his offer.
He went further by asking me to allow him,
To print a book with my poems.
Thank you. I heard your words,
Your kindness and your generosity.
Thank you for getting out of your way to help me.
As I posted before, "I have every thing,
Nothing was just plenty enough for me".
At the moment, I enjoyed Piano, swimming
Travelling, embroidering and poems writing.
That was more than enough for me to enjoy in a day.
Today, I was lucky to do all that except travelling.
Two hours piano, one hour swimming,
30 minutes massage was extra,
Embroidery was done to commemorate
My late friend 6th death anniversary.
Last but not least, writing this poem to seal my day.
Can't believe it was not that long ago,
I was at the cemetery, attended his burial,
And now six years went pass.
Every year, I promised myself,
I would not visit him at his grave again,
But I could not resist. He was once a good friend.
I will close all chapters,
Forget all the past, live a new life,
However long or short I got left,
I will enjoy to the fullest.
God be my witness and help me
To fullfil my simple dream.
I really deserve it.
I thought that you were the one for me, you said that by my side is where you would always
be. Obviously I see now that I was all wrong, I thought that our love would always be strong.
I can't believe that you can just walk away from me, I thought that you loved me, and the
love would always be. I should have known that you were too good to be true, I should have
known that you didn't mean it when you used to say the words, "I love you." You told me
that you would always stand by my side, can you please tell me why all that was a lie? You
called me over the telephone and said you loved me earlier today, so why is it so hard for
me to believe anything that you say? Maybe it's because you broke my trust and broke my
heart, the love we had has just fallen apart. I loved you so much with all my heart, why
didn't you tell me that you were like this from the start? You told me that for us, we was
going to have a life brand new, but I should have known that you were just too good to be
true.*