Best Trend Poems
Verse I
One time or another we have lied
not realizing that lies show no guilt;
can they be hidden forever in us...
when others withdraw from us in doubt...
and point at the one who laughs aloud?
That pleasure is short-lived and dies!.
Chorus:
Lying is the society's new trend,
it's the god of our loveless age;
liars know how to build an image,
which can deceive and befriend.
Verse II
Has anyone noticed, that lying is the society's new trend?
The more people lie, the more they do gain in the end;
for that reason, honest and humble people don't advance
a bit; they don't give in but remain true to themselves.
Chorus:
Lying is the society's new trend,
it's the god of our loveless age;
liars know how to build an image,
which can deceive and befriend.
Verse III
Must I admit that I have lied to get
what I wanted when nobody seemed fair?
My temptation was a struggle never
outgrown, so more lies I had to invent.
Chorus:
Lying is the society's new trend,
it's the god of our loveless age;
liars know how to build an image,
which can deceive and befriend.
Verse IV
Lies show no guilt, no remorse...a hefty price
they carry; be ready to face their hurt and anger:
not being trusted for the words they won't hear...
make amends and apologize, reveal each ugly lie!
Ending:
Now folks see yourselves in the mirror,
wash that face of disgrace and horror.
Entered in Silent One contest,
" Sweet Little Lies "
Written on 6/26/2016
A British designer of clothing and such
Is showing an outfit a bit out of touch
It’s all made of leather but that’s not my beef
It’s straight from a cow but from far underneath
She wanted some leather but did not want to pay
She heard that the tanners threw nipples away
She gathered up nipples; 3000 in all
And stitched up a gown for the next Cow Town Ball
She fashioned the nipples into genteel rosettes
A floor-length leather gown for the disarming coquette
But the critics all panned it all over the joint
The designer just sighed; said they don’t get the point
The critics replied, that is all that we see
And a dress made of nipples is pointless to me
But the British designer said she’d try another
And this time use more than the tip of the udder
Mdailey 9/6/12
Google Rachel Freire to see her designs.
He who's today in trend
is a tonight's boy-friend.
Volodymyr Knyr
2015
New fashion Trend
There’s a new fashion trend that has my heart achin’
A scarf that looks like a raw slice of bacon
It’s made of silk crepe that looks crisp and all crinkly
Like some bacon uncooked before it’s all wrinkly
There’s a border that’s black like the bacon’s been smoked
And a lot of pale silk for the fat they evoked
And of course the top half is all pink and read
For that is the meat on which we’ve all fed
For just one-sixty Franks and a small shipping fee
You could buy this for Christmas and then give it to me
Then my inner GaGa would jump for sheer joy
No, I just changed my mind, I forgot I’m a boy!
Creative conformity
For the majority
Is something in which to take pride
I love getting dressed up
But usually end up
To my detriment out dressing the bride
Initially the rich built big houses,
The poor whatever they afford.
Materials differ in both cases
Completing the project made a
difference too!
But today's wise women took charge of that,
Building liberally what they could afford.
Using materials, man-power too,
These wise women went the metallic way!
Though this in not for everyone,
It proudly shows how some liberated women,
Refused to sit and let time go by!
Don't call them rich, don't call them poor;
The term should be "Women Liberated",
Especially if they live alone!
And so now view these metal cans,
As well adorned shipping containers too,
I couldn't help but share them with you!
You cannot shift a mower with a motionless stance but a stance is not a stanza nor a stem so never put fifteen flowers, blades of grass, and a sweater together in the washing basket. And a shard a second is a sword that is entrusted to overlordship who's antics please only those that wound, scar and cause misery. It is wise then to put umbrellas over beds for the water will rise up in mass protest and sheer indignation too for the treatment of tailored hands is the testament for tomorrow. And now it is the morning and the verses are sung. Yes sung. Not hung. And a sleepy little blackbird is not in a four foot cage. Ok then. Now to write a thousand word essay on a grain of sand meeting a ten cubic measurement of concrete. Cloves are very very popular at a welcome game of croquet. For the many silver flies enjoy the power of the balls. Fascinating isn't it? That a silver tongued fish with a dramatic energy can sway snakes to a portion of global globules. But a lobe loping is a lecture leech. And a musician making money is magnificent. When all is quiet listen intently for the fall of a dust particle. Landing learning leaving lecherous leftovers. And a single spray from a carnation is a cake calibration in first gear. So heard by all. Wow. Good work for the drivers. And a massive score of an ever circling zero in a swoop dive over the diversity of the oceans waving plastic around. No ha no x no z. Monopodium
Well welcome to NOTHING..............................O
Just say NO to the big mac and fries!
Say NO to diabetes, heart attacks, and fat thighs!
Just say NO to breakfast tacos with bacon,
Say NO to greasy, processed foods or your body will be achin!
Say NO to eatin’ pizza- almost every night
Put down the chocolate donut
Now don’t put up a fight!
Say NO to watchin’ TV
For eight hours straight
Take a walk, a quick jog, just get out and play!
Dust off the gym equipment
Get out your tennis shoes
Get your heart pumpin’
You got nothin’ to lose
Well except the fat,
And that’s a fact,
When you see the results
There is no goin’ back!
Come on San Antonio!
It’s time to make a change!
We gotta lead by example
So our kids will do the same!
Let’s give ourselves better foods and exercise more
Let’s give our bodies all the goodness that its’ been beggin’ for!
Let’s support each other in Ending This Trend!
Say NO to obesity and let the games begin!
Holla!
They tell you what's hot,
They tell you what's not,
They'll tell you who's who.
They tell you what to wear,
They tell you what to share,
They'll tell you what to do.
They tell you what to say,
They tell you who to pay,
The'll tell you who to doubt.
They tell you what to eat,
They tell you who to beat,
They'll tell you what it's all about.
They tell you what to buy,
They tell you when to cry,
They'll tell you that it's just a game.
They tell you who to cheer,
They tell you who to smear,
They'll never ever take the blame.
But I don't need to be told,
And I don't need to be sold,
Cause on my own I'm doing well.
When it comes to a choice,
I'll just trust my own voice,
So who the hell are they to tell.
Satanic is in
Christianity's out
Jesus, man
What's THIS all about
Oh, it's this year's trend in after-school clubs
I'm sure it'll pass by this Spring
If not, just text me to let me know
and we'll dream up the latest new thing
by Wayne Wysocki
I'm eating kale to slim my waist
Lord knows it's not because of taste
It took some while to appreciate
The leafy green I love to hate
The fibrous queen of super foods
Can satisfy nutrition prudes,
And comes in leafy shapes galore:
Curly, Tuscan, dinosaur
For variation I can gnaw
This crucifer sautéed or raw,
Just as is, or baked as chips,
A smoothie blend to please my lips
But having said all that, I'll add
Too much of anything is bad,
And I've been craving, as of late,
A change of greens to grace my plate
I now peruse the produce aisle
To find the foods that make me smile
It's time to choose my next big thing
Like watercress or collards green
I'll greet my new nutrition trend
And say goodbye to you, old friend
Kale, we've had a lovely run,
But now my time with you is done.
He walks about
They talk about
Eyes lost focus
Nobody could contain their surplus.
This is what he want
Whence he put on a shirt made with green plant
Stories without end
He brought to town, a new trend.
Awakening early mornings with an eerie sound,
as cicadas start calling, emerging from the ground.
These harmless insects shed their exoskeletons,
leaving evidence of cycle changes for every one.
In their once timely appearance you could have placed stock,
due to their biological alarm clock.
Now with global warming and the earth heating up,
cicadas are coming more frequently to mate and feed on newer stuff.
Changing their long held patterns, navigating cooler courses,
they are moving further north in search of better food choices.
Don't run off to an audiologist my friend, that buzzing
in your ears is just this new cicada trend.
Blinded by the flash, the mirror causes cataracts.
Shocking actions, and taken back by this flesh.
Silhouettes on the wall, grinning at the darkness.
Feels warm on the outside, chilled on the inside.
Pain is all that is real, rusty needle in the skin.
Shattered, broken bones. No limbs, amputee.
Bringing back death! Preaching to the choir.
No need for the razor. No need for this rope.
Suicide was so five minutes ago.