Love deceiver promises love, but gives you grief and a broken heart.
Love deceiver says, I love you but only wants to take your heart as a trophy.
Love deceiver has no conscience; they hunt day and night taking hearts and love, like an energy vampire.
Love deceiver never keeps their promises, only give confusion to your heart and mind.
Love deceiver, is an emotional expert, taking there time to drag you in to the nightmare, before they break your heart.
Love deceiver, has an endless desire to destroy love and make it hate.
For God tells us of this deceiver, how the deceiver comes in many forms.
For real love would never hurt and cause someone to suffer.
So, beware my loves, and pray for true love, and guard your heart from the love deceiver.
Lifting prayers to God, for today and always.
Possessed by eyes of deceivers
Stress pummels hearts twice deceived
If plainly perceived, are nerves believed
Dare not listen
Such cruelity to oneself
Beware your heartness, Mind screams.
But Hearty has become mastermind
Having captured the entire system,
In a web tightly knit
All is forced to bow to the higher order.
We only do as "l" say!
How do tables turns when one is so dreamy alert?
In the four chambers,
All thoughts are held captive.
Diluted from reasoning to sweet fantasy.
"Let's dream together", it seduces
"This will last forever, l can feel it".
Dragged by the nose, all desire follows,
Deep into love land.
Oh! My hearty weaknesses
We agreed that you never listen to me.
How could you believe me?
Am still all yours, only but a broken heart.
Dearest heart, my sweet deceiver,
Again you let us down.
You say that I'm vile from my past, putrid crimes,
and that I'll never change, forever bound to pastimes.
You say that I'm ugly when I look in the mirror,
that people would be pleased if I'd just disappear.
You say I'm unlovely, not worthy to be known,
unable to receive the great grace I've been shown.
My joy has been robbed, and you are the thief,
The Great Deceiver, causing fear and grief.
Faith comes in a gentle whisper, but lies will shout.
Into the all-consuming fire, I cast each doubt.
By the power of the cross, the source of all love,
my sins are washed whiter than the purest dove.
Not by my merit; worthy by impartation,
I can begin again, renewed by salvation.
1-16-2023
Fear Is A Liar Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
Hear the excuse of Deceivers
For the suffered by Receivers:
We did not Awkward Force apply
To make them finally comply:
On them did not a thing impose,
None of men's resort to Rude Force:
A will to one hurry like horse...
And The Fool - Double Fool - just fell,
Right now with sore stories to tell;
They can't present in a nutshell...
Deceivers are free to sleep well
Deceiver of the gods
You and I first Day in hell
Tremble believe Hope
The mental instability of a liar
when they hear the truth cursing begins ugly
you are judging me seems to be their next move
cornered crying the victim, pity feel sorry for me me me
I am a good person the first sin tells its tale
those under the veil of sight replying violently in nature
Which corner alters your ego to put up such a fight
what rules apply to the under dog quarrelling
There is only one circle drawn in the sand
we are all sinners needing forgiveness every day
pride you will not let go through sheer stubborn behaviour
chained to the fragments of a soul's spirit
trust has been betrayed never will it say sorry
even when proven wrong it quarrels about position
the highest value holds the light separating darkness
that's the future age of the deceiver
peace on earth,hell in heaven
it's an ancient plan
jews betrayed their religion erased ALLAH'S words and rewrote the Torah and the talmud (win,win deciet)
christians betrayed their religion accepted the continuous hammering of the Bible from constantine the pagan to james the ***,
moslems betrayed their religion ALLAH saved his Qur'an so the tampered with the practice and accepted fake sayings on their prophets tongue and raised it above Qur'an
my dear fellow human don't denounce the sole creator for the betrayal of the creation
he offered free will and warnings
these are no different religions they are all one
spirituality is the essence but not in an illiterate manner searching mortals for immortality is as ugly as can be
religion is humanity at it's best
no fancy synagogues,churches,mosques
the whole earth is worship ground
peace upon all ,all includes who still doesn't believe
you can never offer religion at the tip of your sword
Tamer Hossam
Those in power play on our fears and our ignorance.
They know that it's easier to believe a lie that one has
heard a thousand times than a truth that no one has
heard before.
These individuals tell lies sprinkled with half truth and this
is the most cowardly of lies. However, no one is a successful liar unless someone believes them; and we can easily see
this happening today.
Some say you can’t fool all of the people all of the time but
Judging from what we see today, it isn’t necessary; a majority
is quite enough. It seems to me that a tiny soul is living
inside a deceitful person.
The deceitful “leader” has a short blanket and when he pulls
it over his face, he exposes his feet.
As a dreamer, I never once dwelled on schemers,
so, as a believer, I fell for him, a deceiver.
I was never an anger screamer and tear streamer
until romantic panic lay me down as griever.
I believed his story, his strengths and regrets
which had me set to gently drift into his net
where hidden, as yet, were his sharp-hearted threats.
He spoke of love most profuse when he played to seduce.
I revealed all my truths, he used them for abuse
while running hot then cold to steer me towards confused.
Oh, he was charm, lushness and warmth, a manly steamer.
Then he was harm, harshness and cold, a heartless quiver.
Playing the fool to his cruel, is my self-debt,
one my brain did not deduce, nor heart now excuse.
Spiritualist, Medium and Deceiver
What a wonderful gift he has,
Speaking to Mother who passed,
To reach her from the other side,
My troubled mind eased at last.
Clever Man, Oh clever man,
How you deceive these people so,
Bewitched by every word you say,
Tell them things they already know.
I know he speaks the truth,
He had a message from Sister Mary,
Chuckling she sends her love,
Recalling her nickname Contrary.
Deceiver, Con man and cheat,
For entertainment he’ll mess your head.
Manipulation of the living,
Because he cannot speak to the dead.
Mrs Bentley says he’s a good man,
Heart of Gold, compassionate, sincere.
Her old Dad is at peace, no pain,
The spirit world pure joy, no fear.
Clever tricks, dirty tricks,
Pay at the box office, Thirty-pound.
You may well have a wonderful evening,
But be sure; no Spirits will be found.
Every time I dream about you
I always stay beside you
The things we do, there’s something
Something absurd in my feeling
As I go on to dream
I can’t set aside grim
I felt that you’re just here
The thing I fear is near
I want it to be clear
Your answer I want to hear
I know I am not enough
Do you do this to laugh?
To laugh at what I feel towards you
To mock me cause you got nothing to do
To look at me while you deceive me
What do you feel when you beguile me?
This dream is not so far from reality
Reality made me think of sadness
Sadness that takes over the happiness
But as the sky is present, I’ll stay happy
We are all victims of circumstances
Crying out to a world for peace
yet none heed the voices
calling to the high heavens
Those of war that weep unfairly treated
Where dirty tricks begin licking wounds
lead filled poisoning born from fire brainwashing people
to justify killing there is no compassion showing
When really there is only one face showing
that which speaks truth hate
Inside each and everyone of us
unforgiving reality dwells the secret pact
The deceiver tests our faith inside our weakness
it's here we find strength and understanding
Love holds the moral code of conduct
Where truth within virtues echo
A structure shines with happiness
Joy the brightest light
Into the whispering dead ghosts who never speak back
Burning memories remain unborn sacrificed into the lake of fire
Embers of pain haunt a living soul
looking back reliving truth right and wrong
we all know black and white no in between stand or fall
I bless myself prepared for battle each and every night
A mother with a baby boy
Another child now on its way
A husband who pledged love~a ploy
Slips with the adulteress away
Adulteress' husband comes home; their dismay
Caught, well, almost; that playboy
Slithered out the window unclothed
No way to escape; life will destroy
Trapped naked outside unabashed
Lied, lied his friend's reputation trashed
Written: June 25, 2016
Contest: Sweet Little Lies
Sponsor: Silent One
The husband went to the house
next door/ Got the person there
to call his friend to come get
him..His friend took him(the husband) to
the husband's mother's house..The mother
went to her son's house to
get him more clothes. The
husband told his wife that
his friend was caught with another
woman and he(the husband) had
to rescue him by bringing to his mother's
house and get him clothes..Yeah!!
Right!! Who believes that one???
Low life's tell so many lies and crawls with vermin
Lower than a snake biting underneath the truth
Creating hate to suit their ill will casting stones
With bad manners towards another being
Goes to show standing in the middle of clouds
to see clearly the type of person you truly are clarity
Mourning the death of who you where
A better person begins to emerge
Faith I walked with hope strolling within the darkness
long enough with tortured shadows who invade all that's good
To see the light wings of a spirit penetrates
Inside council gives voice to the soul command
Echoes opening deeply wounded scars weep
One eye deceiver can be the center of distraction when you see truth
Light of a thousand stars shines into another universe
Deeper than the moon's reflection
Reflects upon an ocean wave dancing
Glistening silver rippling pure
The facts always remain crystal clear no where to hide
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