A facade of course
fakeness oozes from smirky smiles
plastic hearts, inserted in those
with no backbone
easily offended when truth is spoken
birds of feather
pay heed
a wise expression
I much prefer the deeply flawed
whose empathy always shines
no matter their pain
colorful personality additions
of vibrancy and kindness
not toxic rats of disdain
God gave them hair, but they added wigs;
He gave them lashes — they made them longer.
God gave their lips a colour, yet they changed it to figs;
He shaped their chests — they prefer them silicone-stronger.
Their faces hide beneath make-up fixtures,
Their brows they darken with penciled skives.
Their skins they bleach with caustic mixtures,
Their bellies they flatten with sharpened knives.
Even their butts they build Brazilian high;
On their nails gleam paints and polished glosses.
Their tongues spill words that flirt or lie,
Their skins bear rings and tattooed crosses.
Better choose one — before or after bath,
Or fakeness will lie on your bed till morrow;
And when you wake to dawn’s clear path,
The truth will stand in a mirror of sorrow.
in consumed passion
my heart longs for your true love
that flies wingless flight
yet your smiles cut through my dreams
sprouting love in fertile loam
as I so desired
so your love appears to me—
I, who beg for love
while it flows as in a stream
that has a source but no end
you want to deceive
with the love you only feign
appearing so true—
yet I mind not your fakeness
for it’s still better than lust
Planting a seed of deceit to escape the blame,
Even the blind could see the trick in that dance.
Tangled deep in the web of truth-coloured falsehoods,
Dodgy as a broken glass that reflects beauty.
Only the trueness of its heart sees clear the truth~
Giving its forked tongue some time to rue its regret.
Care nor love enough to make a pet dog a pet.
Attention to fakeness won't turn it to truth.
Nothing but pure honesty makes truth a belief~
That deceit has only a few nights of good rest,
Before the truth shatters it into smithereens,
Ensuring lies don’t last beyond dawn’s first crow.
Only truth-coated innuendoes could fool so much,
Unless the ears that hear are clogged with thick wax~
Rolling out deceit as though not meant to deceive;
Pretending it wasn’t intended to sound absurd,
Ensuring that its belief was clouded by lies,
That made a lifeless toy believe it was a pet.
Never fear when your truth is blamed
Fear when your wrong is justified
No matter how deep the truth will submerged
Truth will find a way to show up to the surface
Don't do it to others what not to do to yourself
Don't be proud to be good at turning the story upside down
Because one day your fakeness will be revealed
Don't say a word for revenge
Hopefully help your heart to cover with feeling
Guilt and restless every time you do not do good.
Try to take all of my fakeness
I will never submit to your goodness.
Space and time emptiness in your eyes
I have disappeared into my own shadow
to find someone like you.
Stare into my center gut my core
frightened I have become for your love
I can discover my kind within your blindness
kindness isn't truth innocence isn't empty breath
i have found my weakness my own body mold.
Are we living our life to the fullest?
Or just covering layer between society.
Days are less to take time out of saddest,
No friends, no family then just plant a tree.
Have great company all the time!
Then why to show the world?
That you are having nice sip of wine,
Just creating delusion in your twirl.
You are not present at the very moment,
Each of the time! Just live the presence.
You vibe just like a dull broken fragment,
You are showcasing your own absence.
Stop creating this fakeness in friendships,
All your eyes says that you all are snakes.
Don't treat everyone as in a relationship,
Not more to doubt about, people are awake!
First be yourself',
Then try to be of others.
And at the time of death,
No regrets left.
You are a jewel a gift from God
Know this and act like the star
You were born to be in your own lane
Bold or shy just be you never change
Not saying never green grow
Just saying you are gold
And your changes will be natural
No forceful fakeness go with flow
You are wanted you are needed
In your heart please do receive this
You have purpose and a destiny
You are loved and you are a blessing
Driving moods into just moments,
Fading like leaves and
falling like mist,
I am just surmounted by ice.
Trying to cope but I can't,
Hey! Barvo... You need to..,
This world is so, filled with fakeness and
I am the victim.
All that glistens is not gold,
Of that, you can be sure
The wedding ring I'm wearing
Does it have a gold mark?
I don't know anymore.
Fake is the in word
We now ask, what is real?
Real looks wrong
Fake looks right
It has a look and feel
Of real
Sadly it isn't
Natural is hard to find
It isn't natural
Fake is not kind,
It is all pretence
That muddles up your mind.
Water tastes like water,
It is not champagne
Although fake champagne,
It can taste like water
In this phony name game.
Faux fur was: I think,
A fake that I understand
I disagree with animal slaughter
For the benefit of man
My skin belongs to me
It is genuine, real
I don't need another skin
From an animal kill.
Fake has a funny taste to me
I find comfort in authenticity
It makes my heart ache
And brings tears to my eyes
When I can't see the reality
That the fakeness hides.
I used to be cocky nothing could stop me now I live numb to the core I've forgot me need a new hobby something I've not been need to resurface and once again dream people are nasty selfish and ghastly they put themselves first cause others hurt lie and desert for pride they assert fear being lonely reject being holy choose fakeness so phoney the misery moaning people put me off the people so toxic and lethal it's boardline evil a weakness so feeble but if I focus on just myself just on me and no one else maybe I could grow my wealth not my cash I mean emotions treat the mean as if their no ones focus forward see what opens maybe life won't seem so hopeless just to try nonetheless just to be my very best settling for nothing less but for now life is a mess
Everybody ought to be perfect
But "for whom" is a dilemma.
Everybody wants to impress
But "whom" is a dilemma.
Everybody escapes from reality
But "why" is a dilemma.
Everybody wants to gather fake happiness
But "why" is a dilemma.
Not to be the part of such a world is the crime now.
But "How" is a dilemma.
Everybody judges the very next person
But "why" is a dilemma.
I choose not to answer such questions and have a deaf ear
But now facing the real problems.
But "why" is my dilemma.
I found answers the fakeness in this world motivates for all the crimes.
I let it slip away
I know who was right who was wrong.
I know the truths and the lies.
I know the fake ones and the real ones.
I know your ways more than you do.
I know the tricks you play.
I know the ways you suck up to people.
I know the relations far long before you do.
I know the fakeness all right..
That's why I talk.
I talk not out of need but pity.
I talk not out of loneliness but sympathy.
I talk with you not for the days you have your real ones.
I talk with you for the days you have none.
I ignore your backtalks.
I ignore them not because I want someone to talk with.
I ignore them because of the lameness.
I ignore them because of the fits of laughter i fall in after hearing that.
That's why I say.
I know your ways your tricks your habits.
I know the things you are good at but,
I know ur weaknesses too..
I know them the things... Your "best friends"were kind enough to tell me.
Ha, Ha, Ha.
Hee, Hee, Hee, Hee
False Laughter,
And forced jollity.
Anything false or fake.
I dislike,
And find it hard to take,
Where is the truth hidden,
Is it locked up somewhere?
Forbidden,
For all to share,
Why hide the truth,
That's not fair.
Fairness, where is that today,
Fakeness has got in the way,
Oy Vey!
Dismal indeed,
How we all need,
Some truth and laughter,
Back in our lives,
So we can survive,
And laugh with genuine laughter,
Perhaps that's the goal we should go after.
Ha Ha Ha, Hee, Hee, Hee,
The world will turn more peacefully.
I shake my head and wonder: Why?
I do so often with a sigh
The one who tests me is a friend
And this I just can’t understand
The disrespect, the nerve, the gall
My choice of words just says it all
I fume and puff without a noise
I’d love to scream, but I have no choice
I pray for strength while I endure
The fakeness of this friendly lure
The fault is mine, I know, I do
I let this come to be, that’s true
But today this will come to an end
I’ll do away with this false friend
For those who thought I wasn’t strong
Well think again, ’cause you thought wrong.
Wendy Nipas
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