Broken glass,
mosaic
Stomach chills
Grasp the truth
Shallow becomes deep
Emotions stir
with tender assault
Pale poker face
The serpent's greed
lacking purpose
creates anxiety
and
harbors anger for revenge
The tongue is split
I read your eyes
detailed
Time will be the judge
an boiling pot
- core of soul
would see impostor
who had been with poor posture
paid for with a voucher
Impersonator
Misleading
Phony poets
Overplayed
Sneaky
Treacherous
Erroneous
Ridiculous
She feels fake, a skilled adult impostor
constantly fostering a false decorum.
Her life stirs in seasons of autumn
but her grown-up has yet to blossom.
A sham,he really is!
He is just a mirage,with acts,illusory.
Tiptoeing in thirst for fame.
He swindles the thoughts of many
and manipulates the notions of fellows.
He is an empty pack,
with no match sticks.
He is a fallow land,
with the regular weeds.
His talks are smooth like the fine wine,
But in the real sense cut the skin
like the blade of a grass.
He poses to be a nature's green hop,
But he's indeed a tassel.
Do you choose to be a sham?
The unreal man that fakes life
till his time of old.
The Impostor
I, Strelitzia come to surprise
by turning your sightings up-side-down
with my vibrant costume and disguise.
Fiery plumage forms my crested crown
with feathery tips of indigo.
My boat-shaped beak is a mossy brown.
You’ll stop and stare at my bloomin’ show
of regal garb that always deceives—
a subject fitting for a Van Gogh.
Amid long blue-gray leathery leaves,
I can perch, I can pose, unafraid,
protected from would-be floral thieves.
It’s all a part of my masquerade.
Hummingbird visits—just part of the game,
though they’re not fooled by my sly charade.
I’m in the Imposter’s Hall of Fame
because everyone has to look twice.
Time to unmask and reveal my name:
It’s me! It’s me! Bird of Paradise.
What smug pseudomorph
inhabits my reflection,
adroitly mimicking my
every manner and expression,
mercilessly mocking me
with flawless simulation?
She is the great pretender;
a master counterfeiter;
a furtive opportunist;
a thieving imitator.
She is a soul-sucking demon
of the gravest degree;
a brazen parasite
feeding on health and ingeny,
pillaging my youth
with savage gleam and glee;
siphoning my precious hollow
of vitality.
Time ticks across my aging face
while our eyes lock in defiance,
and in the end, my spurious friend
will demand my full compliance.
So, with a twinkling eye I wink
at my mirrored facade,
acknowledging this fearsome foe
with a playful nod.
Respectfully reciprocal,
she gestures back to me in kind,
and we part as esteemed enemies,
to my last breath resigned.
Sneaky
Deceitful
Calculating and cruel
It poses as your friend
Offering comfort
Strength
A sense of achievement.
It isolates
Jealously guarding the relationship
Until it infiltrates
Every cell of your being
And claims you
As its own.
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