Liar liar
Pants on fire
That's what you all will say
Unless your pretty
Or cool and witty
Or have enough money to pay
Your on your own
Like a dog with a bone
Fighting an invisible beast
Followed by traitors
Who say there not haters
Like jesus at the last feast
Liar liar
Tongues on fire
That's what you all said
You don't even know me
One day you'll see
Why you don't wish people dead
Chiaroscuro ballerina,
Rond de jambe in chaînés
Jeté, jeté
Grand jeté
Mariana Victoria,
Your Seiren eyes speak in
Adamantine lies
Forbidden apple gates
Amina Afrikana,
Runes enjambed in chains
Adamantly denying
Grand opries
Bloomeria guro,
Your six-petaled cries sing
"Beaujolais, beaujolais!"
Forbidden pomegranates
"As the greatest of all poets and musicians,
tho' you may call me 'liar',
Hermes may have invented it
but I perfected the lyre
and with my music and singing
if only I could see
the forest for the trees
I would coax the woods to dance for me
but, on the other hand
from where I stand,
it appears to be,
looking at it from all angles,
nothing but nettles, brambles
and both
briars and tangles,"
quoth he, Orpheus in the undergrowth.
Roads We Chose
If you travel down the wrong Lane
where humanity is swept away
with hate and viral diatribes
well then you know
Tom Petty
has inseminated his seed
they knock on all doors
if a narrow mind will answer
ring ring
oh ,my hatred sings
do not be a little mind
unless genocide is your thing
A liar is a liar however they conspire,
Not showing their intentions or true desire,
They manipulate by not saying or speaking their truth,
They know how to hold back information from you,
They test your waters by not opening up,
They don't tell the whole story they just say enough,
Some can look as innocent and as shiny as gold,
But trust me there's so much you do not know,
And the whole time that you care and remain transparent to them,
They believe your earning their trust to reel you back in again,
They have no trust in the purpose in which is sent,
Or to even understand the purpose behind that friend,
Pride and fear stand in the way,
They will compete and compare you only to walk away,
And then later when they realize their way never worked,
They want you back in their life because you were real from the door,
After smashing your intentions and smearing your name,
Without realizing that even after all of that you have no shame,
And the only shame that's left is on their behalf,
Because they never approached you honestly or even acted like they cared,
Your freedom is your honesty without pride or fear,
Your beauty is internally what you hold dear,
"my hearty prayer" "my deep prayer" "best prayer" What a big liar!
You promised me the days we sung and cooked and danced, painting each others nails would come back someday
You promised me, so i sat restless, watching the pass of everyday, pass me by, memories souring as the clock ran
Harmless illusions wipe away as i realize what i had been surrounded by, with each spent sunday i realised i was lucky when you ran away
Harmful children come from hazardus playgrounds,i was raised to bring pain, i know a million ways that i can
You promised, something so insignificant, you are someone who should never have been given a second thought, so why do i feel this way
You promised something so small, years later something that didn’t matter yet my mind still paints you a con-man
Harmless was never really a word i’d have thought to use for you unless in a singular action like today
Harmful even when you don’t realise i guess your the same in one way, you were a liar before our relationship began
Holidays are meant to be significant for enjoyment!
The problem is that the proposal for engagement is met with pure blissful ignorance!
Denying my words for a union of an engagement!
Was wrong as you lied to a person that wanted to build a bridge based on acceptance!
Stay within the confounds of your status as you will not live in bliss!
You focused on a symptom of similarities and not of outwardness!
Due to your lies and ignorance I am not inclined to change your status to misses from miss!
I am a man that when given the chance will go to straightforwardness!
You gave up on improvement!
You would rather be in denial!
It is sad that you would not look at me as a form of improvement
You look at your future in a form of a person that likes to see the truth of being a person that likes to beguile!
Enjoy your stupidity and go forth!
Fire fire dance by the fire you liar, your situation is dire fire fire dance by the fire
From golden rays the clouds are spun,
But without warmth, the winter sun.
Signing the sky with solemn swear,
Casting its light to he who stares.
Only sight can tell the sun is frozen,
When light's love starts cursing the chosen.
But a Fool doesn't see with open eyes,
Only the break of dusk will turn him wise.
After fire is lost and falls to rest,
The moon and the stars will rise expressed.
Suddenly The Fool can hear it's whispers,
Blindly still, he wanders with blisters.
Not all things new are made from passion,
At times the stars are all he'll fashion.
Beyond the veil of coal and sky,
That's where the sightless Fool will fly.
Labour of hate
Turn on the heating
It’s getting cold
Why do we shiver?
Just because we’re old
It’s Kier’s labour, who wants us all to die
Said he liked pensioners just another lie
Another lie
Angels are calling
Is this the end
We are elderly
No family or friends
Can’t pay for heating or any of our bills
While Rayner’s cheating, fingering the tills
In the tills.
Reeves bills are paid for
But she’s a millionaire
Rayner is raving
She doesn’t care
Release the sausages, where is his brain
Paying a photographer, Rayner’s so vain
Is so vain
Take all our money
With inheritance tax
Charlie didn’t pay his
He can now relax
Rich becoming richer, Starmer leads the pack
Free clothes and glasses stabbed us in the back
In the back.
David Cox 13/12/24
When I’m with you,
It fills up my entire body.
This isn’t love,
It’s hatred.
It’s despair.
And It’s ugly.
When you’ll finally see me,
That’s what you’ll see.
I know it,
So please, don’t know.
Someday,
I’ll give you my petal,
For you to feel me,
See me empty and naked.
I can’t help but hope you’ll see a little girl,
She’s smiling.
I want her to.
It’s not right, isn’t it.
I’m a liar after all.
Deceiving everyone,
That’s what I’m best at.
“I wish we would have met before”
A dead flower,
Even the sun can’t save it.
It’s still ugly after all.
Who would want that?
Dresses couldn’t change my gray skin,
And I couldn’t understand what you find pretty,
In a doll missing two eyes.
There’s no safe exit.
Whatever god will decree upon me,
Will be none other than a death by poison
Because your eyes are my greatest weakness
The red pills are out again
all hot and bothered on menopause
Angry Birds
spewing angry words
we need a poo poet to respond
to these silly turds
Now Kamala I am sure has lied
a time or two
she's a politician, who cares red or blue
now Trump
who can not read or write
as lied to you thousands of times
I just lied
Is billions
I lied again
Is trillions
Angry Birds hate
like bats in a cave
their world is all upside down
no one told them
they are the clowns
There views are formed
by a little tube in front of them
they have no empathy
nor humanity
They are couch terrorists
frauds for sure
excited by burning flesh
soon behind them
The lion will roar
Like a dead rose
Let’s expose
The uniquely worst
Politician
Who dreams of being the best
He’s no magician.
A villainous bully or a convicted criminal
Must not run for public office
We will never have peace
Things will never be normal
Otherwise we will have ubiquitous
Disenchantment and nonstop chaos
Let the dead rose
Fade away and decompose.
Copyright © September 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous books of poetry.
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