Long Rumours Poems
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People tell rumours
Because they have bad motives
They're jealous
They snatch from others
They're greedy
They're overbearing
They're mischievous
But I tell only because I'm careless
I'm simple, straight forward
I believe my senses
I believe what I see
And so people pretend to be friendly
I believe what I listen
And so people say sweet words
I tell my feelings
And so people make plans
I'm educated
I see only evidence
A chance event
Can make a long long story sometimes
I believe my wisdom
I make my own judgement
And try to convince others sometimes
When one day I found that
I can't understand why my lover leave me
He didn't see my hard works anymore
He didn't listen to my feelings and love anymore
He didn't apologize with his sweet words anymore
He didn't smile with his sweet appearance anymore
Just like
I didn't see his heart at the very beginning
I believed my own rumours
Which my eyes and ears cheated my heart
Oh my god
Now it's too late
When was it, the day we first spoke?
When was it, the moment I stood next to you?
When was it, the time all guys came to me yet I seeked for love?
Maybe, I couldn't see you because from all of them, you were above.
You were right there, when I made new friends.
You were somewhere in all my pictures.
You were present as I embraced on my fears.
You were one of the voices when the whole crowd cheered.
When the whole crowd cheered, but only I couldn't hear.
You were right there, as I danced holding strangers hands
You were right there, when I saw it all break apart in a glance.
In the room of my rumours there was a presence of your stance.
Why didn't I ever realise this distance.
Coincidence, how we were the only ones unbothered.
Of all those people, was it you who really mattered.
How fate turned the tables of life giving her own name,
We both fell for her trap the very moment we entered the game.
Did you have to be the one to hate me from the start
Did you have to be the one to see me fall apart
Did you have to be the one who gets my words all stuttered
Did you have to be the one to make my heart flutter
I forgot the demons I formed alliances with.
I freed my old love and called it a myth.
I try hard everyday to fill this void,
And harder to run away when your thoughts collide.
All I wanted was to explore carelessly and wander,
But suddenly your presence started to grow fonder.
Irrational how we clung on so soon,
Now do I stay for us or leave on my own?
She came from eden the dark temptress,
Left Him behind and went her own way,
caught by the demons who back then,
soon she joined them and led them astray.
They said she was evil with a dark soul,
Spawned by the demons beneath the world,
Strong was her mind knew what she wanted,
No man would control or abuse her
Told by the angels to be subject and ruled,
They tried to paint her as a black force.
Saying she was evil with a dark soul,
spawned by the demonsbeneath the world.
Left the valey of the fertile plain left it behind,
New life she started beneath the mountains tall,
Rumours grew of her power and strength,
Her legacy will last for a millenia or two.
They said she was evil and walked with the dark,
They feared and avoided her as she sang in their heads
I wrote a song and sang it badly
The content was such they listened gladly
you think I’d be embarrassed
reputation vanished
But the latter a failed preclude deluded truth
And you can’t damage what damaged
Thousands of ears now know I can’t sing in tone
but despite the missed notes they listen to what I wrote
What I wrote is what I project out to be known
It’s the head I sell it ain’t ordinary
others living the same old story
I’ve intelligence to realise and not conform
No insecurities to hide with guts to perform
why cave and cry when you ain’t the norm
I fly the sky high and become the storm
they write me off whilst I'm writing down
but I write with the left I'm the wrong way around
so my right-off on-left goes to town
they now smile upside frown
the ones laughing before now don’t
It’s oh so quiet
til I fail again and egos enjoy it
Words seep through
nerd when I need too
transparent and true
I do what I do
now too deflate egos of lads
I aint absolutely barking mad
deep down inside you aint glad
cus you know I can make you look bad
The blind man sees what he sees what he knows
don't believe rumours and be a dense dumbo
and Facebook aint the true person on show
neither are songs skits or poems they wrote
funny how things flip around
peaceful is life in this sound
you enjoy life when others fail,
sod that mate, you live in Hell
Was Lennon's death a nations shame?
The question is, why did he die?
Psychotic dreams were thought to blame.
His stance on peace, did fan the flame.
The assassin said that John did lie.
Was Lennon's death a nations shame?
Mark shot him down, then seeking fame,
He read 'The Catcher in the Rye'.
Psychotic dreams were thought to blame.
New York had staged it's 'national game'.
Conspiracy was a theory, 'why'
Was Lennon's death a nations shame?
With rumours rife, some gave a name,
As coded transcripts did imply.
Psychotic dreams were thought to blame.
By exploitation, did they frame
A mindless act, whoever by?
Was Lennon's death a nations shame?
Psychotic dreams were said to blame.
I wrote this in march 2014. but i thought it might upset some people.
If so my apologies to anyone offended
As your immediate boss and superior
It behoves me to have to inform you
Your services are no longer required
A formal letter of termination will ensue!
It has nothing to do with performance
You've really done an admirable job
Believe me, I've tried hard to ignore them
The rumours from everyone's gob!
You've stepped over the line, my friend
With this affair that has people talking
Each time you walk through the office
Sure you've noticed people gawking
I've tried really hard to turn a blind eye
And attempted to keep it hush hush
But now I just can't ignore it anymore
I'm beginning to turn into a lush!
Normally it's not a reason for dismissal
But you've caused me to endure such strife
That I must consider this a special case
Coz the partner in this affair is my wife!
© Jack Ellison 2012
Last night I dreamt of them
Fleeing under the cover of darkness
Liars, adulterers, murderers and thieves
Terrified of the monsters on their heels
They flew into an abandoned house and began pushing old furniture against the flimsy door
When the glass windows shattered and there was a lound bang
An eerie voice cackled and another one sang
Petrified, they turned to look at one another
When they were interrupted by a muffled scream followed by a deep shudder
One of them fell on the hardwood floor
They watched in horror as his hand turn into a freaky animal claw
Shards of broken mirror flew into the air
Into their eyes and into their hair
Every reflection they saw turned into another scream
Pinches! This was reality not some dream
The front door broke into a thousand pieces
Then came a volley of a stink of faeces
When the police arrived they found nobody there
Rumours flew and people said they were killed by a deadly grizzly bear
Three years later the forensic team reopened the case
Other tips from the public led the police to a futile chase
A forensic expert went back to the house and found a single hair
In the lab, she used a pair of tweezers to inspect the strange looking hair
In that moment a strong desire came over her
To touch the thick strand of hair with her bare hand
She felt one pinprick and turned into quicksand.
Copyright@BrigittePace2022
He walks without footsteps; no stranger he greets
His bowed head unseen; he’s the man who won’t speak
He fails to acknowledge those using the park
And then there’s his manner… a strange shade of dark
He’s never seen entering, nor does he leave
But daily he’s seen, so he’s real I believe
And yet where he treads, he leaves not a mark
Above him the sky is a strange shade of dark
Rumours abound that he’s always around
As he grieves for a child who lies under the ground
For sure he lacks something one might call his ‘spark’
His sorrow it seems is a strange shade of dark
Does he work, does he not, does he live on the street
Does anyone, anywhere tell him he’s sweet
Is he builder, repairer or is life a lark
Perhaps he is simply… this strange shade of dark
Curiosity got me; I followed him once
I harboured the notion there’s something he hunts
He laboured a while as a lamp lit him stark
Yet still what I spied was a strange shade of dark
Why did he linger, why did he wait
Was I the prey and was he the bait
At once my gasp, was my only remark
The thought in my head was a strange shade of dark
There, neath the lamp, buried hilt deep in leaves
A blade as is held by both killers and thieves
The cops came as somewhere I heard a dog bark
The Fed’s sullen frown was a strange a shade of dark
The dark man now faced me and I wonder why
The face that I see has a tear in its eye
Land excavators were soon in the park
And the feelings I have… are a strange shade of dark
Have you watched the video of a joyfull child, a boy running with just stumps for
Feet.' Waving what is left of his arms in joy
A child of war ravaged Palastine a real place in the middle east, where beach sand allows his actions,
cushioning the shock! as
He enjoys the days treats, the gifts of war and rumours of, in a place where vultures truly
Roost and also soar, where real-estate exponents would build luxury penthouses at that same shore.' And there will no doubt be buyers, avid for any spoils? Supporters of human averice wallowing
In each advance? Of conflict with its supperating now full blown boils.' God bless the boy, i don't know his name.' Lord
His example puts me to abject shame..'
I am against this, and indeed all wars and
The human buzzards, that gather, to rip at any spoils.'
I tried to reason with you, but you turned your back on me
Tears formed in my eyes so blue, but you turned your back on me.
When I arranged to meet, you said you were working till late -
Then I saw you out with Sue, but you turned your back on me.
What went so wrong between us - I thought everything was fine
You swore rumours were untrue, but you turned your back on me.
Our son misses his daddy; he’s too young to understand
I prayed each night we weren’t through, but you turned your back on me.
I can’t understand why you walked out on your family
Why you’ve bid us both adieu, but you turned your back on me.
Syllable checked with how many syllables – 14 per line. Ghazal form
H/M in original Contest which was judged in March
Submitted to second chance #2 contest Sponsored by Broken Wings awarded 1st place 4/14/16
Submitted to First place only contest sponsored by Laura Loo
03~19~16