Lying Poems - Poems about Lying

Who planted this notorious fuchsia tree? She is alive and glowing, said the moon with glee. Shining night stars looked down and gave the tree a nod. They loved her color; felt it was not at all odd. We see trees like this all the time in May one lied. The harvest moon rolled his eyes and moved up the...

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Shines behind your vile eyes, Your silver lips and tongue, Halitosis, you can't hide, The poison dribble dripping from, Twice I won't be blamed, The shame is mine for falling once, The lies begin to smell the same, Perfume of rose and skunk....

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I stumbled into a village of gold and brick, The sound of life a chime to the homesick. There are gardens, a butcher, furnaces, Whose warmth seems to ward off the morning mist. Their smiles bloom under a rising sun, Their world sealed, their imagination gone. Looking closer-something’s not right, Their faces are bathed in a familiar light. I’ve wandered into a village...

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Stage One: There was a crime? Oh, please don't offend, because I'm saying IT NEVER HAPPENED. Stage Two: Just ignore whatever you read. IT HAPPENED BUT NOT THE WAY YOU SAID. Stage Three: Okay, Giuliani, our legal eagle said IT HAPPENED BUT IT WASN'T ILLEGAL. (Wait, what? Giuliani's been disbarred?) Stage Four: Okay, the liberal press did their due diligence and we have...

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When your word isn't worth, the only air it traveled through, You may quickly realize that fear and fraud don't accrue. Then as any and all hope is halted, and faith does not exist, The sight of all those broken promises, is there to persist. At that point you're left...

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If you’re older and somehow not dying, Yet live with dementia or worse, Prepare to be hit with some lying Before your last ride in a hearse. This strategy’s gaining approval As nursing homes struggle to cope With patients whose memory removal Deprives them of reasons to hope. So little white lies are suggested Like, “Your husband will visit real soon” Since the truth often...

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We never know of mistakes - Or the lie that we are living. We lose our sense of awareness, Tell ourselves we are believing. But those weights grow heavy - As we ignorantly trudge through skies. Uplifted ‘til we realize, Then we fall to our demise. - And this feeling, it isn’t freeing, For we bound ourselves to lies. We never know we’re dreaming - Until...

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I think i'm Bukowski because i drank three beers He thinks he's Hemingway because he fought a poodle She thinks she's Nina Simone after her third piano lesson We all kinda suck, but that's alright, i hope...

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Oh, so you're that type—so silent but strong? A whisper in the wind, yet firm as stone, Your presence felt, though words may not belong, In quietude, this might alone is shown. The earth beneath your feet does hum a song, A serenade to roots that deeply grow, Feeding a canopy of easily broken limbs Draped with a web spun of concrete A...

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so there we go, trying to twist our thoughts for the comfort of others. we tell lies and continue to unite, as we call ourselves a circle of brothers. we need to sugarcoat the truth while still not biting our tongue. but your mouth feels shut closed, trapped and swollen almost as if it was stung. "will we forever...

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The choices had I made the plans I had laid only I could truly understand the life I could see the person I would be a life‘s a fit for kings would be grand The wounds I felt the bruises I was dealt I came out alive but I’m broken It was at the cost my fantasy was...

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eating an ice cream telling oneself life is sweet lying on the beach looking at the yachts believing they are in reach lying on the beach watching the seagulls having little accidents lying on the beach see the stranded whales assuming they missed the tide lying on the beach getting a suntan thinking it comes at...

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we had all grown used to seeing me in a hospital bed but this time, i don’t know if i’ll pull through. my mother is a brilliant woman. strong and tenacious. i can feel her anxiety building as my blood pressure lowers each hour she is silently screaming i learned that from her. her tears are guarded by the pressure of being my mom. but...

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a millionaire richer than the king, with innocence he is but masking, that he is out to ruin the country, in process will fill his own pantry! he kicked out Boris to get to his chair, the damage was too much to do repair, now claims he grew up without Sky, this lie has caught him open fly, we know! though he speaks...

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With your words so sweet and promises ring true I fell hard in love with you But each night I am lonely, rumors your playing around Searching the night thank God you I never found. A sick mother, emergency trip out of town All those rumors of you go round and round Keeps me walking the floor each night over you my...

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