Manipulator Poems - Poems about Manipulator

- A Manipulator -

        ~ Words are a manipulator's most powerful weapon - tactical game ~

Manipulator

How fragile we all are
Words break our souls
Until we have nothing to endure
Still we come back, asking for more, " Use, me, want me, because that makes me feel needed."
Who do you think you are, taking my feelings for granted? 
You twist and turn until I become unhinged.
I am only good now, never when I

DISCORDANT TALKING OF THE EMOTIONAL MANIPULATOR

a raised voice of arrogance
manipulating the verses of heresy 

blunt ironic poems
flowering sugar-coated promises

throughout ages 
slander mongering

in every burst of man’s sweat
no blood ever spurt off

The Manipulator

Dog cross my path several times
Dog bark all night when there is no fight
Dog jumping up and down the solid roof
Dog is pulling and tearing my rubber shoes
Dog is telling the truth on two feet, 
And dog is listening to your heart beat
Dog is walking up and down the street
Looking for something enchanting to eat
Black

The Manipulator

Some ghost in peoples mind need to control,
every aspect of circumstance to enroll.
The raging spirit in constant demand to chase illusion,
with sweet words, drama and phony conclusion.
The fear of not being in charge by all means,
destroys all good attention in short coming’s not seen.
Hidden fragile uncertainties covered by shallow believe,
creating painful structures with no relief.
Destinies

The Manipulator

Some ghost in peoples mind need to control,
every aspect of circumstance to enroll.
The raging spirit in constant demand to chase illusion,
with sweet words, drama and phony conclusion.
The fear of not being in charge by all means,
destroys all good attention in short coming’s not seen.
Hidden fragile uncertainties covered by shallow believe,
creating painful structures with no relief.
Destinies

The Manipulator

riding artificial waves – he exploits her alternating moods 


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No Good Deed

Try to do good
Smile. Be nice
When asked for a favor
Don't have to think twice
I 'm charitable, generous
Believe that kindness is key
Trust good karma is cyclical
It'll come back to me
But disillusion and pain
Is all I get in return
Lies and backstabbing
Somehow tables get turned
I'm portrayed as a villain
That I am to blame
For all your misfortune
It's part of

The Master Manipulator

Your strings are tied around my wrist
ankles, chest, stomach, lips, and cheeks 
But for now they dangle.
A short time where my movement is mine.

Until you decided to tighten your grip
Making it hard to breathe
Sometimes hard to eat 
My hands are no longer mine 
My feet have lost feeling 
My facial expressions only reflect you 
My

The Manipulator

You want to keep me
by your side to be 
used like a dirty rag. 
Is that all I'm worth,
I am more.
You couldn't love me, 
yet you desire me, 
but your heart belongs
to another one. 
Any time I leave, 
you cry as if you
lost your heart,
just to lure me back, 
but you never tried 
to change

Manipulator

This whimsical notion he's not in the wrong,
He uses pity to manipulate and control all along,
Once he plays on your heart strings, he draws you in,
And if things don't go his way your at fault for his sins,
Apologetic, yet right after, he must throw back in your face,
All of your problems, all your mistakes,
All of

Emotional Manipulator

Waterfall splashes
falling through eyelashes,
Crocodile, maybe real
not sure how to feel,
Neurotic or an actress
I'm mildly in distress,
Witnessing this sight
I could almost take the bite
from emotional fishhooks
I avoid and trust my gut,
Her streaming salty tears
won't make me swerve my steer,
Sticking firm to my beliefs
I ignore this principle thief.

Manipulator

You always try to manipulate me and make me feel bad
But I always fall victim to your charm and that makes me mad
Your good looks are all you have got
You are a jerk, you're lucky you're hot
I am a good person with a very big heart
And you took advantage from the very start
Because of you

Manipulator

A breathing habit.
Undeniable addiction.
Pin pricks of the frontal cortex,
Social acupuncture..
Easy subjects.

Standing before your face,
Or alone in my own meditation.
I can't stop myself,
To break apart your mental station.

Surgically navigating the words.
Is like numbing one's brain.
Pinpointing thoughts with them,
Is controlling what they say.

Why can't I loose.
My failure is my win.
"Patience is a virtue" they say.
I say, "patience

Manipulator

Manipulator
Manipulator of the corn and sun making waves of amber grains learning to be 
future time traveling now just marking time taking up spaces meant to be used 
by people just like the eye peggy sue and bobby billy ginger lee using all the 
markers calling all the shots calling all the markers in to

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