Sham Poems - Poems about Sham

...A paradox of juxtaposition, I think therefore I am Think too deeply, that concept too becomes a sham I'm here inside but you get the outside vision I think therefore I am, a paradox of juxtapositi......Read the rest...

...No more will I make life freeze; I will enjoy my life up to its lowest lees. Life is short; it is precious; Life can't stand with things malicious. Why shouldn't I, why shouldn't I? Soar with wi......Read the rest...

...Push the limits…try to find outlets and coping skills for yourself Pull away from the urge to throw those childish, languishing fits Explore and implore with me now Feels drown away and fade someh......Read the rest...

...With trembling heart, as an attempt I made To leap across, he woke up with a start, The sword fell from his lap with a sharp clang, A terrifying scream when made me jump, I saw me leaping fro......Read the rest...

... I’m not one but a whisper - I’m nothing ‘cept a sham a pharaoh for the faceless and the finer freaks, I am cormorant for the chinamen rusty wire wraps......Read the rest...

...This is a broken emptiness So surrounded in fixedness you can't get at it All I've ever wanted, I'm that But in disorder Unoriginal amongst poets My drama is bound, I won't let it out All doors......Read the rest...

...CONTINUES PART II: Then she departs, ... his newfound friend stands (clueless me, no intro of her) I with Rick ... waiting wife comes--(Hellooo Oh) newfound by brochure stand he says, "My wife ......Read the rest...

...I asked the wee Munchkins, "Which way do I go?" Figured since they lived here, they would be in the know. But they looked at me uncertainly, scared of the witch. Then realizing she was dead; they ......Read the rest...

...Dear Poet Soup.. A request, dare I ask, Could you withdraw Mysterious mask? As if in Oz I feel I am But hope your wizardry No sham For I request A feature fair To pin a poem In the a......Read the rest...

... Stains on my shirt holes in my pants My wardrobe’s Salvation Army not quite Paris, France I cry all night grief fills my lips While the other kids wear the latest ......Read the rest...

...Sassy sobriquets schooled sissy spindleshanks... studious sexagenarian skinny scruffy scribe My utmost humblest apology for inducing the following cerebral calisthenics upon your cranium, but ......Read the rest...

...I grew up blind The kind that fades away with the gaping eye of knowledge word on the tip of every patriotic tongue was independence Little did my shut brain know, sham was a better word for it ......Read the rest...

...Growing out of childish pranks, With the storm and stress of turbulent teens, I locked within my mind’s cupboard, A portrait vaguely sketched, but never finished. Rough it was, though......Read the rest...

... The darkness coalesced in my eyes Whispering the sweetest lies Erecting a bloody throne Made of broken bone The color seeped from my cheeks Leaving me weak for weeks The pain I held......Read the rest...

...I’m scared of what I could manifest if I tried These after thoughts are traits, too defiant to ignore Am I reading the room, Or am I gaging to see who's worth pretending for? We're excruciatin......Read the rest...