Short Fickleness Poems

Man is fickle at the best times
Not to be trusted for reason or rhyme
At the slightest rationale
Man's greed will unfurl
And released upon this world unrefined...

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Love was so fickleness
sometimes you regard you get it
but at the next instant
he leaves away from you
Love was so ethereal
You think you hold it
but he becomes water
leave you away, again...

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How fickle are the humors of the heart,
capricious and of alternating hue,
a masked chameleon of cunning art;
transmuting colours often hid from view.

11.10.20


An excerpt from my poem ' Colours of the heart'

Rithimus Divisa Poetry Contest
sponsored by Gregory Barden...

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Fear surrounds me; in his devious fog of doubt
His fickleness pretends to be my friend
Promising to protect me from a perilous end
Diminishing my courage into splintered heaps
I battle constantly; teetering on uncertainty
Piercing my vulnerability; Paralyzing my mobility
Stalking me on my primrose path
Tiled in miles of fool’s gold...

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Particular palms protecting private Pop’s Polynesian Paradise.
Bashful bountiful beaches brazenly beguiling busy banana boats.
Gregariously greeting gracious green grass generating gloriousness.
Formidable foams frolicking forever free from formulating fickleness.
White wisps wandering wonderfully within wilderness's willful wistfulness....

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too many choices,
too any voices.
don't know what to do,
is it you, you or you,
my aim is not to hurt.
don't want to treat u like dirt,
but in the end,
this is only pretend,
so for tomorrow, today i am sorry,
for all the pain and the worry,
when you see beyond the lies,
and my fickleness you realize,
hate me, hurt me, leave me
but this is my plea,
don't forget me....

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Come I now to crossroads barren
No help have I which way to go
Now desert me, fame and fortune
My fickleness has naught to show

Such thoughts tend to leave me weary
steeped in mire of my own design
A windblown place, drab and dreary
with no happiness or sunshine

Know I better than there linger
Grand funk is never really grand
Hang the prize a little higher
On solid rock is where I stand...

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I saw my muse today
She rode by on someone else's rhyme

And I continue to squat at the roadside

Crashin' words together
Slammin' words together
Rubbin words ...

Trying to get a spark

Something to ignite the tinder
of inspiration

And I shiver with nothing
to pen


I saw my muse with
someone else

Good Luck, pal

If her high maintenance don't
part you two

Her fickleness 
surely
will...

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Cruelty and indifference
gallops away with the winter's 
chill
tight-lipped determination and 
venomous fragrance
jostles excitedly to escape
affection and scorn rips me 
apart
i want to feign sleep or death
i want to rise up
look my best
bring back the charm
of lost love-tickled days
shriveled by cold
looking harmless or arrogant
in intoxicating promises
he's always true to fickleness
i rise and fall
 every time i see him
every time the doorbell rings...

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Awareness is everything 
But, we must be willing to open our eyes
For they do not see everything 
Moments often catch us by surprise 
The unpredictability of life 
Often puts us in this position 
So thought provoking 
Nothing but an inquisition 
The fickleness of life 
Often takes our breath away 
Confusion and frustration 
Makes its appearance each day 
When we lack awareness 
It can lead to total chaos 
Filled with bewilderment 
Some of us may appear to be lost...

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