Least Read Poems About Betrayal
#betrayal
Least read poems about betrayal. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
Keep Your Secret
#betrayal
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#lies
#sadness
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Niagara Falls
the rocking horse straddles a nail
its time came and went
in trembles as did i
the springs that i care
for are the ones in my bed
and the ones that come after winter
the man bought a round-trip ticket
and a one-way ticket
take pictures of the barrel
trusting over Niagara Falls
yours are flowery secrets
and mine are still-life proclamations
both as real as smoke
and mine will hang in halls
...
its time came and went
in trembles as did i
the springs that i care
for are the ones in my bed
and the ones that come after winter
the man bought a round-trip ticket
and a one-way ticket
take pictures of the barrel
trusting over Niagara Falls
yours are flowery secrets
and mine are still-life proclamations
both as real as smoke
and mine will hang in halls
...
#dark
#relationships
#betrayal
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A MAN TO HOLD
Our reality forbade me from kissing your lips
And stroking your hair with my fingertips.
All I could do was hold your hand
When I traveled the distance to a different land
Just to see you for a quick little hour
And I gladly took that power.
How I longed to know how you kissed
And a touch of a man, oh how I missed.
How much it pained me, you have no clue,
To not be able to cuddle up with you.
Sitting across from you, my mind slowly would drift away
And all we had for memories were conversations from day to day.
...
And stroking your hair with my fingertips.
All I could do was hold your hand
When I traveled the distance to a different land
Just to see you for a quick little hour
And I gladly took that power.
How I longed to know how you kissed
And a touch of a man, oh how I missed.
How much it pained me, you have no clue,
To not be able to cuddle up with you.
Sitting across from you, my mind slowly would drift away
And all we had for memories were conversations from day to day.
...
#regret
#breakup
#conflict
#secrets
#betrayal
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the end of the line
the end of the line
Once upon a time, Norway was a shipping nation
thousand of people employed in this endeavor
because she was a low-paid country and could
haul, mostly American cargo around the world
Alas, oil along her coast, was found, no longer
poo, wages rose that was no good
Other nations, running lower wages, took over
and the Norwegian shipping culture
was history
Once upon a time, Norway was a shipping nation
thousand of people employed in this endeavor
because she was a low-paid country and could
haul, mostly American cargo around the world
Alas, oil along her coast, was found, no longer
poo, wages rose that was no good
Other nations, running lower wages, took over
and the Norwegian shipping culture
was history
#anger
#breakup
#betrayal
#apathy
#bittersweet
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Cruelty
little imagination you read me but don't get it
a force to deal with, burning with feeling
arrogant of heart my pride was tested
still inherently me, some the wiser
love is not one-sided, it is multifaceted
don't judge the family dynamics, I am needed
interloper with no conscience
you say, love, I see someone working a man and his lusts
my kindness for him knows no bounds
with understanding I treat him
I've protected him over the years in more ways than one
for now, he treats you special
what use for you...
a force to deal with, burning with feeling
arrogant of heart my pride was tested
still inherently me, some the wiser
love is not one-sided, it is multifaceted
don't judge the family dynamics, I am needed
interloper with no conscience
you say, love, I see someone working a man and his lusts
my kindness for him knows no bounds
with understanding I treat him
I've protected him over the years in more ways than one
for now, he treats you special
what use for you...
#love
#betrayal
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Riverview Town
In Riverview town, a tale unfurled,
Of Mr. Jameson, a man of wealth, a man of the world.
His sudden death, a shock profound,
At his sugar plant, his body was found.
Whispers danced on the town's tranquil breeze,
Of an affair, a secret, hidden with ease.
Sophia, fair and ambitious, her beauty known wide,
Caught in a web of deceit, by Mr. Jameson's side.
A wooden castle, a distant kin's domain,
Where secrets are whispered, secrets feigned.
A relative unseen, yet with knowing eyes,
Caught wind of the affair, beneath the skies. ...
Of Mr. Jameson, a man of wealth, a man of the world.
His sudden death, a shock profound,
At his sugar plant, his body was found.
Whispers danced on the town's tranquil breeze,
Of an affair, a secret, hidden with ease.
Sophia, fair and ambitious, her beauty known wide,
Caught in a web of deceit, by Mr. Jameson's side.
A wooden castle, a distant kin's domain,
Where secrets are whispered, secrets feigned.
A relative unseen, yet with knowing eyes,
Caught wind of the affair, beneath the skies. ...
#betrayal
#tragedy
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Chapter 14 Conversation
Chapter 14 Conversation
Brittney had never been to the place David suggested they meet. As she entered, her eyes adjusted to the dim light and she scanned the room for a familiar face. In the corner, David stood and waved. He walked to her and kissed her cheek before leading her back to the table. She sat nervously across from David.
“What would you like, Brittney?”
She smiled thinking of an alternative meaning she heard in his voice. “I’ll just have red wine.”
David stepped to the bar. Brittney sat alone tapping her fingernails on the oak table...
Brittney had never been to the place David suggested they meet. As she entered, her eyes adjusted to the dim light and she scanned the room for a familiar face. In the corner, David stood and waved. He walked to her and kissed her cheek before leading her back to the table. She sat nervously across from David.
“What would you like, Brittney?”
She smiled thinking of an alternative meaning she heard in his voice. “I’ll just have red wine.”
David stepped to the bar. Brittney sat alone tapping her fingernails on the oak table...
#betrayal
#honesty
#sex
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Forgotten
I’m drinking on a Wednesday
And it isn’t even noon
I try to make the hurt go away
Want to fly over the moon
Each morning when I wake up
This shit starts up again
When the hurting stop?
When will this torture end?
When will I forget what you did?
Replay it all the time
Betrayal that I guess I earned
Deserved it for the lies
Karma found its way to me
And now I have to pay
Pay the price for evil deeds
I pay it every day
I know that I don’t deserve you
Or all you put me through
I...
And it isn’t even noon
I try to make the hurt go away
Want to fly over the moon
Each morning when I wake up
This shit starts up again
When the hurting stop?
When will this torture end?
When will I forget what you did?
Replay it all the time
Betrayal that I guess I earned
Deserved it for the lies
Karma found its way to me
And now I have to pay
Pay the price for evil deeds
I pay it every day
I know that I don’t deserve you
Or all you put me through
I...
#betrayal
#conflict
#heartbroken
#ImSorry
#sadness
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the boy sailor
the boy sailor
in 1955, I took a bus to a cove where a ship anchored
along the ship's railing, a group of scowling men passing
time passing, the time spitting into the water.
In the galley, the cook was cleaning his nails using a fish knife
I giant man no one dared to cross him. a friend for life.
With a hardheaded crew and a million cockroaches, a new chapter had begun.
e wore the gray bandana, pallid skin caused by endemic
poverty no soap could rinse away, felt a kinship with them
and they were kind to me a boy peeling their potatoes. ...
in 1955, I took a bus to a cove where a ship anchored
along the ship's railing, a group of scowling men passing
time passing, the time spitting into the water.
In the galley, the cook was cleaning his nails using a fish knife
I giant man no one dared to cross him. a friend for life.
With a hardheaded crew and a million cockroaches, a new chapter had begun.
e wore the gray bandana, pallid skin caused by endemic
poverty no soap could rinse away, felt a kinship with them
and they were kind to me a boy peeling their potatoes. ...
#anger
#breakup
#betrayal
#apathy
#bittersweet
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k Circling The Moorish Tale
#betrayal
#dreams
#lover #magic
#lover #magic
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It's What They Tell Me
I am a true American heroine
ate a little too much Florentine, and salmon
at Sunday brunch, and again at Monday’s lunch
as there is nothing else to do with leftovers.
You search for yourself in my profile
not how it is written, but in between, where
you’ve bitten more than you can swallow,
need to mould me by not mine, but your design
place me high on your angelic pedestal
an itch in my big toe has me fumbling fast
towards to your feet, wrapped neat in a ribbon
we tie up my evening with playing Juliet
To You,...
ate a little too much Florentine, and salmon
at Sunday brunch, and again at Monday’s lunch
as there is nothing else to do with leftovers.
You search for yourself in my profile
not how it is written, but in between, where
you’ve bitten more than you can swallow,
need to mould me by not mine, but your design
place me high on your angelic pedestal
an itch in my big toe has me fumbling fast
towards to your feet, wrapped neat in a ribbon
we tie up my evening with playing Juliet
To You,...
#betrayal
38 reads
4 Comments
Disigned
The Light of Life
As we know it
Is growing
Dimmer
More Savage
By the Day
As we know it
Is growing
Dimmer
More Savage
By the Day
#betrayal
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Betrayal