Poems about Betrayal
#betrayal
Poetry about betrayal and treachery. Here you'll find poems about disloyalty from friends, family or a partner in a relationship, including cheating.
Bad Po'em "Letter" To Elizabeth
Photo: "Harry's Birthday c. 1998 dkzk
go'head, my beauty.
poke me in the eye again.
fchrisakes, poke'em both.
Dist'urb me and distraught me
as if it can last forever. (It might!)
(it's gettin closer (to forever) than wee'think.)
What fool I was to come to this place.
What place? Any damn which place at all.
so many bloody years have come and gone
since ye covered me in hope & walked away,
after what i thought was the best 5 years
of my life.
(So much for...
go'head, my beauty.
poke me in the eye again.
fchrisakes, poke'em both.
Dist'urb me and distraught me
as if it can last forever. (It might!)
(it's gettin closer (to forever) than wee'think.)
What fool I was to come to this place.
What place? Any damn which place at all.
so many bloody years have come and gone
since ye covered me in hope & walked away,
after what i thought was the best 5 years
of my life.
(So much for...
#love
#regret
#betrayal
#death
#ghosts
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Stolen
trust I do not have
it has been stolen from me
shall it be returned
it has been stolen from me
shall it be returned
#anger
#betrayal
#spiritual
#haiku
#frustration
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Two Faced Mirror
I can't relate to those who fear their face
Hide as you want and i see as you are
Don't bent the real, show me as you feel
And i name you friend as we laugh
Surprise of life how works the disguise
All this dies, the time comes to realize
You have to face the fake image what got you amazed
Everyone who you know, make a part of you
But not every part will work from heart
You can choose which one to hold on to
But they will decide what to trasmform you into
Shatter the glass, doesn't matter
A broken mirror shows...
Hide as you want and i see as you are
Don't bent the real, show me as you feel
And i name you friend as we laugh
Surprise of life how works the disguise
All this dies, the time comes to realize
You have to face the fake image what got you amazed
Everyone who you know, make a part of you
But not every part will work from heart
You can choose which one to hold on to
But they will decide what to trasmform you into
Shatter the glass, doesn't matter
A broken mirror shows...
#friendship
#lies
#betrayal #honesty
#betrayal #honesty
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Alone
I keep looking for
the love you never gave
in all my empty pockets.
I push my hands in
to find the warmth you never had
but fall through holes
and scramble to catch
the lies.
the love you never gave
in all my empty pockets.
I push my hands in
to find the warmth you never had
but fall through holes
and scramble to catch
the lies.
#lies
#betrayal
#hurt
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The Broken Heart
The Broken Heart
Where do broken hearts go?
When they don't have a song to sing!
Or have a prayer?
When your heart is bare?
Where do broken hearts go?
When your heart has been?
As though being ripped out of your chest?
Then stomped on?
Then your body goes numb?
As you no longer care to live?
Where do broken hearts go?
They shun themselves far away from the rest of the world!
When they're all alone and can't stand to go on?
To be alone with themselves!
To think...think... think...think.
Thinking...
Where do broken hearts go?
When they don't have a song to sing!
Or have a prayer?
When your heart is bare?
Where do broken hearts go?
When your heart has been?
As though being ripped out of your chest?
Then stomped on?
Then your body goes numb?
As you no longer care to live?
Where do broken hearts go?
They shun themselves far away from the rest of the world!
When they're all alone and can't stand to go on?
To be alone with themselves!
To think...think... think...think.
Thinking...
#rejection
#betrayal
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The Tells You Tale
Tipped your hand
with the latest deception
beading on that sociopath-etic
forehead of yours;
brain's rotten pineal gland
oozing out its secrets
about backroom dealings
behind closed doors
Secretings of meetings
so damn obvious -
profusely underscores
the brow beatings
in which you think
you've gotten the best of us
but we have yet to sweat
this small potatoes shit
with the latest deception
beading on that sociopath-etic
forehead of yours;
brain's rotten pineal gland
oozing out its secrets
about backroom dealings
behind closed doors
Secretings of meetings
so damn obvious -
profusely underscores
the brow beatings
in which you think
you've gotten the best of us
but we have yet to sweat
this small potatoes shit
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal
#narrative
#vanity
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Following the Hay Wain
We found the Shire horse smashed,
his leather straps and wooden cart
a hollow casualty of another late night row.
He stayed at home while she went out
and came home legless, dropped off by a
different car each week.
“She’s all fur coat and no knickers”
mum used to say, and then look at dad
as though he was a dog being trained
not to eat biscuits.
The morning after the night before,
found four young boys sitting on top
of a garage roof, pubescent in anticipation.
Natural selection meant the smallest
was in the...
his leather straps and wooden cart
a hollow casualty of another late night row.
He stayed at home while she went out
and came home legless, dropped off by a
different car each week.
“She’s all fur coat and no knickers”
mum used to say, and then look at dad
as though he was a dog being trained
not to eat biscuits.
The morning after the night before,
found four young boys sitting on top
of a garage roof, pubescent in anticipation.
Natural selection meant the smallest
was in the...
#sadness
#teens
#betrayal #funny
#betrayal #funny
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Sucker

#anger
#anxiety
#heartbroken
#betrayal
#hurt
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Dear mom
Dear Mom,
I need to tell you about this women I've found.
She's beautiful, easy going.
She's calm, thoughtful and considerate.
Her smile can lights up they sky.
Her words brings fantasies to life.
She hardly ever ask for much.
She gives her time and knows what exactly to say.
Dear Mum,
I need to tell you about this women I've found.
She's quick to forgive
Never dwells on my mistakes.
She takes what she gets and turns it to stars
There's love In her touch,
Truth In her tongue,
She's everything you can ever dream...
I need to tell you about this women I've found.
She's beautiful, easy going.
She's calm, thoughtful and considerate.
Her smile can lights up they sky.
Her words brings fantasies to life.
She hardly ever ask for much.
She gives her time and knows what exactly to say.
Dear Mum,
I need to tell you about this women I've found.
She's quick to forgive
Never dwells on my mistakes.
She takes what she gets and turns it to stars
There's love In her touch,
Truth In her tongue,
She's everything you can ever dream...
#love
#betrayal
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Chronicle of Chronic (easy version)**

#grief
#betrayal
#death
#fall
#dirty
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not everything...
that springs from the soil is good
not everything organic's always wholesome
there's a certain shade of green
of white
that sprouts and dances
—pretty in the light—
yet harbours poisons
some more subtle than others
all of them intimate
not everything organic's always wholesome
there's a certain shade of green
of white
that sprouts and dances
—pretty in the light—
yet harbours poisons
some more subtle than others
all of them intimate
#dark
#lies
#betrayal
#humankind
#obsession
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Irony
Is it possible to move through the ache of a broken heart that has pumped sand for so many years?
Every time I feel a surge of emotion rise I choke it out from so many hateful memories.
I didn’t want to ever be this person. Jaded, angry, bitter. Sad from a place that can’t be pinpointed because it moves swiftly through me hiding in each of my vulnerable spaces.
I can’t hate the man any more than I hate myself. It took two but I so wish I could have made out that price tag.
I teach people every day to love themselves. Ironic isn’t it?
In...
Every time I feel a surge of emotion rise I choke it out from so many hateful memories.
I didn’t want to ever be this person. Jaded, angry, bitter. Sad from a place that can’t be pinpointed because it moves swiftly through me hiding in each of my vulnerable spaces.
I can’t hate the man any more than I hate myself. It took two but I so wish I could have made out that price tag.
I teach people every day to love themselves. Ironic isn’t it?
In...
#sadness
#hate
#betrayal #hypocrisy
#betrayal #hypocrisy
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