Poems About Hypocrisy Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about hypocrisy seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
We think, therefore we are
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"I'm a free man, not a number"
words echoing in the dark
once reality and anthem
now just a dusty and worn out dream
beg
get down on your knees and beg
lick the boots from your gilded cage
how dare you...
talk about biology
or race
or IQ
pretending we are free
when we cease to be useful, we will cease to be
and we will never see it coming
... because it's already here
we have been shorn and herded, taught what to believe
we are killed off at...
"I'm a free man, not a number"
words echoing in the dark
once reality and anthem
now just a dusty and worn out dream
beg
get down on your knees and beg
lick the boots from your gilded cage
how dare you...
talk about biology
or race
or IQ
pretending we are free
when we cease to be useful, we will cease to be
and we will never see it coming
... because it's already here
we have been shorn and herded, taught what to believe
we are killed off at...
#dark
#death
#TruthOfLife
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
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Cheating at Rainbows
I have no time or tolerance for fools
or those who cheat at rainbows
dark stands ajar with an open-face
though the silence speaks louder
then the sweeping gross negligence
of the clueless as life passes them by
playing jabberwocky to a shadow
with a catcher's mitt, thinking they are Oz
or those who cheat at rainbows
or those who cheat at rainbows
dark stands ajar with an open-face
though the silence speaks louder
then the sweeping gross negligence
of the clueless as life passes them by
playing jabberwocky to a shadow
with a catcher's mitt, thinking they are Oz
or those who cheat at rainbows
#corruption
#hypocrisy
#morality #deception
#morality #deception
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Silence Washing Upon The Shore
Silence washing upon the shore,
disharmonica č la luce, light is
disharmonious
with the scent of your perfume
heavenly sedated with memories,
wandering in silence
listening to the haunting, crawling,
in your shadow's space, whispering,
into my ear
and then the gray of a Gothic stone
collecting the effigy of my forgotten
from the catacombs of silence
washing upon the shore
disharmonica č la luce, light is
disharmonious
with the scent of your perfume
heavenly sedated with memories,
wandering in silence
listening to the haunting, crawling,
in your shadow's space, whispering,
into my ear
and then the gray of a Gothic stone
collecting the effigy of my forgotten
from the catacombs of silence
washing upon the shore
#aging
#hypocrisy
#philosophical
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Caretakers
How many memories, does one have left when the
pickpockets are turned loose and the silence echoes
the sounds of the Lionel trains and Mr. BoJangles?
Now worn-out shoes have come back to haunt me,
and my sister's Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
somewhere in the attic above. But the lunacy of it all
is that no one cares until the pickpocket steals their
smartphones and Big Mac...and then the caretaker
dance is their own shadow growing old.
pickpockets are turned loose and the silence echoes
the sounds of the Lionel trains and Mr. BoJangles?
Now worn-out shoes have come back to haunt me,
and my sister's Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
somewhere in the attic above. But the lunacy of it all
is that no one cares until the pickpocket steals their
smartphones and Big Mac...and then the caretaker
dance is their own shadow growing old.
#loneliness
#lies
#shadows
#memories
#hypocrisy
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Weeping Salty Snackers
With five fingers waiting to crash
into my mind's marinade sauce
weeping on salty snackers
pinned to my lobotomy
cranking up the axe
five fingers waiting to crash
punking the calliopie
listening to the mouse scream
for cocaine and morphine
with five fingers waiting to crash
into my mind's marinade sauce
weeping on salty snackers
pinned to my lobotomy
cranking up the axe
five fingers waiting to crash
punking the calliopie
listening to the mouse scream
for cocaine and morphine
with five fingers waiting to crash
#dark
#music
#PopCulture
#hypocrisy
#passion
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Ghost of The Dobsonfly
As the twilight faints to a draconian sky
over the moon of my Shaddai
thinking Cheetos a gift from the Magi
choosing between tails and life's samurai
veiling the windows in winter's ossuary
awakening ghosts of the dobsonfly
mocking the dysphoria of the walleye
as twilight phallus slobbers night's rabbi
with soundtracks of the codified
turned loose in society without an alibi
as the twilight faints to a draconian sky
listening to the mynah birds aye
over the moon of my Shaddai
thinking Cheetos a gift from the Magi
choosing between tails and life's samurai
veiling the windows in winter's ossuary
awakening ghosts of the dobsonfly
mocking the dysphoria of the walleye
as twilight phallus slobbers night's rabbi
with soundtracks of the codified
turned loose in society without an alibi
as the twilight faints to a draconian sky
listening to the mynah birds aye
#dark
#hypocrisy
#philosophical #manipulation
#philosophical #manipulation
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Serrated Echoes
From dark's intimacy breaking twilight
loneliness of a wilted broken flower
with uninvited voices on my pillow
listening to the serrated echoes
of the narcissistic cellos murmuring
with what remains of the carnal apple
as my soul bleeds out on torn pages
from dark's intimacy breaking twilight
loneliness of a wilted broken flower
with uninvited voices on my pillow
listening to the serrated echoes
of the narcissistic cellos murmuring
with what remains of the carnal apple
as my soul bleeds out on torn pages
from dark's intimacy breaking twilight
#lies
#silence
#hypocrisy
#philosophical
#manipulation
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88%
88 percent of women,would agree that they do a lot of people pleasing. Much more than men.
Honestly,that behaviour is so crazy.
At a point,women still think that they are free.
Women,conform too their environment;
How they look.
How they smell.
How they should feel.
88 percent of women,are still grieving
about the hatred of them,by men,throughout history.
©SukiSushiCrown.11/09/2023
Honestly,that behaviour is so crazy.
At a point,women still think that they are free.
Women,conform too their environment;
How they look.
How they smell.
How they should feel.
88 percent of women,are still grieving
about the hatred of them,by men,throughout history.
©SukiSushiCrown.11/09/2023
#hate
#lies
#silence
#TruthOfLife
#hypocrisy
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get some knee pads already
I caught myself
mid eye roll
hands tossed in the air
thinking "again...here we go"
but I paused for a beat
and gave it full my consideration
despite my usual frustration
I really needed to understand
why you do...
...what you do
and I think I'm finally on to you
I know why your knees take a beating
head bent in pious penance
wringing fingers in invocation
there in your habitual pew
on display in prominent view
or elbows braced on the edge of your bed
and this...
mere...
mid eye roll
hands tossed in the air
thinking "again...here we go"
but I paused for a beat
and gave it full my consideration
despite my usual frustration
I really needed to understand
why you do...
...what you do
and I think I'm finally on to you
I know why your knees take a beating
head bent in pious penance
wringing fingers in invocation
there in your habitual pew
on display in prominent view
or elbows braced on the edge of your bed
and this...
mere...
#secrets
#religion
#hypocrisy #choices
#hypocrisy #choices
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Scent Of Ennui
A disillusioned Sandman scorned
wandering in dark psychoanalysis
with a self-portrait of a fool
fading into his own obscurity
with a scent of a narcissistic ennui
drowning in sin like a greenfly
with a weak lullaby stealing fleece
wandering in dark psychoanalysis
with a self-portrait of a fool
fading into his own obscurity
with a scent of a narcissistic ennui
drowning in sin like a greenfly
with a weak lullaby stealing fleece
#corruption
#greed
#hypocrisy #deception
#hypocrisy #deception
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Cut Bait and Run
At all costs, Go Fish, for the jugular,
listening to voices, screaming
"Who is that shadow, dressed in black?
revolving in life's Lotto, or better yet,
until we cut bait and run
with no confessor to bail
cut off at the knees by the man in black
in Charon's Cadillac
with no face to lie to
listening to voices screaming
listening to voices, screaming
"Who is that shadow, dressed in black?
revolving in life's Lotto, or better yet,
until we cut bait and run
with no confessor to bail
cut off at the knees by the man in black
in Charon's Cadillac
with no face to lie to
listening to voices screaming
#dark
#corruption
#hypocrisy #deception
#hypocrisy #deception
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Fool's Paradise
Whittling me a fool
haunting me a twilight
of the fluted veiled locust
stuffing the pod with my bean
of narcissism's lean linguine
touching the minds of imbeciles
reciting from my lord's chair
piping me the solstice
with a sinister theme
whittling me a fool
haunting me a twilight
of the fluted veiled locust
stuffing the pod with my bean
of narcissism's lean linguine
touching the minds of imbeciles
reciting from my lord's chair
piping me the solstice
with a sinister theme
whittling me a fool
#lies
#hypocrisy
#deception
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DU Poetry : Poems About Hypocrisy Seeking Friendly Advice