Poems about Manipulation
#manipulation
Here you'll find poems about manipulation and manipulative behaviour. Poetry about feeling manipulated by another persons clever and devious mind games. Also poems about shamelessly manipulating other people for pleasure or gain. Poetry exploring the effects and repercussions of unscrupulous manipulation.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Today 9:40pm
Today 9:40pm
Only in life you'll feel this pain
Phone calls, friends, Valentine's Day cards, cats, birthday parties and the countless games that make people hurt, cry, laugh etc.
These things are hands that stick out the window and catch you and break your fall after you have thrown yourself off the roof
The sound of their voices, the pain they inflict, the games they play
The noise
The noise keeps you from going insane
It keeps your mind off your mind
Down the road in an ordinary house of the alive, there is darkness & silence
You can hear the water dripping off the roof of your skull
There's...
These things are hands that stick out the window and catch you and break your fall after you have thrown yourself off the roof
The sound of their voices, the pain they inflict, the games they play
The noise
The noise keeps you from going insane
It keeps your mind off your mind
Down the road in an ordinary house of the alive, there is darkness & silence
You can hear the water dripping off the roof of your skull
There's...
#betrayal
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#manipulation
#suicide
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
Today 2:17pm
Today 2:17pm
Their Voice Like A Blackhole
Their voice is like a blackhole I'm getting sucked into their game, a game I didn't even chose to play.
I'm in this video game constantly running, enemies keep respawning.
I could never escape them.
The John Wacy clown follows me around, he's looking not to kill...
But to steal my soul forever.
They were soul thiefs like the black Klobber in Donkey Kong Country 2.
The nightmare always plays.
The tune is always playing...
They're always watching...
And I'm their target.
I'm their empty...
I'm in this video game constantly running, enemies keep respawning.
I could never escape them.
The John Wacy clown follows me around, he's looking not to kill...
But to steal my soul forever.
They were soul thiefs like the black Klobber in Donkey Kong Country 2.
The nightmare always plays.
The tune is always playing...
They're always watching...
And I'm their target.
I'm their empty...
#manipulation
#suffering
#tragedy
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
Today 2:07pm
Today 2:07pm
The Possessive Nightmare
He stares at me, smile like plastic Ken.
He reminds me of my father, constantly pretending to be your best friend.
Like my old cat, Loki. Constantly meowing, never shutting the fuck up.
.And you can't get away.
They staring at you,
eyes possessing your soul.
And you better run out before it's too late.
He reminds me of my father, constantly pretending to be your best friend.
Like my old cat, Loki. Constantly meowing, never shutting the fuck up.
.And you can't get away.
They staring at you,
eyes possessing your soul.
And you better run out before it's too late.
#lies
#manipulation
#shadows
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goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
Today 7:58am
Today 7:58am
like a glass
she breaks
emotionally
from his
rejection
like a
glass
thrown
up against
a wall.
emotionally
from his
rejection
like a
glass
thrown
up against
a wall.
#conflict
#deception
#heartbroken
#manipulation
#rejection
34 reads
4 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
Today 3:50am
Today 3:50am
Broken spirit
You were the violent storm
Ravaging the wastelands
Of my wandering soul
Did you plan my destruction
From conception of our
Ill fated entanglement
You wanted a mindless puppet
To carry out your devious deeds
While you sat by with idle hands
I was blinded by your
Seductive sensual suggestions
Hypnotized by your forked tongue
You laid waste to my
Ideas of love and the future
With one venomous bite
Now I lie here, older but wiser
Reaching out from the rubble
Waiting...
Ravaging the wastelands
Of my wandering soul
Did you plan my destruction
From conception of our
Ill fated entanglement
You wanted a mindless puppet
To carry out your devious deeds
While you sat by with idle hands
I was blinded by your
Seductive sensual suggestions
Hypnotized by your forked tongue
You laid waste to my
Ideas of love and the future
With one venomous bite
Now I lie here, older but wiser
Reaching out from the rubble
Waiting...
#breakup
#deception
#heartbroken
#manipulation
#sadness
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adagio
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 10:12pm
18th Jan 2025 10:12pm
get off my sourdough
Narcissistic imbecile nullifying
Novocain needle manipulating masses
with swollen cerebellum of embroidered ego
and terminal testicles awash in tequila
a turd today a rigor tomorrow where limboed
souls congregate awaiting fate in a cold morgue...
"stop messing with my sourdough"
Novocain needle manipulating masses
with swollen cerebellum of embroidered ego
and terminal testicles awash in tequila
a turd today a rigor tomorrow where limboed
souls congregate awaiting fate in a cold morgue...
"stop messing with my sourdough"
#addiction
#corruption
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#zombies
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scarlet_rabbit
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 2:49pm
17th Jan 2025 2:49pm
Amarok
You want me to be sweet, that's how I pleased you.
Made you believe in me, that I'm your little sheep.
Your beast. Your Amarok.
Heartless to everyone else, sinking my fangs in those who disobey;
I became the pet of the true monster which was you.
But you never read what my name means.
SICK, SICK, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!
I LIED TO YOU AND FUCKED YOU, JUST TO MAKE YOU TRUST ME.
SICK, SICK, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!
I RIPPED YOUR THROAT OUT AND FRENCH-KISSED YOUR CORPSE BECAUSE THE REAL MONSTER WAS YOU.
I had to watch you break her.
Fearful...
Made you believe in me, that I'm your little sheep.
Your beast. Your Amarok.
Heartless to everyone else, sinking my fangs in those who disobey;
I became the pet of the true monster which was you.
But you never read what my name means.
SICK, SICK, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!
I LIED TO YOU AND FUCKED YOU, JUST TO MAKE YOU TRUST ME.
SICK, SICK, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!
I RIPPED YOUR THROAT OUT AND FRENCH-KISSED YOUR CORPSE BECAUSE THE REAL MONSTER WAS YOU.
I had to watch you break her.
Fearful...
#abuse
#manipulation
#revenge
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8 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Bumped 14th Jan 2025 11:40pm
16th Jun 2023 2:39pm
16th Jun 2023 2:39pm
Naked
The King dances naked
procession marches on
flags of retribution
mother sings her song
into the fire
pages keep us warm
guillotine is sharp and shiny
best to read along
truth dangling by a thread
rope upon a tree
doesn't matter what you think
the cool-aid not the tea
drive them out
no sanctuary
all need to flea
father told me to think it through
thinking is not for me
dancing to the rhythm of the...
procession marches on
flags of retribution
mother sings her song
into the fire
pages keep us warm
guillotine is sharp and shiny
best to read along
truth dangling by a thread
rope upon a tree
doesn't matter what you think
the cool-aid not the tea
drive them out
no sanctuary
all need to flea
father told me to think it through
thinking is not for me
dancing to the rhythm of the...
#ignorance
#manipulation
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 11:26am
12th Jan 2025 11:26am
That's all your worth
Wretched but beautiful
My eyes see you but I look away
Throw yourself into a den of lions
I'll bring the popcorn and goobers
Will they eat you or spit you out
Your flesh is bitter and diseased
To much negativity and malignancy
How can one walk around with such a tainted soul?
Bless yourself in my river of urine
That's what I think of you anyway
Take it, accept it
That's all your worth
Go home and drown yourself in your bottomless, endless self pity
Hope your having a great weekend
My eyes see you but I look away
Throw yourself into a den of lions
I'll bring the popcorn and goobers
Will they eat you or spit you out
Your flesh is bitter and diseased
To much negativity and malignancy
How can one walk around with such a tainted soul?
Bless yourself in my river of urine
That's what I think of you anyway
Take it, accept it
That's all your worth
Go home and drown yourself in your bottomless, endless self pity
Hope your having a great weekend
#fiction
#hate
#manipulation
#SelfHarm
#TruthOfLife
68 reads
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drone
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 8:16am
12th Jan 2025 8:16am
Desperate Need
You let them in
You opened your Door
Wide
Coz what they say
How they say it
The moves
That they make
That Convince You
They are Friends
As they Slowly Suck you Dry
Of Everything
That is You
In Your Desperate need
To have
Friends
And Now
You pay the Price
Always thinking about
Their Wellbeing
As yours
Slowly Decays
You opened your Door
Wide
Coz what they say
How they say it
The moves
That they make
That Convince You
They are Friends
As they Slowly Suck you Dry
Of Everything
That is You
In Your Desperate need
To have
Friends
And Now
You pay the Price
Always thinking about
Their Wellbeing
As yours
Slowly Decays
#betrayal
#honesty
#lies
#manipulation
#TruthOfLife
55 reads
2 Comments
Shon
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 10:09pm
9th Jan 2025 10:09pm
The Kiss
Rodin's sculpture in marble.
One of the three.
One I've seen the most of.
It's called the Lewis one.
First shown in Lewis 1914.
Puritanical protests.
To It's erotic nature.
I too was influenced.
By Rodin's.... the Kiss.
Part of my sex education.
Get a firm grip.
An arm round my neck.
Go in for a full on snog.
Gotta say it worked for me.
But they where naked.
Never got that far.
As a starter...
It was clothed for me.
Rodin's the Kiss.
Turns out to be not quite. ...
One of the three.
One I've seen the most of.
It's called the Lewis one.
First shown in Lewis 1914.
Puritanical protests.
To It's erotic nature.
I too was influenced.
By Rodin's.... the Kiss.
Part of my sex education.
Get a firm grip.
An arm round my neck.
Go in for a full on snog.
Gotta say it worked for me.
But they where naked.
Never got that far.
As a starter...
It was clothed for me.
Rodin's the Kiss.
Turns out to be not quite. ...
#anxiety
#deception
#lies
#manipulation
#regret
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oldmanG
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 4:06am
9th Jan 2025 4:06am
The End Game
The End Game
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
#conflict
#deception
#lies #manipulation
#lies #manipulation
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