Poems About Manipulation Seeking Friendly Advice
#manipulation
Poems about manipulation seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Deviltry (A Satire)
Betraying you makes me better in secret, because I hide behind lies. You can't see, nor are you allowed, because my temperance is frenetic. I could go off the deep end of emotional balance at any slight tilt. Conscience doesn't apply to me when I shine. The radiance of truth and purpose involve my exaltation, of which I'm absorbed in. Boast my ego and pride, because I shamed you first! Life isn't fair, and I'm the alpha. I'm #1. Survival of the fittest somehow means antipathy and sociopathic persistence, as creative elements of communication become misconstrued in context and...
#lies
#betrayal
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#deception
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Familiar, This Contemptuous Spirit
Familiar, this contemptuous spirit.
With masks of fallacy, responsibility is a game, as hypocritical roles define the anticipation of competition.
Persistent grandiosity of sinful metaphors, parables, principles, and dualities corrupt any ethical code of morality.
Ignorance, as errors of others are accepted, establishes dominance, while presence is taken for granted.
Inexperience makes way for the ease of arrogance and haughtiness.
Ruling delusion reassures madness, as the necessity to judge is mistaken for traits, attributes, and characteristics of personality. ...
With masks of fallacy, responsibility is a game, as hypocritical roles define the anticipation of competition.
Persistent grandiosity of sinful metaphors, parables, principles, and dualities corrupt any ethical code of morality.
Ignorance, as errors of others are accepted, establishes dominance, while presence is taken for granted.
Inexperience makes way for the ease of arrogance and haughtiness.
Ruling delusion reassures madness, as the necessity to judge is mistaken for traits, attributes, and characteristics of personality. ...
#anger
#lies
#satirical
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
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FEAR LIES .
Most of her life she felt like she was an
apology a care label sewed into her clothes . I’m not worth a dime and I’m a waste of space and valuable
time .She’s an invisible thread with a needle in her head and how she wanted to embroider her life with art to create embellishment’s of tenderness in various yarns to layer piece by piece and cover every stitch of raw brutal neglect and anticipation of fear creeping every so slowly near with a sickening feeling of her heart beating out of her chest the fight or flight crushing her breath. A back cross stitch of lack of security and...
apology a care label sewed into her clothes . I’m not worth a dime and I’m a waste of space and valuable
time .She’s an invisible thread with a needle in her head and how she wanted to embroider her life with art to create embellishment’s of tenderness in various yarns to layer piece by piece and cover every stitch of raw brutal neglect and anticipation of fear creeping every so slowly near with a sickening feeling of her heart beating out of her chest the fight or flight crushing her breath. A back cross stitch of lack of security and...
#sadness
#childhood
#escape
#DomesticViolence
#manipulation
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Of queens and pawns
She tried to turn it into a game,
making it even more hurtful
when even my 7 year old self
understood enough
to know better
yet still longed to play, anyway
Eventually it was time
to fully dismantle,
taking whatever little hands could carry;
it sparked flashbacks—
reminding
how the four of us
had dreamily done this...all
before
Been made to throw away
or told to leave our favorite things behind; ...
making it even more hurtful
when even my 7 year old self
understood enough
to know better
yet still longed to play, anyway
Eventually it was time
to fully dismantle,
taking whatever little hands could carry;
it sparked flashbacks—
reminding
how the four of us
had dreamily done this...all
before
Been made to throw away
or told to leave our favorite things behind; ...
#father
#childhood
#abuse
#manipulation
#TruthOfLife
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Swindler King
Mystify
the wisdom
of the night
My sight,
weathered
yet full of light
Dispense the stark
entitled pity
Granted from creations
proud and witty
Avail the dance
The disburdened cloak
The blissful ires
That jesters spoke
The fiddle’s trance
The measured coo
The fallacious mask
That lets us through
Indolent charms
sullied bones
Persuaded context
muted tones
Abreast of rue
Decay of the mild
Broken salutations
Regrettably wild ...
the wisdom
of the night
My sight,
weathered
yet full of light
Dispense the stark
entitled pity
Granted from creations
proud and witty
Avail the dance
The disburdened cloak
The blissful ires
That jesters spoke
The fiddle’s trance
The measured coo
The fallacious mask
That lets us through
Indolent charms
sullied bones
Persuaded context
muted tones
Abreast of rue
Decay of the mild
Broken salutations
Regrettably wild ...
#manipulation
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Doesn't make sense
You can't move.
But you feel everything.
That doesn't make any sense.
Manage your airway,and support your own vital signs.
Your level of consciousness, is low.
© CandyFlossMonet. April 2023
But you feel everything.
That doesn't make any sense.
Manage your airway,and support your own vital signs.
Your level of consciousness, is low.
© CandyFlossMonet. April 2023
#conflict
#secrets
#lies
#manipulation
#deception
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Tempest
Salutations
from
a
world
controlled
by fear
Time to adjust
the tempest
before
docility
disappears
I misuse
the
guidelines
for more
experimental views
I’m the one
who begs
for
freedom
while the rest
are
being used
While they’re subservient,
malevolent,
obsessed
with
faded time,
the
establishment
Is committing
the most
reprehensible ...
from
a
world
controlled
by fear
Time to adjust
the tempest
before
docility
disappears
I misuse
the
guidelines
for more
experimental views
I’m the one
who begs
for
freedom
while the rest
are
being used
While they’re subservient,
malevolent,
obsessed
with
faded time,
the
establishment
Is committing
the most
reprehensible ...
#manipulation
#deception
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Tombstone
You turned my dreams into fallacies,
scattered them to a wind
that couldn't care less about me.
You nailed my words to a cross
of silence, watched as I rusted
in a rain only the lonely see.
Now, you want to speak,
even though there's nothing
under the mask, nothing but a void
that gorges on love and compassion,
the bones of which you spat out
like bullets against a butterfly,
bones which have become
my shrine, my light, my strenght.
I'm not sorry you stand alone
in the black-throated...
scattered them to a wind
that couldn't care less about me.
You nailed my words to a cross
of silence, watched as I rusted
in a rain only the lonely see.
Now, you want to speak,
even though there's nothing
under the mask, nothing but a void
that gorges on love and compassion,
the bones of which you spat out
like bullets against a butterfly,
bones which have become
my shrine, my light, my strenght.
I'm not sorry you stand alone
in the black-throated...
#sadness
#anger
#betrayal
#manipulation
#deception
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Casualties of Avarice
Fragments of contempt
Undulating as reverence
Defining our lives
O’ recreant parlour
Where the echelon secures their tenure
Lining their pockets
Succinct rapacity
Seething is the blood of innocence
stomping unto war
Laughing are the ancients
Leading our young to the slaughter
The callow
fixate
on the falsehoods
spewed by the liars
The misguided align
Consuming the lines
Absorbing their crimes
And when the dust settles
We are left
with nothing but ...
Undulating as reverence
Defining our lives
O’ recreant parlour
Where the echelon secures their tenure
Lining their pockets
Succinct rapacity
Seething is the blood of innocence
stomping unto war
Laughing are the ancients
Leading our young to the slaughter
The callow
fixate
on the falsehoods
spewed by the liars
The misguided align
Consuming the lines
Absorbing their crimes
And when the dust settles
We are left
with nothing but ...
#conflict
#betrayal
#greed
#revenge
#manipulation
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Repellent tidings
Nebulous vines
conspiring for the times
thorns splayed
in
vested
stillness
Lacerating the lives we render flawless
Motives lurking in the mire
trudging through lost desire
The fire we once tended
a
soothing
narration
of grit
Now lost to the new millennia
We’ve become the ashes of newfound perils
in barrels
of
mixed messages
Unsteady design
Engendered misalign
They comply
Blindly
They elevate these sacred treasures
that measure
their depth of...
conspiring for the times
thorns splayed
in
vested
stillness
Lacerating the lives we render flawless
Motives lurking in the mire
trudging through lost desire
The fire we once tended
a
soothing
narration
of grit
Now lost to the new millennia
We’ve become the ashes of newfound perils
in barrels
of
mixed messages
Unsteady design
Engendered misalign
They comply
Blindly
They elevate these sacred treasures
that measure
their depth of...
#frustration
#confusion
#manipulation #deception
#manipulation #deception
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2nd class/1st class Stamp.
Though the writing was unintelligible.
It's smell,was discernible.
Heavy,"Old Spice" fume,consumed the patches of grease noticeable on the envelope,where my name and address identifying me,pleased me.
This fat cat used a 2nd class,rather than 1st class,stamp.
Typical!
A spiteful,wrathful Valentine's card,it posted to me.
A card,I didn't have too look hard,to see,who it was from.
Could it's behaviour towards me be my fault?
Did I lead it on?
I found it increasingly difficult to circumvent it's dishonesty,believe me.
...
It's smell,was discernible.
Heavy,"Old Spice" fume,consumed the patches of grease noticeable on the envelope,where my name and address identifying me,pleased me.
This fat cat used a 2nd class,rather than 1st class,stamp.
Typical!
A spiteful,wrathful Valentine's card,it posted to me.
A card,I didn't have too look hard,to see,who it was from.
Could it's behaviour towards me be my fault?
Did I lead it on?
I found it increasingly difficult to circumvent it's dishonesty,believe me.
...
#conflict
#secrets
#IMissYou
#bittersweet
#manipulation
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Envisage
Pining for a shadow
To fit the shape
Place it upon a stable surface
Able to withstand
As you crush its means of existence
Desperate to control
Searching for a clue
A key to fit this door
The missing piece to this puzzle
Just to burn the evidence
Break the key inside the lock
Tear the piece into nothing
No one escapes
No one can leave
Everything burns
Ashes consume
Suffocating
Collect upon misery
Shelf it for the children
Pathetic trophies
Collecting the dust
And aging...
To fit the shape
Place it upon a stable surface
Able to withstand
As you crush its means of existence
Desperate to control
Searching for a clue
A key to fit this door
The missing piece to this puzzle
Just to burn the evidence
Break the key inside the lock
Tear the piece into nothing
No one escapes
No one can leave
Everything burns
Ashes consume
Suffocating
Collect upon misery
Shelf it for the children
Pathetic trophies
Collecting the dust
And aging...
#MentalHealth
#manipulation
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DU Poetry : Poems About Manipulation Seeking Friendly Advice