Poems About Manipulation Seeking Honest Critique
#manipulation
Poems about manipulation seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
6th Jul 2024 4:47am
6th Jul 2024 4:47am
WHERE IS IT WRITTEN
✍️ WOMAN TO MAN AND MAN TO WOMAN. 👁️👁️
Due to the way you felt and feel absolutely about your life and dreams. 💞 For where is it written in blood and stones, that I have to be mentally and emotionally and physically and spiritually. TO be abuse by someone who is suppose to have real love, in his and her heart for really only me 😞 YET it was all a lie yet I still saw through, my own eyes. 👁️👁️ THROUGH the process that some people's, are just naturally creatures of habits, with...
Due to the way you felt and feel absolutely about your life and dreams. 💞 For where is it written in blood and stones, that I have to be mentally and emotionally and physically and spiritually. TO be abuse by someone who is suppose to have real love, in his and her heart for really only me 😞 YET it was all a lie yet I still saw through, my own eyes. 👁️👁️ THROUGH the process that some people's, are just naturally creatures of habits, with...
#betrayal
#lies
#manipulation
#regret
#TimeHeals
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WormBoy_1986
Poem Published
27th Jun 2024 10:47am
27th Jun 2024 10:47am
Untitled
A fractured light, but I can see
Where your secrets have fucked the fabric
Punish the youth, with child abuse
Conserving what? you aren't the savior
Evangelical tyrant, your blood is cum
Impregnating the whore of Babylon.
You build our cities
With painted paper
On the blood of the prepubescent
Raped, then cleaned
Placed in the window like nothings wrong
The smoking gun is in our faces, yet we turn and pray.
When the cold death falls
Upon your skyscrapers and shopping malls
The sky will spring a leak
And...
Where your secrets have fucked the fabric
Punish the youth, with child abuse
Conserving what? you aren't the savior
Evangelical tyrant, your blood is cum
Impregnating the whore of Babylon.
You build our cities
With painted paper
On the blood of the prepubescent
Raped, then cleaned
Placed in the window like nothings wrong
The smoking gun is in our faces, yet we turn and pray.
When the cold death falls
Upon your skyscrapers and shopping malls
The sky will spring a leak
And...
#death
#greed
#lies
#manipulation
#suffering
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Betty
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 11:16pm
26th Jun 2024 11:16pm
Review and remediation
I closed the thesis
I’d been peer reviewing
stood and stretched
and got a cup of
coffee before I
sat down to
meatier work
I put on reading
glasses
The type with the
blue filter coating
so I wouldn’t get
a headache from
complicated
reading
They make me look like
a sexy librarian
when I put my hair in a bun
But my hair is down as
I analyze the work I
failed to analyze
correctly,
and my
entire exigence
is skewed while ...
I’d been peer reviewing
stood and stretched
and got a cup of
coffee before I
sat down to
meatier work
I put on reading
glasses
The type with the
blue filter coating
so I wouldn’t get
a headache from
complicated
reading
They make me look like
a sexy librarian
when I put my hair in a bun
But my hair is down as
I analyze the work I
failed to analyze
correctly,
and my
entire exigence
is skewed while ...
#betrayal
#lies
#manipulation
310 reads
12 Comments
Officialkn9ne
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 10:36pm
26th Jun 2024 10:36pm
Time Wasted
I dodged a bullet
Even though it hurts
I know it’s gon’ get worse
Slipped so low
You got to know your worth
No matter where you go
Feel so lonely and cold
I had to open up my heart, just for it to grow
Lost my uncle when I was eight
I ain’t been the same since
Heart so cold, I don’t know where to begin
I had to look within, never losing my passion again
Pain struck deep, made me the person I am
Said we’re better off as friends
But I can’t do that again
I respect you
I don’t hate you
But my heart has to...
Even though it hurts
I know it’s gon’ get worse
Slipped so low
You got to know your worth
No matter where you go
Feel so lonely and cold
I had to open up my heart, just for it to grow
Lost my uncle when I was eight
I ain’t been the same since
Heart so cold, I don’t know where to begin
I had to look within, never losing my passion again
Pain struck deep, made me the person I am
Said we’re better off as friends
But I can’t do that again
I respect you
I don’t hate you
But my heart has to...
#forgiveness
#honesty
#manipulation
#MovingOn
#TimeHeals
273 reads
2 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 3:29am
25th Jun 2024 3:29am
crux decussata
#anger
#betrayal
#dark
#hate
#manipulation
192 reads
13 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 2:29am
24th Jun 2024 2:29am
Frogger
The white work van
passed so close
its wind picked
my hair from my shoulders
my wild eyes
sought you out
on the other side
of 10 rush-hour lanes
of interstate highway
my palms were slimy
from sweat washing
off my hand cream
and my stomach
creaked
I gasped,
but I didn’t step back
when the next car
blared its horn
loud enough to
echo in my ears
instead I stepped
forward
...
passed so close
its wind picked
my hair from my shoulders
my wild eyes
sought you out
on the other side
of 10 rush-hour lanes
of interstate highway
my palms were slimy
from sweat washing
off my hand cream
and my stomach
creaked
I gasped,
but I didn’t step back
when the next car
blared its horn
loud enough to
echo in my ears
instead I stepped
forward
...
#anger
#betrayal
#hypocrisy #manipulation
#hypocrisy #manipulation
279 reads
25 Comments
QuietusQuill
Poem Published
17th Jun 2024 11:06am
17th Jun 2024 11:06am
Eppure Drena
we could have
snuggled silence
in the inverted bosom
of a embroidered whirlwind
where a tilt-a-whisper endgame
mainlines beheaded attrition
into those
scarred and brocaded
nights,
christening a hodgepodge
of
detached days,
and I bled my church
into the textured Hades of you
as our purgatory arose
from trickle stitched homicides
while pearled wraiths
hug the high crimes
on the clavicles ...
snuggled silence
in the inverted bosom
of a embroidered whirlwind
where a tilt-a-whisper endgame
mainlines beheaded attrition
into those
scarred and brocaded
nights,
christening a hodgepodge
of
detached days,
and I bled my church
into the textured Hades of you
as our purgatory arose
from trickle stitched homicides
while pearled wraiths
hug the high crimes
on the clavicles ...
#death
#escape
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#misunderstood
153 reads
3 Comments
DampKitten
Poem Published
15th Jun 2024 10:39pm
15th Jun 2024 10:39pm
Interview with Deception
see me...
I lie in the fog,
calamitous breath
of maritime maidens
singing ships to their death.
My village looks out from the cliffs
where the sea
blots the light of the sun
with its grey canopy.
The lost souls of children
dismissed in despair
envelop my dwelling
as mist in the air.
My garden remembers
a kiss by the gate,
a handful of silver,
a fisherman's fate.
Ghosts amble through halls
bearing semblance to men
who gambled for garments,
interpreting sin....
I lie in the fog,
calamitous breath
of maritime maidens
singing ships to their death.
My village looks out from the cliffs
where the sea
blots the light of the sun
with its grey canopy.
The lost souls of children
dismissed in despair
envelop my dwelling
as mist in the air.
My garden remembers
a kiss by the gate,
a handful of silver,
a fisherman's fate.
Ghosts amble through halls
bearing semblance to men
who gambled for garments,
interpreting sin....
#devil
#God
#lies
#manipulation
#mermaids
462 reads
29 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 4:01am
14th Jun 2024 4:01am
spiritual controversies
The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of
comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge
and controversy.”―Martin Luther King, Jr.
[the dragon]
he warps wilful wastes
into woebegone wants; by
his cunning, he steals all my joy;
my troubles he hastes;
night and daytime he tries my
confidence―his shackles annoy.
he promises gain
if i fall down and worship
the beast in the place of the Lamb;
he brings only pain,
in his blasphemous “lordship,”
to those...
comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge
and controversy.”―Martin Luther King, Jr.
[the dragon]
he warps wilful wastes
into woebegone wants; by
his cunning, he steals all my joy;
my troubles he hastes;
night and daytime he tries my
confidence―his shackles annoy.
he promises gain
if i fall down and worship
the beast in the place of the Lamb;
he brings only pain,
in his blasphemous “lordship,”
to those...
#LifeStruggles
#manipulation
#morality #spiritual
#morality #spiritual
130 reads
2 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
11th Jun 2024 1:08pm
11th Jun 2024 1:08pm
Chatterbox
Oh dear
I’ve asked too many questions
I always seem to forget
When a sentence should end
I see why
You’re tired of me
You stare at me
I ask again
You ask if I’m manic
You close the fridge door
You’ve been holding the handle
So hard your knuckles are white
I say I’m not
You turn your head
Looking into the dark dining room
I see now the conversation was over
But I ask again
Because I can’t seem to remember
When a sentence should end
You let out a cry
It’s deranged and pained ...
I’ve asked too many questions
I always seem to forget
When a sentence should end
I see why
You’re tired of me
You stare at me
I ask again
You ask if I’m manic
You close the fridge door
You’ve been holding the handle
So hard your knuckles are white
I say I’m not
You turn your head
Looking into the dark dining room
I see now the conversation was over
But I ask again
Because I can’t seem to remember
When a sentence should end
You let out a cry
It’s deranged and pained ...
#bullying
#frustration
#manipulation
#mother
#shame
249 reads
4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
10th Jun 2024 00:25am
10th Jun 2024 00:25am
2 kisses
Betrayal is a two-edged sword shielded by known friends
and wielded by unknown enemies.”―cab
the kiss of death
the kiss of life
one fouls the breath
one balms the strife
for judas kissed His face
but mary kissed His feet
a traitor’s bold disgrace
a waiter’s priceless treat
proud evil looked Him in the eyes
and paved the way for His demise
humility esteemed the King
whose brokenness new life would bring
© Copyright 2024 June 07
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
and wielded by unknown enemies.”―cab
the kiss of death
the kiss of life
one fouls the breath
one balms the strife
for judas kissed His face
but mary kissed His feet
a traitor’s bold disgrace
a waiter’s priceless treat
proud evil looked Him in the eyes
and paved the way for His demise
humility esteemed the King
whose brokenness new life would bring
© Copyright 2024 June 07
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#betrayal
#deception
#manipulation #secrets
#manipulation #secrets
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QuietusQuill
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 5:05pm
9th Jun 2024 5:05pm
224 degrees of Lysergic Laments
Round the square
in the suns
necrotic sanctuary
carving knotting contusions
in the larynx of gravity;
and from my doorstep,
I extend my hand
into your glaring lunette
where barren burdens
singe your horizon,
and detonates a
hermaphroditic embolism
coronating a cyclopean eunuch
who wields a rapier
of pneumonic virtuosity
as charcoal roses
siphon simooms
in the kiss of a
parched dawn
beyond the rift
i float on this writ
into the...
in the suns
necrotic sanctuary
carving knotting contusions
in the larynx of gravity;
and from my doorstep,
I extend my hand
into your glaring lunette
where barren burdens
singe your horizon,
and detonates a
hermaphroditic embolism
coronating a cyclopean eunuch
who wields a rapier
of pneumonic virtuosity
as charcoal roses
siphon simooms
in the kiss of a
parched dawn
beyond the rift
i float on this writ
into the...
#anger
#dark
#despair
#grief
#manipulation
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