Poems About Manipulation by Top Critiquers
#manipulation
Poems about manipulation by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th May 2022 7:46pm
9th May 2022 7:46pm
Hypocritical Abyss
She always argues that she’s right
Even if she’s wrong she’ll never agree
She’ll bicker even if it takes all night
Her view is the only that matters
And the only one she sees
She’ll scream to get her point across
Louder and louder until she’s heard
It just might explain the hearing loss
Unable to hear or understand
Someone else's word
She lacks a sense of true compassion
The apathy makes her turns a blind eye
Living life in a such a closed off fashion
And anything outside the circle
Will be seen as a lie
...
Even if she’s wrong she’ll never agree
She’ll bicker even if it takes all night
Her view is the only that matters
And the only one she sees
She’ll scream to get her point across
Louder and louder until she’s heard
It just might explain the hearing loss
Unable to hear or understand
Someone else's word
She lacks a sense of true compassion
The apathy makes her turns a blind eye
Living life in a such a closed off fashion
And anything outside the circle
Will be seen as a lie
...
#kindness
#manipulation
#deception
444 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
27th Jun 2024 11:31pm
27th Jun 2024 11:31pm
Daddy's Little Girl
#abuse
#betrayal
#love #manipulation
#love #manipulation
148 reads
9 Comments
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
143 reads
0 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
29th Aug 2022 1:00am
29th Aug 2022 1:00am
It's dark under the bridge.
I will meet you at the pillars.
The crowd will disappear.
Does not matter...
I only see your torch.
Burning for me.
A beacon that cannot be ignored.
Separate journeys often lead to the same place.
Father time offering a shaky foundation.
The steps are scary...
They creak and break.
The climb is hard, the fall is worse.
You will never make it with armor.
The weight is to much to bear.
Changing into a skirt and heels.
Also too much to bear sometimes.
But even Father time notices.
He told me to change. ...
The crowd will disappear.
Does not matter...
I only see your torch.
Burning for me.
A beacon that cannot be ignored.
Separate journeys often lead to the same place.
Father time offering a shaky foundation.
The steps are scary...
They creak and break.
The climb is hard, the fall is worse.
You will never make it with armor.
The weight is to much to bear.
Changing into a skirt and heels.
Also too much to bear sometimes.
But even Father time notices.
He told me to change. ...
#LifeStruggles
#ThrillSeeking
#dark
#suffering
#manipulation
897 reads
41 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 10:06pm
15th Apr 2024 10:06pm
Today
Oh what drab, colorless roils drape the sky
As the sky, ashen, grey faced the sun
Clouds billowing
Spread out as tho' to compass all
The sun, the moon, and stars do hide
Those lamps of heavens reaffirming light
Tho' not darkest all -
Not as dark as familiar men's souls
Now conspiracy and conceit do creep
As knavery, treachery, like the worm doth crawl
Burrowing archly in soft rot
Not as men who on stout legs stand
Thin voices hiss the birthing of death
So discourse this discordant band
Full of hubris and cold...
As the sky, ashen, grey faced the sun
Clouds billowing
Spread out as tho' to compass all
The sun, the moon, and stars do hide
Those lamps of heavens reaffirming light
Tho' not darkest all -
Not as dark as familiar men's souls
Now conspiracy and conceit do creep
As knavery, treachery, like the worm doth crawl
Burrowing archly in soft rot
Not as men who on stout legs stand
Thin voices hiss the birthing of death
So discourse this discordant band
Full of hubris and cold...
#men
#betrayal
#manipulation #deception
#manipulation #deception
185 reads
2 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
20th Feb 2024 1:47pm
20th Feb 2024 1:47pm
everything can become anything
when our culture can
manipulate us into not
believing the facts
of our 5 senses
that is when our minds
will become senseless
manipulate us into not
believing the facts
of our 5 senses
that is when our minds
will become senseless
#humankind
#culture
#manipulation
155 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 6:40pm
27th Jan 2023 6:40pm
You Reap What Your Sow, My Love
MANHATTAN UPPER EAST SIDE
740 Park Avenue
Manhattan, New York
Tristano’s Penthouse
Tristano sat at his dining room table. He was blasé from the daily ritual of surviving, and he detested himself for still craving the touch of Artesia’s hands on his body, to hear the passion in her voice when she speaks, and the feel of her tight pussy gloving his dick.
The yearning to locate her was driving him mentally insane.
His cell phone rang.
Tristano lifted his cell phone, slid it open, and placed it up to his ear. ...
740 Park Avenue
Manhattan, New York
Tristano’s Penthouse
Tristano sat at his dining room table. He was blasé from the daily ritual of surviving, and he detested himself for still craving the touch of Artesia’s hands on his body, to hear the passion in her voice when she speaks, and the feel of her tight pussy gloving his dick.
The yearning to locate her was driving him mentally insane.
His cell phone rang.
Tristano lifted his cell phone, slid it open, and placed it up to his ear. ...
#lust
#lover
#manipulation
#deception
#seductive
688 reads
5 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 7:58am
20th Jan 2025 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
112 reads
5 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 12:33pm
4th Nov 2024 12:33pm
Hit Your Head In The Wall
Hit Your Head In The Wall
some reality, really ironic
the truth is left on the brink
shadows and twilights emerge
there's only vanity to summarize
poetry praising ego and libido
inked whims melt in the alter ego
they only smell of dirty stench
an empty soul will never quench
self centered attention stressed
the hopes for escaping repressed
introvert, shut in from reality
opposed symptoms of a double personality
insomnia and hallucinating senses
reflect a morbid state of trance
the soul fights a...
some reality, really ironic
the truth is left on the brink
shadows and twilights emerge
there's only vanity to summarize
poetry praising ego and libido
inked whims melt in the alter ego
they only smell of dirty stench
an empty soul will never quench
self centered attention stressed
the hopes for escaping repressed
introvert, shut in from reality
opposed symptoms of a double personality
insomnia and hallucinating senses
reflect a morbid state of trance
the soul fights a...
#dark
#hypocrisy
#lies #manipulation
#lies #manipulation
123 reads
4 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 5:44pm
13th Apr 2024 5:44pm
Welcome to the Party Chapter 20
#lust
#dreams
#passion #manipulation
#passion #manipulation
126 reads
4 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
11th Feb 2021 3:50am
11th Feb 2021 3:50am
Tears from stone
I don't believe
I ever held any power
to hurt you.
That never stopped me trying.
Searching for your weaker seams,
telling you secrets that prove I don't care,
moving on and doing all I've done.
Yes, I meant to make you cry.
Parched
greedy
thirsty for those tears.
I'll never have to regret
causing your nightfall;
since you are dry and
immovable as stone,
it's simply
impossible.
I ever held any power
to hurt you.
That never stopped me trying.
Searching for your weaker seams,
telling you secrets that prove I don't care,
moving on and doing all I've done.
Yes, I meant to make you cry.
Parched
greedy
thirsty for those tears.
I'll never have to regret
causing your nightfall;
since you are dry and
immovable as stone,
it's simply
impossible.
#dark
#lies
#UnrequitedLove #manipulation
#UnrequitedLove #manipulation
526 reads
14 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 7:54pm
28th Oct 2024 7:54pm
The Marionette and the Puppeteer
Having fun on his own, the puppeteer wanted any toy to pass the time with—a plaything for his lecherous mind. There, he noticed the puppet sleeping soundly in the same room—the perfect doll, he thought.
At first, it began with stolen glances and grazes across her figure. Then, when the lights were turned off and everyone was asleep, his show started, and his costume was on, designed to do tricks for her—tricks she had never felt before, and neither did she want to feel.
Paralyzed, lying like a corpse as he fastened the strings around her wrists, joints, and limbs, she...
At first, it began with stolen glances and grazes across her figure. Then, when the lights were turned off and everyone was asleep, his show started, and his costume was on, designed to do tricks for her—tricks she had never felt before, and neither did she want to feel.
Paralyzed, lying like a corpse as he fastened the strings around her wrists, joints, and limbs, she...
#dark
#manipulation
#suffering
#suicide
#violence
146 reads
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