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Nobody thought the man could win, that King of Broken Things, but he showed his vulgar mind and gave our demons darker wings. America knew this man was evil just not to which degree,
You think no one tells me, You think I'll never see, You think I don't have a silent plea,
You sit and stare out at the fieldYou shut your eyes and form a shield.Where did you go wrong?The words and insults form a song.You’re such a fake friend!
As if the endless white fields were not good enough,The mist rode in and seeing became tough.What else will god do to make life rough?Maybe he won't send more p
So Rough So Curved Words are When paired with a double-jointed mouth. I bend my words past reflexion Just enough to cause perflexion
She's a demon, she's a spider, Where's the cigarette lighter? A promised kiss, a promised liar, Don't approach; where there is smoke there is fire.
I walk through a dark alley, In this Texas Valley. Its dark stormy night, I walk still and fight for my right To let go of my memories. I now stare forward and I see it ; the evil liar.
Beneath the surface,Beyond the wall I createdThrough the numbers of the matrix,Underneath the false perceptionAnd Misunderstood representation,Misleading calculated frustrations
Wolves in sheep wool.they climb over walls and breach the inner sanctum.infiltration of the darkest depth in your ocean,your seas of troubles are seen and screened.the poor souls don’t even know.
You make me insecure. You lied. You looked me right in the eye and lied to me to save yourself. Because god forbid you ever be held responsible for your actions.
Finally been thinking about all those thoughts in your head and those feelings that wouldn't come out? Sometimes you can't say it out loud,
As I child I would speak No one could hear me Was I talking to loud? Or were their thoughts preoccupied? The day I discovered the power of ink Was the day I discovered the power within me
Fables foam from your mouth
Humans are such liars. We talk about how much we want honesty among us, but then we turn around and lie to the very same people we told that to.
Trying to refine me and define me, But you don't want to test me. I may be as sweet as a rose, But I'm pretty tough on my toes. I know I'm not perfect, But in the end it will be worth it.
She had a twin sister of whom no one knew. She impersonated her through and through. She went to school and lived her life, Bullying everyone, and being bullied with strife.
He smiled cheerlessly, humble pride His hat in hand as he glanced at the sky “I think it’s time we said goodbye.” “So do I,” she lied.