Sonnet 151: Love Is Too Young To Know What Conscience Is

Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss, Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove. For thou betraying me, I do betray My nobler part to my gross body's treason; My soul doth tell my body that he may Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason, But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,

Your Time's Comin'

I knew that she belonged to someone else at the time, But lonesome-lookin' women are a weakness of mine; And so I bought that stuff about the love he never gave her, And I figured I would love her some, and do us both a favor. But just when I got up to leave, he walked in the door And I guess I thought he'd be surprised. He looked at me as if to say, 'I've been here before' And he offered me this word to the wise: cho; You know she's a cheater, son

Politician

Can you make and figure it out? Who it can be and probably what about? Round face, clumsy body with belly out We can easily think and make it out “What is secret of your being in field? Is it money, fame or power to yield? ” I parried question to a well-known leader Who was considered to be a well known cheater

Sonnet Cli

Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss, Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove: For, thou betraying me, I do betray My nobler part to my gross body's treason; My soul doth tell my body that he may Triumph in love; flesh stays no father reason; But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,

The Dark Lady Sonnets (127 - 154)

CXXVII In the old age black was not counted fair, Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name; But now is black beauty's successive heir, And beauty slandered with a bastard shame: For since each hand hath put on Nature's power, Fairing the foul with Art's false borrowed face, Sweet beauty hath no name, no holy bower, But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace. Therefore my mistress' eyes are raven black,

I Say Goodbye To My Bad Self

Now, it has been a long time Since we’re together in a rhyme Thinking of how we will use this lime Because together, we are one mime. We lived, acted, and have done wrong doings together, And I thought we could be happy with this forever But these wrong things we’ve done, I want not to remember, Because you’ve made me a cheater and not a good sir.

A Destiny

I. THERE was a lady, who had early wed One whom she saw and lov'd in her bright youth, When life was yet untried--and when he said He, too, lov'd her, he spoke no more than truth; He lov'd as well as baser natures can,-- But a mean heart and soul were in that man. II.

A Cheater Caught

You took off with him Seeking something new Little did you know The things that he would do to you While he was cheating On his girlfreind with you He was cheating on you With someone that you knew

Cheater

Look at me now, I have no more trust You cheated on me horribly, my actions are just I believed in you, with all of my heart You kept with her and tore me apart I waited for you to find out it was wrong You just kept seeing her, and being with her all along I know now you were lying to me most of the time Truth had no answers, not even in rhyme You were starting off on your relationship new Stupid, ignorant me kept right on believing in you

Get You Out Of My Life

Rewrite of the Jodeci song, All My Life I pray I never find another lover As bitter as you Bitter as you

The Alchemist

The sickness hot, a master quit, for fear, His house in town, and left one servant there; Ease him corrupted, and gave means to know A Cheater, and his punk; who now brought low, Leaving their narrow practice, were become Cozeners at large; and only wanting some House to set up, with him they here contract, Each for a share, and all begin to act. Much company they draw, and much abuse,

X: And Must I Sing?

And must I sing? what subject shall I chuse? Or whose great name in Poets heaven use? For the more countenance to my active Muse? Hercules? alas his bones are yet sore, With his old earthly labours. T'exact more, Of his dull god-head, were sinne. Ile implore Phoebus? No. tend thy cart still. Envious day Shall not give out, that I have made thee stay,

Slowly Love Kills

You see me with your eyes But know me you don't I might let you see a glimpse But all of me you won't Its not that I'm shy I've just been hurt too much I fell in love with a cheater with every word and touch

Praeludium

And must I sing? What subject shall I choose! Or whose great name in poets' heaven use, For the more countenance to my active muse? Hercules? alas, his bones are yet sore With his old earthly labours t' exact more Of his dull godhead were sin. I'll implore Phoebus. No, tend thy cart still. Envious day Shall not give out that I have made thee stay,

Good Health

Good health bears a good mind good mind bears a good character good character bears a humble person filled with love, peace and passion to rejuvenate an ideal philosohy. Good health means free from disease a person with neutral thought can have only the person is not accused of being cheater opportunist, self centered or malafide

Otho The Great - Act V

SCENE I. A part of the Forest. Enter CONRAD and AURANTHE. Auranthe. Go no further; not a step more; thou art A master-plague in the midst of miseries. Go I fear thee. I tremble every limb, Who never shook before. There's moody death In thy resolved looks Yes, I could kneel To pray thee far away. Conrad, go, go

Wait Not More

No sugar, no honey in the speech of cheater No thorn, no dagger is hidden in the speech of hypocrite But every time general peoples are cheated - why? No peace comes to the paths of waiting No goodness of the earth comes to the paths of hope But often general peoples blame the fate and time -why?

Wife Beater (Limerick)

Why Did I Leave? Motivational Strips

Why did I leave? Motivational strips Saturday,21st March 2020, Why did I leave Motivational strip? as it tried to strip out My personal freedom to express freely for the cause of literature universally in its infant days it held sway

You Act Like Its So Easy, Still

(CONTINUED POEM FORM TO THE ORIGINAL POEM, 'YOU ACT LIKE ITS SO EASY') who says, a 1 night night stand, though its heartbreaking is never as devestating... and is so different from a continuous affair.. must of been some guy, who also placed his mate in this dispair or some idiot who didnt think twice, nor ever cared.... cause every person, whose been here, would agree with the sentiments of any type of cheating, with me whether it was just 1 night of sex, or it lasted for 2 days,3 weeks