Dishonesty

It delves into my own experience with dishonest people. The even numbered stanzas make up this short narrative of a previous experience with a dishonest person whom I no longer associate with.

People live their lives and mind their business,
Yet one thing do they do that sparks my ire.
It pains me when people turn out to be dishonest,
For being untruthful is not a gem desired.

I see you pacing in, coming close, to me
Striding with utter confidence and devious glee.
Little do you know of what is it I know,
That you're just a coy facade, a sham, a show.

It really grinds my gears whenever I hear lies,
Burning me mad with shock, pain, and distrust.
With that have I realized something profound and wise,
To bear not the falseness of those who rust.

As you utter your words that're quite peculiar,
You prove to me again that you're an inveterate liar.
Please stop it with your deceitful, shameless, ploys;
I am a person, a human being; not one of your toys.

What hurts me the most is what I witness often,
To think you have the assured reliance of your peers.
Albeit in the end am I left all alone and broken,
With them becoming yet another of my deepest fears.

Author's Note

I originally intended on adding a 6th, final, stanza to add to the narrative portion of the poem which are the even numbered stanzas but at the time of the poem's conception, my mind lost steam. I might add the extra stanza anytime later but for now, the poem is alright in my eyes.

Reviews

[Maia]

I like this because it's true. When I meet people I hope that they will be truthful with me and it's disheartening to find out that they were being dishonest. But there's always hope. Great job. 😊