Just For You Poetry

His Words are cheap, of tin (not gold)
Or plastic, scarred...replete with mold.
I hear their sound like buzzing fly.
I listen not, because they lie.

His Words are cheap. They sound humane,
But drip with scorn and leave a stain.
They taste of bitter, rancid gall.
I'm tempted not by one...at all.

I know this much, his words are cheap.
You'll find them in the rubbish heap.
They rot out quickly on the vine
And never stand the test the time.

His words are cheap. They fall apart.
Leave shards like glass that pierce the heart.
They glitter sweet with hidden sin.
They knock, but I won't let them in.

His words are cheap. That much is true.
Don't let them make a fool of you.
I say once more, his words are cheap.
He's just a rotten, low-down creep.

i think we all experience at least one person in our lives like this Cindy, false people who make false promises for their own gain.

i have really enjoyed the rhythm in which you are written this and the repetition of the title words which has emphasized the whole
meaning of the poem. Lovely rhyming and a wonderful poem

Thank you, Stella.

Wow! This is brilliantly crafted in iambic tetrameter and rhyming couplets and as Stella comments the repetition of the title words' adds to it even more. I sense the anger and writing is a great way to get across the message! One of the best poems I have read in a long time Cindy!

Wow so much truth in your words and expressed in perfect unuson it certainly hits home, an excellent write love the sting

Thank you so much, Karin and Adette for your kind comments. Greatly appreciated.

Well structured and expressed. I agree with previous comments about the appropriate use of repetition to emphasise the key concept in this excellent poem. Very well done indeed and oh so true of some men!!

Thank you, Ken.