Poems about Betrayal – 10 Poems to Help You When People Fail You

Poems about Betrayal if read with care will make you uderstand betrayals and how to del with it.

You might have been certain that you were on the same wavelength and that you understood each other.

For the time being, you have been walking on similar and finally divergent tracks the whole time. The moods of betrayal and hurt may take many years to patch up. You should read these poems.

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1. Title: “Betrayed”

Dream not of love in fanciful guise,
Reality may bring love’s own surprise.
For I dreamt, and my heart fell apart,
My false lover played a deceiving part.

Love, like flowers, in youth is sweet,
Yet, a bud’s promise is often fleet.
She who loves a handsome face,
Needs wit to match, not mere embrace.

In a bush, I sought the sweetest rose,
Pricked my finger, love’s irony chose.
The stone I cast sank in the sea,
My heart sank too, when love left me.

The sun set early, a premature gloom,
My false lover bid farewell too soon.
A lily I plucked, withered in my hold,
Much like joy in love’s cruel unfold.

2. Title: “Faith”

Better trust all and be deceived,
And weep for trust, though pain is conceived.
Than doubt a heart that, if believed,
Could bless one’s life with true believing.

In this world, so mocking and fast,
The doubting fiend overtakes youth’s cast.
Better be cheated to the last,
Than lose the hope of truth, steadfast.

For trusting hearts, though they may grieve,
In deception’s wake, hope they retrieve.
Doubt may cast a shadow, a thief,
Yet trust’s embrace brings joy, relief.

In the dance of trust and deceiving,
Embrace the risk, the heart’s believing.
Weep for loss, but with hope retrieving,
For in trust’s journey, life’s worth achieving.

3. Title: “Have You?”

Have You ever loved someone
But knew they didn’t care?
Have You ever felt like crying
But Knew you’d get no where?

Have you ever looked into their eyes
And said a little prayer?
Have you ever looked into their hearts
And wished that you were there?

So do not fall in love, my friend,
It doesn’t pay a dime.
It only causes broken hearts,
Yet it happens all the time.

So do not fall in love, my friend,
You’ll hurt before it’s through.
I ought to know, my friend
I fell in love with you.

4. Title: “Memoir of a Mistress”

Centuries of sundown mourned,
yet Manoah’s loss was still a victory
for his tribe, set apart for light
from the impure warmth of unredeemed.

Upon his tongue lied the sweetest lie,
which tied her liberty to kiss and tell
the innocence that once conceived by
his younger days of abstinence.

The world, pierced her on the vineyard’s earth
where past spat his royal blood,
that slowly turned into enticing green
once blown soft whispers upon in dawn.

Thou shall not blame her for Zorah’s grief,
if his bones were crushed to a soiled carcass.
Caresses laid him to the depth of slumber
but her sinful hands did not cut his braids.

5. Title: “The Shadow Rose”

Upon my garden path, a Noisette sways,
Casting a shadow in the sun’s soft blaze.
If I pluck it while strolling by,
The shadow departs, with the rose, oh my!

Close enough to my heart, you stood,
Casting a shadow, yet was it good?
For in his grasp, you were borne away,
Leaving your lingering shadow to play.

In the dance of light and the bloom’s embrace,
The shadow lingers, a memory to trace.
A Noisette plucked, a heart entwined,
A shadow left, in the garden enshrined.

So, on my path where roses bloom,
Shadows linger, a tale of love’s perfume.
A Noisette’s journey, a shadow’s waltz,
In the garden’s echo, love exalts.

6. Title: “We Were Not Meant to Be”

I remember times when you held my hand
But i knew that you didn’t understand
My feeling could not reach you
I did not know what to do

When you whispered to me
You saw everything that i could not see
I felt so happy that i could die
I only thought that you did not lie

But then i knew that you’re a loser
Everything you did, not made me feel better
You loved another woman
It did not make you look like those men

Real men will only love their girlfriends
Not having an affair with one of their friends
Right now I can see
That you and I were not meant to be

7. Title: “The Kiss”

I wished for love, and he bestowed,
His kiss upon my lips, love showed.
Yet, like a stricken bird, I find,
I cannot reach the south, love confined.

Though I know his love is true,
Tonight, my heart wears a somber hue.
His kiss, not as wondrous as it may seem,
Falls short of the dreams I held in dream.

In the echoes of affection, I find,
A bittersweet ache, the heart’s design.
His love, a beacon, yet shadows cast,
In the labyrinth of dreams, memories vast.

But love persists, a steady flame,
In the intricacies of the heart’s own game.
For in his kiss, a truth unfolds,
Love’s story, in the heart it holds.

8. Title: “May”

The wind dances with the lilacs,
New leaves giggle in the sun’s tracks.
Petals cascade on the orchard wall,
Yet, for me, spring’s enchantment falls.

Beneath the apple blossoms’ sway,
I tread a wintry path today.
Love, once bright in April’s play,
In May, reveals a false display.

The laughter of leaves, a sunlit jest,
Belies the truth in my love’s quest.
Spring’s promises now slowly fade,
In the orchard’s shade, love betrayed.

The apple blossoms, once so fair,
Now whisper tales of love’s despair.
April’s smile, now lost in May,
A wintry chill in love’s array.

9. Title: “To a Portrait”

A pensive photo on the shelf,
A specter of old love, and a part
Ghost of who I once was, myself,
Frozen in the frame, a captured heart.

Those tender eyes, in waiting, stare,
Love me still, the gaze sincere,
A home of memories, laden with care,
Her eyes, the echoes of yesteryear.

Ghost of love, with grievances entwined,
Return, let healing be divined.
Though pains of loves, now lost, unwind,
Bring back the echoes, intertwined.

Forget not, but forgive, I plea,
Yet, alas, too late for she and me.
Two ghosts with chances to live, set free,
Yet lost, entwined in destiny.

10. Title: “Betrayal”

Trust, a rare gift from souls untold,
How can I rewrap what was once held?
The paper, fragile, with tears unfolds,
Revealing holes, a story of old.

Regifting trust is not a task so free,
Once earned, if abused, it cannot be.
The novelty fades, resigns to history,
Distrust alone now hinders me.

But what sparked this transformation?
What was lost, regifted, a privation?
A privilege easily lifted, a deviation,
Defines the devil, what revelation?

Betrayal, born from a deceptive guise,
To hide a wrongful act, bury lies.
Breaking the soulful pact, it defies,
The rare gift of trust, now awry.

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