Born with greed’s yellow eyes
they see with malice’s crow pips.
Wearing smiles like grey pries
they smash hearts open with their lips.
Moving in ruse’s blue strides
they break ties with eggshell lies.
Trauma is their aqua dada
biting victims like a black cobra
Drama is their lava mama
clothing them with deception’s coca.
Loon is their maroon festoon
draping their logic with lampoon.
They are friends from a frontal view
hiding behind pretense from reality’s hue.
They feed on envy’s virid weed
and drink from insanity’s sable mead..
Jealousy is their ivory accessory
coloring their days like a cherry.
Destruction is their bloody Mary
keeping their vibes upbeat and merry!
Up close and personal they are red apes
of many shapes flipping like pancakes.
Genre: Sarcastic Ventastic poem written in symbolism about so called friends and two timers.
This poem was inspired by the Lebanese saying: "بالوش مراية وبالقفا صرماية" vocalized as bilwish mrayeh w bil qafa surmayeh... which means they are a pristine mirror in front of you but the back of a slipper behind your back (indication of backstabbing two faced liars)... The red ape is an indication of habitual lying.