Best Give In Poems
You are standing there
Solid
Resolute
Unbending
Unmoved
By my womanly charm
Your eyes look straight ahead
Not taking in my curves
Not noticing the look in my eyes
The sun dancing in my raven hair
The shimmer of my cherry lips
Your hands are in your pockets
Safe
Guarded
Captive
Under your command
Not able to give away
The little tremor I would see
Should they be exposed
I've seen it happen before
When I'm close...
Your whole demeanor
Distant
Disdainful
Displeased
And I smile a slow smile
Knowing
What lies beneath
For I have seen the unguarded looks
Of burning passion
You send my way
When you think I’m not looking
As I walk towards you
I wonder
What horrible experience
Made you this way
Cautious
Guarded
Weak
I walk past you
Almost touching
Making sure I’m close enough
For you to smell the perfume
That has become my signature scent
An extravaganza of
Giddy floral scents
Orange blossom
Jasmine
And honey
ME
The scent of ME
I let it waft over you
And I turn around and watch
As you close your eyes
And breathe it in….deep
Unaware that I am watching you
Unaware that I see your stiff body relax
And lean into the scent
Captivated by your desire
You are trying
So hard
To close yourself up to me
I’m trying
So hard
To make you give in to me
Silently, I walk back up to you
I stand beside you
Quietly, gently
I place my hand on your bare arm
You flinch
As though touched by fire
I look up at you
And smile
An innocent little smile
An inviting smile
I see your eyes take me in
Focusing
Finally focusing on my eyes
Sending a silent message
A plea
To go gently
You are not made of steel
For a moment, I’m lost
And yet…I speak
Brazen
Bold
Beckoning
I know you want me….
That gives me strength
Sensing victory
Within my reach
I move up closer
On my tiptoes
My lips almost touching yours
Almost
And I whisper….
“Don’t be afraid….
I won't hurt you...
Give in…
Give in to me
Give in”…and the rest of my words are devoured
Along with my lips in your kiss
As you crush me up against you
Reserve falls to the flour
A crashing sound
That only I can hear
For it is enhanced by the sound
Of my frenetic heart beat
Pounding against my chest
Ecstasy
Urgency
Victory
VICTORY
“Give in
GIVE IN TO…..ME!”
Eileen Manassian Ghali
The Title of this Poem is the title of one of my favorite songs by the late great Michael Jackson…GIVE IN TO ME!
Remember surrender is something you choose
to stop painful cuts and refrain from bruise,
it's an excuse you use in order to lose,
but if you go again in vain against the grain
you could obtain a gain that gains momentum
and one moment of mounting passion
could amount to you moving mountains,
outing the doubt in yourself
and neglecting the negative that lives
with nothing to give but sabotage gifts
will see fate shift winds
that rescind the s**t stain self opinion you let live on the shelve
and with all that's yours you can endure escape from the jaws of defeat,
do not allow yourself be beat,
feel your heart that still beats,
if it's not still you're able to compete,
just don't start to weep
and be aware you're not weakened
enough yet to see a bleak end.
Why give in when you can begin,
if you didn't win just take it on the chin,
don't ever let it break you down within,
instead of give in, begin, and you can still win.
Villanelle: One or the other has to give in a tug of war
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
If for altruistic reasons you invite the foreigner
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
You cannot make him feel welcome if you bar
His goat his god his concubine from your door
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
Some men cannot move without saddling altar
On their backs even if you protest as a martyr
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
The guest might share your bed with daughter
Though not the status his god reigns superior
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
He could barter his tongue for your own by law
But never the way he prays nor his women’s wear
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
The host not the guest has to give in a tug of war
If he knew the guest had come to stay forever
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
On the dark side of my feelings,
In the black hole of my trust,
What was good enough for others,
was a struggle when I must,
Accept a broken promise,
Or believe a little lie,
I haven’t even started,
And the years have flown by.
It’s a question of religion,
It was easy to forget,
That beyond the modern world,
What you give is what you get.
What you did and what you said,
Will be with you when you’re down,
When it’s faith that has departed
Only darkness will be found.
Please give me back my freedom,
Let my choices be undone,
So many wasted moments,
For the doubting, jealous one.
I colored in the picture,
But from the very start,
The shades of my suspicion,
Got the better of my heart.
There’s a touch of the ironic,
In my endless search for love,
I didn’t want to listen,
What was I thinking of,
On the shoulders of the lonely,
My heavy weight accrues,
Until the final moment,
Give in, give up, I choose.
Walking;
This time there was no choice,
you had started to sing;
To the sound of your voice
I had to keep going;
Why not?
I am starting to feel you;
Even in your earshot
this is what it’s come to;
You’re the prize, a jackpot;
Give in,
allow me to get close;
Go on caress my pen;
I’ll paint you into prose,
start what has never been.
Notoriously nasty..
you can have me
like that
knives
take me back
over lapped
counter act
Serenity
You
want
me
to
strut
let you cut
oh the smut..
is out of control.
console me...
because daddy
i'll gladly
So madly
surrender
these tender times
With you in mind
borderline insatiable..
Handle
the
cradle
with
caution...
to the point of exaustion...
how often they tap out..
For to have us both
would coat
your inner child..
gone wild..
i've met vile
face to face..
how about a drink
while you
loosen up to think
of
How many ways
to graze the stage
of sadism
I'm a master addict..
In your
dominating
havoc
i can't match it...
I
Give
IN.
As the Night dawns,
And the skies turn dark,
As shadows roam my lawn,
And make their mark.
My soul resembles,
The shadows steps,
Dark and purposeless,
Lifeless and upset.
I search everyday,
For the Light,
I hope and pray,
That it’s worth the fight.
As I progress,
On my journey,
I worry less,
Of how my story,
Is going to end,
Of what I’ll find.
I will win,
Break the bind.
And night will always,
Come after the day,
The dark will descend,
But I won’t flee.
I will stand,
And fight the night,
And at the end,
Hold up the light.
© Francis Maugo
Never surrender
Never surrender.
Move on the up and up with
strength from the inside.
Continuously accept,
Continuously look forward.
Never be the person
Who is viewed as a weakling.
Recall the past,
Search for what's to come.
Continuously recall it's not
unexpected great to be dark.
You are unique,
You are interesting.
To go far in life is the thing that
you should look for.
You are splendid,
You demonstrate to astound each day,
Also there is somebody who will
cherish you all aro und
This gift of life I was given
was chance not a decision
drifted far from others living
a scaredy pants chances missing
So here I go writing about this life I'm given
the indecision the empty soul and painful mission
No Hell no that wont flow
I'm a has been and have been
unhappy because I haven't been happening
Stationary boots rooted in
it makes me vexed fused and spasm
relaxed myself out of routine
a complete loss of enthusiasm
I've gone to far to ever come back
have I suck I won't have that
negative air shows me false facts
positive air on a counter attack
I have ambition to climb the peak
though cloud hides it out of sight
I'm on one now though I am weak
salvage pride and out to fight
Been knocked down locked down at rock bottom
so up's the only way to go
I wont be stopped because life got rotten
coming back is all I know
So when I talk of suicide
it's just to give my mind a break
cus I feel how I feel inside
eternal Hell's what I can take
Cus hiding doesn't mean defeat
it's survival through the act of retreat
you can't turn the cold to the heat
but seasons rotate and heat repeat
So I may be at a loss and beaten
but fear my butt cus it's still breathing
and though my soul's slashed and bleeding
my core's a core you should believe in
I will fight despite the fear and overwhelming anxiety
I challenge it it disappears I'll waltz back to society
Though I'm mift I've more to give
I live this gift this life I live
I dig deep for reserves with which
I won't give up like a beech!!
I, Nick Trim, will never give in!
Dont give up dont give in
To the devils dark world of sin
Dont deny
But imply
That God lives within
I went home, I could have stayed,
But I knew in the end how it would play.
That even for this brief moment of time,
When my lips touched his, and his lips touched mine,
It would be so blissful, a piece of heaven we’d share,
As we’d slip slowly into a feverish affair.
I’d feel his breath on my neck, his hands on my thighs,
I’d lay in his arms as I closed my eyes.
We’d dive deep into a place of no return,
And live there for a while as the passion fires burned.
Mmm, how I love the way he tastes and he smells so sweet,
Yes, I’m dangerously getting close to being swept off my feet.
So, I could have stayed, but in the end, I fled,
For I knew how it play out, with us both in bed.
And I know that my heart desires so much more,
But there I’d be, left all alone, my heart in pieces on the floor.
And I’d rather not be in a state of ‘dazed and confused’,
To give in one time just to being amused.
I know for sure that it’s worth the wait,
To find the one I can give in to every, single, day.
But I have to be honest, my words must be true,
Even though I slightly gave in, I’m glad I gave in to you.
Like a phoenix from the ashes,
I will live to fly again.
This illness will not beat me
I will fight away the pain.
I will soar above the tree tops,
Like I did in yesteryear.
Live my life,as I did before,
As if the pain was never here.
The legend of the phoenix
Rising right before your eyes,
Once again full of life,
To fly the wonderous skies.
26/03/2021
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Tomorrow will be better
Rest yourself assured.
Love, it can't get better
Unless you let it.
the day after you feel like you can't go on
the day when everything went wrong
a day that just went on for too long
the night you couldn't see through the haze
the night in your head that just replays
a night where there was no end in the maze
a time when life has to begin
a time when you shouldn't give in
Lately I have been going crazy,
So depressed I've just been lazy,
I can't seem to get a grip,
I sit back as the tears from my eyes begin to drip,
I don't know who I a anymore,
To see my heart you'd think it was an infected sore,
One word to describe me is broken,
Because there's so much truth that hasn't been spoken,
Do you know how it feels to have your innocence taken from you,
Not having a choice on who it goes to,
Well I do,
So here come put your foot in my shoe,
I realize I am destined to drowned,
But thats not till I am 6ft underground,
For now my heart cries tears of blood,
Through my veins the rage begins to flood,
On the inside I am twisted and confused,
So sick of constantly feelin used,
I can never let my demands win,
Not today, not tomorrow, no I can never give in.