Best Repressed Poems

An errant breeze blew hair across my cheek
and suddenly my tears flowed as I recalled
how we once loved. A love which I still seek.
Is it my heart or my vanity that is appalled?

How I've struggled to repress a fervent desire
to call or text him each...

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Repressed desire causes one such awful anxiety
Even though keeping it well hidden inside,
It also has a major effect on our sobriety
The heart cannot contain it, many have tried. 

Even though keeping it well hidden inside
Repressed desire does irreparable damage,
The heart cannot contain it, many have...

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She can love you so much

yet fraught with fright

to fall in love;

like she could guard the

stars with all her soul

and tend the flowers

with all her heart,

but she would refuse to

believe that she could

pluck one...

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Myriad desires
that our heart aspires
manifests as dreams
subconscious mind streams.

We wish to possess
objects to progress,
to enhance self-worth 
for our time on earth.

Not all dreams are met,
like a Boeing jet
or a fancy yacht,
so we’re in a spot.

We never forget
what we did not get,
thus this repression
causes depression.

Rise in...

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repressing violet memories
suppressed love of blue
formation of reactions
rationalisations
earth is revolving
around the sun now
are you absolutely certain
todays science
tomorrows ridicule
displaced reactions
inhibited intellectualisations
sun is sinking into
the womb of the
waiting barren sea
the pinky twisty tongue
taste of salt and tears...

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REPRESS: To keep under control, check, or suppress desires,
feelings, action, tears, etc., American College Dictionary

This theme has given rise to a question in my mind
that I do not recall having entertained before now.
Adam and Eve clearly had a choice in the garden of Eden.
The question...

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No one must know,
It must be shielded,
It must be stifled,
The storm must be cloaked.

His father must not get wind of it,
It would be a shame,
His mother must not be told,
She would be troubled.

It mustn't be heard of a minister's son,
A clergy's son should be an...

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Her flame
spread upon
his heart
red on red
he faced

No prayer
in hand
or a cup
share forth

His full moon
ran away
leaving heart's

On fire
To seethe, where

Her pass hurts

9/23/22

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Your laughter mocks the expression on your face
Your thoughts twist slowly into words
You’d be better off with the needle
Better off with a room and a mirror

Strapped to your sanity
It seems we’ve lost again
A game with no rules
And no room to play

Destroy me again
I love the...

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Repressed by a life of guilt and shame
choices I've made find it hard to find another to blame.
The walls that I build and the tears on my back
make running impossible, the strength I lack.

Certainty is certainly all that I know.
Certainty is knowing I'll reap what...

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Every morning at the window aside,
I find myself waiting for the sun,
To raise up and melt the snow, 
The frost so hoar and numb.

Brooding on my thoughts so long,
Never did they hatch in this icy alp,
So still I keep waiting for the sun,
To watch this...

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for her the shrink did nothing
for her the priest even less
for her all the friends in the world 
could not find her when she hid in her
deepest, darkest place---
buried down beneath the first floor in the
basement where all the past would flood in,
yes, she might...

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Something there 
Something more than cherubim
And flaming sword
Something locking out memory
My passage and right
To travel backward in space virtually
And in time
I remember the harsh hand
Some old machete, or knife
Or rudimentary tool of a carpenter
And my overwhelming fear of amputation
Only tears cooled the hotness of my...

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Words
Are not sufficient to express
The devastation waves that crashes
Into a dead wish

Exhaustion
Engulf the body of cocooning tiredness
To sprawl upon hard cold surfaces
Reimagine arms around

Cognizane
The lack thereof 
Or rather the insufficient energy
Of helplessness wailing

Heat
The boilover pits of Dante's Inferno
Trickling forlorn perspire
Puff of hot breaths suffocatingly pants

Numb
Glazed...

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Slept most of my life 
Forget the stress 
The best kind of strife is the kind kept repressed 
Every guy just gotta accept we’re inclined to becoming depressed 
You’ll never cry 
Except if you gotta a good reason why 
Keep your eye dressed 
If you’re...

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