Best Repression Poems

Caught up in Lifehouse's beautiful love song, First Time....
Then catching out of these eyes a very pretty lady with her man
Crossing from her bus stop through their park; carrying boxes filled
With another's donated food ? Whirlwinds arise be they thoughts both bright
Mingled amid this mire...

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The sharp blade cuts through
The boulders crush the wind out
Life comes to an end....

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It’s hard to breathe when I know I’m not myself anymore,

To know what you did, you brought me to my knees
with burning tears stinging down my face,
and the agony of rage bursting in my chest.

it’s hard to sleep when I am haunted everyday by a...

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Repressing old memories,
Past pictures burnt and torn.
Finding the love of my life
And never wanting anything more.
Sitting here wondering
If this is how it was meant to be.
He is my life
And all he will ever need is me.
Holding him close,
Never feeling us drift.
Shifting back and forth,
Shuffling in...

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fade the tyrant to black
    to snap a people's slide to hopeless
when the down trodden gasp for frenzied gulps of air
     freedom's fullness lost

authoritarian arms in perversions of civic life
    that bash the rush of...

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I assume that my limerick obsession
has to do with aggression repression.
I compose and compose,
and I never repose.
This prevents my aggression’s expression....

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Repression
(Englyn Cyrch)

It's process of forcing thoughts
into unconscious mind, toss
painful or dangerous views
from bruise of conscious for rots.
~*~ *~

Its effect 
(Englyn Cyrch)

These memories appear through
subconscious means as a cue
in an altered form, like dreams
that seems to happen as true.
~*~ *~
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The world is so absurd
people think their wishes Trump
true freedoms
honourable freedoms

They detest
education
women's rights
minority rights
Science, vaccines, empathy
freedom of children not to be shot in schools
They distort and lie
		and lie and lie

Their tin foil hats of hate
the manifesto of all extremists
	who need guns to be men

Beware someone...

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In your heels
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My daddy—he once told me
don’t ever play with nuns
they’ll hit you with their rulers
it won’t be any fun

I snuck out of that prison
and now I’m on the run

Once freed from that schoolhouse
I sunbathed in the sun
I stayed out late, I went on dates
looking out for...

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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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The High Inquisitor is being assigned this week 
to determine who is able to meet criteria 
and who shall be sent into exile 

the details are simple 
and rely on the ‘bending of a knee’ 
the ‘kissing of a ring’

the ability to follow orders without...

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                   Those Days of Covid and Roses
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Somethings in my life are to complex to give expression to
Somethings are too tense and tangled
I contemplate on reasons and questions, beliefs and griefs' 

I keep them to my chest turning in my sleep
Like a trinket, lockets or Kolesnikov's

Cause at times they are too tender...

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secret tattoos

a three-masted schooner tattoo on his bare chest
              my father tosses us each
high into the air and we squeal with delight
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