Best Surrender Poems
Listen
you who seek the secret of existence
your life is a thread in the Beloved's grand design.
Each moment a stitch each breath a color divine.
Do you see
how rain and sun kiss the earth?
Like morning dew they are one in the eyes of the Friend.
Embrace both
for in their unity duality ends.
You are the pulse of a seed sprouting through the stone.
In your veins flows the ancient wisdom of the soil.
In love's alchemy the seeker becomes the sought.
Feel how the wind of spirit shapes you
now bending like a reed now standing as a cypress.
In surrender find the strength that never wavers.
The heart's fire burns away all that is not love.
Desire, like wild winds, seeks its way to the sacred fire
in consuming they become the light they seek.
Each thread of your being sings the Beloved's name.
Listen closely can you hear the melody of oneness?
In that song
you'll find your true existence.
The fabric of your days shimmers with divine light:
Golden Joy. Silver Sorrow... all are His gifts.
In accepting all
you become... His perfect reflection.
O lover do not ask why some paths are sharp as thorns
and others soft as the dawn's first breath.
The Master Weaver's wisdom surpasses all understanding.
Let yourself dissolve in love's infinite sea.
You are both the wave and the ocean's depths.
In annihilation, find your eternal completion...
Beloved you are the quilt and the quilter
the song and the singer,
the dance and the dancer.
In this realization all separation ceases.
Now step into the garden of the heart—
where every seed sprouts with the faces of our Friends.
Here in agape love's transcendence
you will find your journey's end.
I'm a grit teeth beginner breaking out the cage,
growing strong and fitter with wit coming of age,
squeezing letters out of lemons got me in a rage,
but this bitter will get better and steal the stage.
I'm out to lay a new way suitable to a renegade,
angrily squashing this yellow fruit into lemonade,
using the skin to pave a golden route in the trade,
writes rooted in the age of this transitional upgrade.
No scourge can submerge the courage I preserve under the surface,
that purrs with an urge to hand carve words with power and purpose,
this marvellous occurrence undoubtedly surges to resurface,
and repeatedly emerges delivering perfectly superb verses.
Attempts to pull curtains on my spirit,
only teach knowledge that I inherit,
I react and catch before impact to my merit
and you can't collapse the soul of this poet.
Everyone falls but my core's impenetrable,
and my mental resilience is unbreakable,
they can't remove something unshakeable,
trying is a mistake that'll make you miserable.
I've learnt to benefit from attempted attacks
aimed to prevent the way that I vent and act,
catching the weaponry and adding to my stack,
I've a determination that I'll never let crack.
I'll elevate as I stimulate with flow
and levitate the audience to show,
I'm able to continuously demonstrate
that my work is something to celebrate,
even though my opinion will make them hate.
Coming back is what I do,
don't make me come back for you!
I SURRENDER
My God You read my thoughts...
You know what's in my heart...
You know my desires, my needs and my wants;
You know what brings me happiness and sorrows;
You know everything about me.
More than me ever, I know you know me;
There are times I wonder why I need to experience these;
I wonder why You brought me to some places;
I wonder why...
There are times You answer me immediately..
Yet there are times I need to wait..
for a day, a month or years...
I am sorry sometimes I am impatient..
I am sorry sometimes I falter.
And sometimes I become depressed and anxious...
yet despite all these my Father God...
I am holding myself back..
I keep on reminding myself that
You are bigger than anything..
That You are walking with me
and carrying me through all the way...
I know and I trust that in the silence..
You will speak to me;
You will calm my nerves;
You will understand my weakness;
You will give me peace.
And that you will direct me to where the best is....
I have my plans my Father God..
But..
I trust You..
I trust that Yours is better than mine..
I trust that Yours is best for me...
I do not have everything my Father God..
but its okey..
Only I ask...
That please give me more strength...
give me more wisdom...
give me more understanding...
give me more patience...
I thank You for everything..
I know that without You by my side..
I have been long down..
I have been all just a person without a will.
a person meaningless...
a person who is empty..
or at losS..
Thank You for searching me...
I know a lifetime will never be enough to thank You..
Nor what I have is enough to You..
But I trust that despite these,,
You will see me through..
You will still hold me through..
For I believe, You will see my heart...
Thank You very much..
I know and I trust that whatever is happening now..
You are in full control.
Hence, I am totally surrendering all to You.
For my life is within Your hands,
I surrender to You...
(c)Olive Eloisa
6:04am
June 04, 2014
I would willingly lose myself, to find rest in your iridescence
Thirsting the taste of your sacred place, craving your inner presence
I would freely submit myself, offer my sweet surrender
Kneel at the altar of your love presenting gifts of endless splendor
I would happily give you my trust and all that it may hold
Intertwining our spirits one unto another until the two become one soul
I would willingly be consumed by your thoughts and take root within your dreams
Take you beyond euphoria, show you things, you’ve never seen
I would willingly taste of your skin and savor your blissful essence
Seductively sip of your springs, and relish your quintessence
I would willingly manifest your yearnings, make your desires reality
Ride to the realms of seventh heaven; act out your wildest fantasy
I would happily fall to my knees and worship you as a king
Reverence you with admiration, respect and untamed sexuality
I would freely wrap you within the warmness of my femininity
Liquefy your lingering lust, Melt onto your masculinity,
I would willingly freeze this moment in time, just to live this life with you
Love you the way you deserve to be loved.
The way that only I, can do.
Chiquita Chiamaka Baity
for days he follows a man dressed in black eyes fathomless pools
I feel his yearning his hunger and I am smitten curious
dreading him yet he enthralls me to surrender-
confusion fear overwhelms me he is breathing oh desire
in his room whispering my name . . .
his voice a deep baritone demanding terrifying
those fathomless eyes look down at me I am lost I pull him close
he strokes my flowing raven hair his eyes cold as ice
daggers to my soul love(or hate) lust passion possession
he wants to control me and violently he crushes my ruby red lips
with a demanding kiss and then the kiss is beautiful
words evil he is need lust he says vile things
oh those dark fathomless eyes go away come back I love you
he wraps his arms around me we are spinning and swirling lost in love
for how long are we locked in that embrace it seems like days
then he stops his smile is mean and cruel he laughs
I am nothing without his kiss I am a love hostage held in chains
and when he turns away I weep for him and hate myself
dark this lust I MUST find the strength to leave
there is no sweetness this is WRONG lost as his fathomless eyes
must get away must find the courage to walk away leave leave
I hear the door close and quickly dress the rooms smell moldy
finding the door I turn the knob it is locked
and I am screaming . . .
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February 01, 2016
Poetry/Free Verse/dark surrender
Copyright Protected, ID 02- 751-068-01
All Rights Reserved, 2016, Constance La France
Submitted to the Standard contest, Any Poem Written On Your Birthday II
sponsor, Laura Loo, 01/2016
First Place
Written for the Standard contest, The Dark Side of Life
sponsor, Shadow Hamilton
Fifth Place
May the Lord’s shining light,
Guide you through the darkest of nights,
When you are in that valley so low,
And don’t know which way to go.
May you know the peace that He has planned only for you,
In your days filled with turmoil, He is there to guide you through.
With peace in your heart and love in your eye,
Placed there by the Master when only we try.
Surrender is not bad when we surrender to Him,
But a new way of life, to Him you are the most precious of gems.
His love is the greatest gift that you can ever receive,
All it takes is a simple thing called faith and the will to believe.
So when you feel lost and alone, troubled and weak,
Defeat has left you feeling humble, saddened, and bleak,
Just call out His name and lay your burdens at His feet,
Then you’ll know why the taste of surrender is so precious and sweet.
surrender to God
speaks silence in words themselves
words are unknown words
It is not worth the pain inflicted
to continue our mutual fight
so let me be the first combatant
to wave the flag to make things right.
In an attempt to remove the darkness
that has crept into our life
I wave the flag that lacks any color
hoping it will restore the light.
We united together in marriage
born from a love so deep and pure
to stop this argument from ruining it
I wave a flag from the dress you wore.
I surrender to you completely
it’s not important to me who’s right
I hope the colorless flag that I wave
puts an end to this stupid fight.
white / for nette onclaud's Color My World contest / by Joe Flach
Slowly crawling out from under the covers
Ice cold, thinking about our days as lovers
I had to let you go, I was so afraid of me
I didn't stop loving you, I set you free
I miss the look of surrender in your eyes
You gave a world to me, I now despise
That no longer can I taste passionate flavor
Upon crimson lips that once i could savor
Tired of lying, had to walk out the door
What once was easy was now a chore
I stepped out from deep inside my mind
Times were crazy, you were one of a kind
But ships have to sail, and stones do sink
You were not good for me, that I do think
Walking away from the eyes of a hurricane
Leaving a love that made me go insane
I'm wrapped up, I'm bundled, tied in a knot
Trying to escape a lover, I have not forgot
Torn and twisted you were a devil in disguise
I'm missing the taste of surrender in your thighs
I long to lie like a sunrise sky upon the sea
my flame a tender torch for your gasoline tide
freedom fire to burn the brine from my eyes
fluid movements our soft inferno in sorbet shades
m ~e ~l ~t ~i ~n ~g
blushed in hush of dawn like fevered lovers
my soul a bleeding rose rocked by your rhythm
—but the blaze does blister a bliss not consumed
a wailing gull slices wild air
with sharpened wings she rides a woeful gale
labor pains of thunder throb nimbus wombs
hornet hive clouds cut by cesarean lightning
birth swarms of stinging rains
I wander a wind whipped shore of cloudburst gore
with an ache for angst and a hate for faith in blue skies
plaintive cries break the bones of my widow’s dream
exposing my marrow my pledge to the Divine shallow
I throw myself on my knees
belly-crawling-ripples meet me with a rasp
I long to lie like a sunrise sky upon the sea
but sorrow creates a sunset tempest
and now the sun sits so low
I feel the sundown in my soul
oh the slouchy sun just sits so low
drowsy on the smudged edge of drowning
barely above the waterline like my breath
sea– I beg you meet me choke me
take me by the throat with a kiss salty sweet
sweep me out to your blackened deep
take me thief my grief in grasp of your riptide’s greed
embrace sleepless night
trepidate of eerie nightmares
appall hours of sleep
4-18-2016
The leaf came down
it came down
it came down
from heights of thinnest twig
a fated swan
a fated swan
in youth she bloomed unfurled from sprig
in vibrant green esprit of Spring
supple her strength to weather storms
her skin bedewed despite the sun
and anchored she sailed the winds until
she let go
she let go
she let go
—surrender in November
a Fall star dimmed on season’s stage
a fallen star in dizzy whimsy whirl
ah… Autumn’s strawberry-blonde
a flash of fame while colored flame
but dead to a maple tree
who needs her no longer to win aging’s game
though she loses her dew
she’s alive to herself
as she muses with stream-song chanteuses
she’s alive to herself
while baring the bruises she chooses
she’s alive to herself
accepting her fate to crinkle and crepe
she’s alive to herself
—as I am alive to myself
I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new,
The nine months and few hours in my arms held, are far as I can go.
Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you.
I must let go tiny fingers born in pain of child birth as you withdrew,
And sure my brown eyed girl will find a family with love to grow.
I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new.
Away now I must go, from new born dappled in soft rosy hue,
I pray they will be kind and bring a joy I'll never know.
Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you.
The station door now lit, no longer hides my tears from view,
Though fragile life started off in painful plan only God could bestow.
I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new.
The days go by slowly in whispered memory of winds that coldly blew,
and sound of a child's cries, left bereft, a bitter pill to swallow.
Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you.
I saw you once again on TV with your loving parents who adopted two.
So wonderful they call you Naomi, though loss seemed only a moment ago.
I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new,
Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you.
forever is calling,
simply falling all over me . .
i love the way your words sound
to my soul,
the way they breathe life into my being
yes, i find myself completely lost in
your sweetness,
in the accent
your heart holds,
the way life wraps around
your syllables,
and how it takes me
to moments of surrender
. . i am yours
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Just a little scribble
The young boy woke up floating, effortlessly above
his own little, living, breathing, body
that could be clearly seen below
with his own intangible eyes,
drifting…
as if he were a concealed cloud or Zephyr wind
suspended within
the borders of his bedroom walls.
A sky full of galaxies and stars
were luminously enticing and inviting him
beyond the curtains and outskirts of his window
as he wondered what it might be like
to let go of his attachments to
the familiar, sleeping boy in bed,
his mother, father, family, friends,
and plastic airplane models he had
recently assembled, painted and placed on cluttered shelves
along with Mark Twain story books and seashells
around his azure blue painted
boyhood bedroom cocoon.
It was all he could do to keep from drifting through
the beckoning window, the ceiling or watchful walls
leading upwards and outwards toward some place
he thought he knew well enough
to call "Home Sweet Home" and yet,
something akin to nothingness suddenly surrounded
this new-found phantom, ghost-like, being
curiously whispering and causing him to realize
it was not yet time for him to fly and instead,
decided to surrender and reenter
that other boy's body, brain, and mind
still lying there in bed.
Before awaking to the warming glow of glorious,
Sunday morning sunlight beams and wondering,
if floating weightlessly above himself
was as real as chocolate ice cream
or nothing more than another delirious dream.