Refusal Poems - Poems about Refusal

Beneath the host of silence that pierces with the harshness of refusal, A timid odyssey of splendor quietly sharpens its echo. For in the depths of oceans of lamentation hidden, Rests a crystal of strength and unfathomed experiences. In the diaphanous embrace of rejection, where all is cryptic, Hides a tableau of beauty yet unwritten. In every fragment of 'failure,' a...

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A welcome gaze, the sun shines ever present Peering through thin overcast curtains With the lightest of light’s gentle touch The paint brush of the effervescent Yuletide glides through the spectral air It caresses the cadaver walking the path Unaware of the beauty that surrounds Gentle winds dancing with wispy hair I was unfamiliar of this The stinging of tears born from rage Manifesting apparitions...

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Today was the first day I held a sledgehammer with intention Callouses connect palms to fingers tiny fleshy boa constrictors. There is no catharsis I know this to be a hollow act With a face smithed of iron, a body lathed with linseed wood, and a head full of nothing. No I am not thinking, I am in fact refusing to do so. This...

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It started well,then why couldn't it end the same? Don't trust that voice in ur head which says "For me you are lame For me you have no shame For me ur feelings are just a game" It could be a feeling of despair They call it rejection But it's not only the reaction And if you know you know It's not always...

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When our suggestions fall on deaf ears And what we think carries little weight, We begin to realize our deepest fears When ideas we cherish do not resonate. Saddened by another’s lack of concern When our suggestions fall on deaf ears Deep down we feel a bit of heartburn, Occasionally it wells up in bitter tears. At heart, we have their best, our...

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A tender heart is capable of what? A warm light in the coldest and darkest moonless night; An embrace and refusal of playing the arrogant and smart; I see but then what? A harmony of rain droplets carefully descending everywhere around touching our cheeks offering more of life and wiping out tears of deception; I see! What more? A reminder that pain is just a drill among the drills of life targeted towards our weakness and fragility and meant...

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A little hidden, beautiful, and tranquil aquarium With an amazing view of the subterranean dome. The ache may be the sign of worsening emotion, From a little city where the rogues are at home. With a fearful thrill of the coming unknown, Moments long for, stand out but hide its face, Behind a painted parade, I...

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I married him not to change him, but because I loved him Never dreaming he was marrying me for another reason I wants to mold me into another person, a sixties housewife I did not marry a house; I married him. I kick and scream. He is shocked at my refusal to not be me. I run down...

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My refusal skills are pretty much non-existent. I grew up in a small town where most people say yes. Others use words like no, absolutely not, not my clowns. I say okay almost immediately to any request coming my way. For where I grew up anyone who said no was labelled a trouble maker. An outcast, a do-badder, I know it...

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I put eyeballs on rivals as I survive and rise forth an arrival of an idol standing Eiffel with force surprisingly viral taking titles and more in a wave wide and tidal winning prizes for sure from miles behind to in front a styled climb rushed stunt this vile sharp edge blunt puncture atmosphere crush crunch scrunch you up in fear mush Punks can get out...

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Refusal To Be Bamboozled Immersed insecure among the books, Hides the anti-Christ naturalist. The bamboozled crowd awe in unison And look impressed (something new) to witness. As members of the mob mentality, Unable to comprehend originality, The artist’s intentions of creativity In the presentation of reality. “No artist tolerates reality,” says Nietzsche (His reasoning is impotent; afraid of women.) Horsewhip them with jargonish clichés, Transcend them into...

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A Refusal To Believe After I read about it and further perusal, Punishment may be cruel and unusual; Did have disdain; They were insane, And to believe it my soul had a refusal. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet Bolivia, NC...

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REFUSAL TO DUCK Tucker sits on lawn chair sipping his pop. Two bullet holes like flies land on backdrop. A retired mechanism. He’s done with tourism. He’s a sitting duck in front of a shop. 8/16/2017...

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Youth takes my hand and holds me back, as old age points the way Unwilling yet to leave this Spring, as Winter calls my name The image in the mirror fresh, the one my eyes now see Of Lochinvar and Lancelot, in dreamlike fantasy The children see me older though, their...

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Forevermore I’ll still desire you, Despite that never shall you speak my name, I’ll always love the silly things you do, And think of how delightful life can be. When first I kissed you underneath our tree, Where now a forest grows of guilty shame, My heart discovered pure serenity, And thus refuses ever split in two. 10/31/2016 A/B/A/C/C/B/C/A...

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