Repression Poems - Poems about Repression

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 number-one When I think of what I went through of all the...

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Undeva departe Emo?iile ?i-au facut adapost Afara ploua ?i e frig.. Ele, tremura, sperând la un anotimp mai bun Înainte de pisc, au fost îndrumate de un calugar El le-a urnit din loc ?i le-a dat direc?ia spre Vârful Exprimarii Dar când au ajuns acolo, le-a parasit cum s-a înnoptat Iar ele înca se întreaba daca e pentru ca a ajuns sa...

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Those Days of Covid and Roses ...

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I am incapable of experiencing anger, fear or sadness Without constantly thinking about judgement I just want to destroy all that paves my way Without worrying about trouble with the law I just want to piss my pants thinking about the future Without being called an anxious neurotic I just want to be able to shed a single tear...

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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 to surrender to time And other times they haunt and encircle...

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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 tried Sometimes sending our emotions on a rampage. Repressed desire does irreparable...

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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 who screeches "freedom" then takes away yours Those who care so much...

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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 free expression when the hatchet faced boss...

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In your heels In your lips ...

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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 make it sail for...

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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 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 question versus some, obscure thing written somewhere about ‘free speech’,...

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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 nightmare, It can’t be repressed, and It can’t be spoken of, For...

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

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