Resignation Poems - Poems about Resignation

Always messing up When I feel so upset Going all in way too hard To lose another stupid bet Losing all my hard earned money Yet again I am robbed blind At this point it’s all quite funny I have no more strength to mind Bet it all on my bad choices I will give in to my voices I’ll sit back and have a...

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Silence is golden Brave words Embolden Ignite the fire No refuge From this pyre Peace is a myth Fairytale Does not exist True that it might Most definitely Be my fight But I gave up when This all proved Pretend When it's all over No rainbow No clover If this is the cost Well then All hope is lost If my heart you doubt Then good Because I fold I'm out ...

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Here I am again, in a familiar silence Inside a bustling place full of lies In a bench of solitude, my preference To watch the world as it dies Before my senses, before my sighing eyes. I see silence amid the rushing crowd, I see silence confined in the traffic jam, I hear it in the children who laugh aloud, In the sound...

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Look Nigel, Boris and Dave are all climbing out of the cave No longer keen to be an MP - they’d rather freak-out at a rave! The Commons have driven them sickly So they’re clearing their desks rather quickly With no thought for Rishi, Their hasty escape looks quite fishy. Well, why would they sit on a bench, in a...

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Alas, I thought you loved me But you did not in reality I know for facts that you love money Success, my dreams, and property. Yes, you did not love me Because of the fashion you reacted When you and I were in need of the almighty money Oh! You became wicked, kooky and swollen-headed. For some alien reasons, you thought that I...

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six year old acceptance speech “it is what it is”...

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It felt as though I could not breathe a breath. My arms and legs were made of heavy stone. I could not move as though no flesh or bone and I was primed and waiting for my death. His fiery eyes caught me in thoughtful gaze. He stood his deadly scythe upon the ground. This specter took a somber look around, then...

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The Disaster. When you play the helpless victim, making me out to be a whore. I'll move out of the equation, Your fantasy villain, no more! When I feel like a worthless slave, that disappointed his master Please accept my resignation, Yours’s Faithfully, The GrandMaster....

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The song of resignation Memories are not crystal clear, a broken mirror on which the sun shines The residue of the imagined, what ensued or will happen of equal interest as time doesn’t, a time within does. Past and future are the same pains me; I shall not see my savannah again. No pictures, as a proof it...

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In the game, to the winner, the victory, to the loser the defeat... ! At the finale of life, the same prize and reward: The mortuary coffin, means of transport to eternal life...!...

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Little did I realise when I swung Into the car park at Calder Glen That by the end of that week in August 2009 My days of teaching would be over. It all began so well Meeting an old colleague right at the start Archie ,a jovial bon vivant From an earlier placement. No fault could I find with the well disciplined pupils Hanging...

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sometimes our skin a trampoline word tricks bouncing outside borders letters getting stuck in springs too hard to pronounce sometimes a male forest trees and bark and dark animal like that sometimes I suppose its prose I don’t knows it’s the many one thing scrunching fingers and toes sometimes teeth and nose we know exactly what we’ll never like what we’re never like not like that until our...

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Mindful roadside rest staggered tear nostalgia tender re entry...

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some souls can’t be reached from here. It isn’t planned that way, it just becomes. doors are opened, doors are closed we seldom see a fish swim backwards more than several feet. perhaps they just tread water until their stream rolls by. bells never stop mid-swing, mid-ring, mid-everything. rain falls upward in weeping dreams souls fall down awkwardly awakened by what many call their...

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I have nothing but to this life My resignation to give...

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