Samson Poems - Poems about Samson

Like Moses in the desert, I have wandered. My destination nowhere in my sight. I’m searching for the joy I have been promised But hampered by the seeming lack of light. Like Icarus of old, I am a pris’ner. I’m chained here to the ground by gravity, And haunted by the things I can’t accomplish, The dreams of places I will never...

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Emancipation proclamation from Samson fixation Otherwise titled deep into my fiftieth year of passive aggressive rebellious puberty. Yes, I chickened out getting a haircut yesterday August twenty seventh two thousand and twenty four as stated in a previous poem before undergoing cataract surgery cause mine deux (mind you) ponytail donation of at least by donating at least...

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I (Samson wannabe) feel aghast at latest turn of events regarding Gaza Omnipresent grief and horror abounds toward ceaseless killing fields impossible mission for me to summon forth fading magic powers since Delilah imposter hashtagged, (and subsequently outed) as a mortal (know your) enemy, - nevertheless became the love of my life - (sent by complicit Philistine officials to entice me) nearly found yours truly inveigled,...

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Yond the Book of Judges, uncover the smudges, Samson and or Shimshon, a Nazarite vowed, son, Delilah deceptor, Philistia's daughter, The lipstick was preying, weight lift also praying, The black widow spider, spun her web of desire, Weakness met the Stronger, Judge o'er his souls--weaker, At night, just half on fire, the other half conspire, The turning half plotted, the burning unspotted, Samson's...

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'Twas a tawdry affair that trifles pittance fare, A Qualified Judge. ~0~ Allied With Grudge. ~0~ Pride Did Smudge. ~0~ Backslide By Nudge. ~0~ Denied To Rejudge. ~0~ Teary-Eyed No Budge. ~0~ "FORGIVENESS" "Implied?" ... "Theorized!" "Her fate has already been decided ..." "... and what of me ...?" "Your fate will be defined." ...

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But a brush and a touch, one parting more. Delilah, Moon-girl, you stole my strong light. I, your Sun-boy, am shorn having blackout, but remember my close shaves, the honey and dead days, my foes jaw-struck, as the long-winded she-ass brays in my ear. With influence silverish, drowning golden locks, the egg-eating fish-god wins for a period till dawn's yellow meets me at...

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I heard poor old Samson Singing songs for Delilah One fruitful afternoon In a room after gala Her charming beauty Made him loudly squeal Telling secrets so loudly Like his "Achilles heel" Poor old Samson He was played like a stone Like an old flute, he spoke His whole silence was broke For his body was...

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The thug’s greedy plan was ill-fated. “Beware of the dog!” the sign stated. Sharp teeth pierced his butt. He screamed, “Get off, mutt!” Desire to steal quickly abated. For Samson, fame was just beginning. This brave dog would set the world spinning with such doughty deeds, supplying the needs of many while great kudos winning. He quickly developed the power to fly. There exists not ONE...

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When Orpheus sang on his flute All Nature listened falling mute But when Samson sang It sounded like a bang That sleeping babies woke up with a jolt...

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Joyful music filled the village when mother’s barren womb gave birth. Born to end Philistine pillage, and fill sad, anxious hearts with mirth. No wine or product of the vine, should pass your palate when you dine. No razor sharp should shave your head, a Nazarite from womb till dead. God had a special plan for you, to be a ruler strong...

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Monoah had a wife, who was barren most her life. An angel came and whispered in her ear, you'll have a son and hold him dear. Now the angel said, "No unclean things to eat, don't drink strong wine and Samson your son, should be just fine." Oh! But wait, there's more to share, most of all don't cut his hair. So...

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Delilah: Samson! Why do you imprison my love in the dungeon of mistrust? The hypnotism of my succulent breasts, and the soothing soft feel of my moist lips, your stolid heart betrays. You really do have the strength of a God, but even a God is subject to the mind blowing caresses of a goddess. Prove your love to...

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(This atheist imagining, envisioning, and adopting a religious stance asper extra-marital prance sing unsheathing ma lil lance.) if wand whoosh, a mollified Genie could wave abracadabra spellbinding mine fate, aye would rejoice beholding, an African Queen to stave more precious then ...

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https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/the-strength-of-samson The children of Israel, standing tall Jericho and conquests beyond the fall Possessing Canaan, equipped to defend Tribes of twelve, of which they descend From Joshua’s death to the Promised Land False gods worshipped at every command Returning to evil ways unpleasantly God promised judges to bring victory Israelites oppressed, Philistines of power The appearing of an angel in a timely hour The bearing of...

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Delilah: Samson, why do you imprison my love in the dungeon of mistrust? the hypnotism of my succulent breasts and the soothing and soft feel of my moist lips, your stolid heart betrays. ...

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