Shake Off Poems | Examples

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I.(NOEL SIMBA)
For so long I kept u in my head
For so long I nurtured u like a baby
But not anymore
Tell me how can you sleep peacefully
Whatever came from your mouth was a lie all along
How do you keep on breathing
When you buried me alive
I regret how blind I turned
Believed your melodrama
Our meeting I thought was karma
Turned out to be a scammer 
But it's cool, it's alright 
I shake off this dust today 
I shall never walk this dusty road again 

II.(KAMEN JNR)

How did this dark bedroom become my companion?
How am I dying while you hold the medicine?
Erased. Recycled.
Erased. Recycled.
A cycle I've longed to escape.
Today, I finally did it.
I wiped away the connection.
Now I only hope
to erase those moments too.
I raise the white flag.
I give up.

©Noel Simba The Amazing Pencil and Rodrick kamen JNR

Premium Member Words Don’t Fall From Trees

Words don’t fall from trees
Like leaves in Autumn do
Instead, words are deeply embedded in each leaf
And the trunk and branches, just to say a few. 
Words left unsaid resonates in a frequency 
Unbeknownst except for those that hear the clue. 
Words don’t fall from trees
But, are heard from a selected few
Listening for a word or two as birch wood branches shake off a leaf or two.
Hearing trees call ruffles birds out of their nests 
Under the heavenly canopy of which binds us, so true!
Trees communicating under the sky shaded blue
Rest assure one day you will hear them too!

Premium Member Miracles

Miracles happen when you believe
Just stretch your mind, don't doubt
Go for your Dreams today
At your fingertips, within your grasp
Only you can turn them to reality

Stand strong, keep believing
Reach beyond the stars
It's not impossible 
Climb higher, swim faster
Walk more, appreciate nature

Come on rise out of your slumber
Shake off insecurities
Set achievable goals
Be grateful for something daily
Then you can and will accomplish anything.

By Scottydotti 17/06/2026


Sad Surprise

I didn’t see it happen.

That’s what I can’t shake off.

There wasn’t a day
I can go back to
and say--
that’s when things changed.

You were still there.
Same place, same voice.

We still talked.
We still leaned into the same space
like nothing was wrong.

But something was already off.

You started keeping things to yourself.
Not big things.
Just the usual stuff
you used to say without thinking.

I didn’t ask.
I took it as you being a little off,
or I was.

It didn’t feel serious.

That’s what makes it worse,
because now,
when I try to remember
how it ended.

There’s nothing to hold onto;
No argument, no final words.

Just a stretch of time
where you slowly
stopped reaching back,

And I didn’t notice
until I had already
gotten used to it.

Premium Member slap me

I’m so happy
someone slap me
bring me back to earth
before I float away, like a bird

This is a short week, before a 4-day weekend. It’s time to push it. 
The density of study per square minute is chaotically high - but worth it.

If I can get everything done, I’ll have days to shake off the smallness 
of school, perk-up my vital-signs and revitalise.

I’m motivated, elated and intoxicated at the thought of it
- I’m twirling in front of mirrors - can these feelings even be articulated?

I’m dancing through metro crowds
the uneven cobblestones feel like clouds
I blew a kisses to a busking mime
while bopping to ‘Lady Gaga’ sounds

I shocked an old lady
with an act of voluntary kindness
- I gave her my seat on the metro
she had groceries and looked about eighty

People aren’t mean, 
they’re just mindless
it’s a form of situational blindness

I hope you guys have a great weekend too, 
just relaxin’ and passing into springtime.
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A song for this:
Kissing Strangers feat. Nicki Minaj) by DNCE [E]
Back 2 Back by Dazy Chain
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[E] = Explicit lyrics

Premium Member Illuming Temples Of Dust

 Flesh is Flesh and Dust is Dust
 though the Spirit Eternal, True and Just
 withered away that Spark Divine
 yet Kindles in Thy Soul of the Most High,
 In Thus, We Must, Illumine thy Torch So Bright
 that the Nights shall testify to this Ineffable Light,
 by Dross comes Fetters, by Knowledge we are Freed
 by Wisdom comes Foils, comes Kings and Queens
 where Temples Ignite, Illuming Great Stars and Dust
 we March Most High, So High, So Robust
 Blazing in Bonfires of Infinitudes
 to shake off the Rust, to shake off Similitudes
 Scintillating Thy Lantern of thy Soul upon thy Great Precipice
 standing aloft upon Thy Spiritual Edifice of Excellence,
 never Diminish that Ember that Shines So Stellar
 for we are All Interstellar,
 beyond the Deluge of the Carnal Mind 
 we ride the Celestial Zephyr for by the Wind and by the Stars we are Intertwined
 so Sublime when we Let It Shine
 where All Is Eternal and All Is Divine


Premium Member lovely autumn

she changes her attitude and her dress on whim
we cannot outguess her
she is as unpredictable as a wild boar with a thorn in its paw

she might shake off all of her leaves in early September
or keep them through October
she decides, no one else
lovely autumn

IT'S NOT EASY TO BE ME

DISAPPOINTMENTS AND MISSED OPPORTUNITIES WEIGH ME DOWN LIKE AN ANCHOR, KEEPING ME STUCK IN THE SAME PLACE, WHICH FEELS LIKE AN ETERNITY.

THE FEELINGS OF GUILT AND SHAME I CAN'T SHAKE OFF, POWERLESSNESS OF THINGS THAT I CAN'T CHANGE.

AS MY BODY WITHERS AWAY, SO DOES MY MIND.

MY BEST MEMORIES SLIP AWAY, WHILE THE WORST ONES REMAIN EMBEDDED IN MY THOUGHTS.

THE ACHES AND PAINS RADIATE THROUGH MY BODY, AND THE EMOTIONAL TRAUMA AND SCARES ONLY EXACERBATE THE ONE THING THAT I KNOW TO BE TRUE: PAIN, LONELINESS, AND ABANDONMENT.

FINDING MYSELF ALONE WITH NO ONE AROUND, WITH MY LIFE IN CHAOS AND DISARRAY, SEEMS TO BE THE STATUS QUO.

Letter From God

I will pick you up out of the fire, shake off all the dust,
set you up, where thief’s can’t break in, nor you treasure rust.
 I will dress you in fine linen, thats beyond, any compare,
white for you, your natural complexion, being so fair.
 Now just to teach you, how it’s done you see,
a brand new life, that’s paid in full, by me.
 Watch each thought carefully, for the feelings that they bring,
for those thoughts of death, will bring forth their sting.
 Beware of every feeling, for emotions they will be,
from every emotion, an action follows you see.
 We all know about actions, the one’s thats been played out,
how they brought forth, their heart aches, misery and doubt.
 With every breath, guard your words, be careful what you speak,
be careful what you look for, you find just what you seek.
 Choose your close ones wisely, be careful what you do,
and trust, I will always, be here with you.

No Longer a Prisoner

Seems like all I could see was the struggle, 
haunted by ghosts that live in my past. 
Bound up in shackles of all my failures that I'm being reminded of, 
wondering how long it's gonna last. 

Then YOU look at this prisoner and say to me, 
"Child stop fighting a fight that's already been won". 

Now I am redeemed and YOU set me free. 
So I'll shake off these heavy chains 
and wipe away every stain 
and know that I'm not who I used to be.

This is ME.

Premium Member Sittin' On The Porch

Sittin’ on the porch past midnight,  
With golden-glow tunes holdin’ us tight. 
Singin’ soft, swayin’ slow,  
To Patsy’s sweet southern soul. 

You’ve got a Whiskey Sour, warm in hand,  
I’ve got blueberry wine—bold and grand. 
My blue dress billows, breathin’ free,  
Like a moonlit melody on the midnight breeze. 

Oh, the heat hums heavy in the air,  
Your touch is tender, true, and rare. 
I could fall to pieces, pulse unsteady,  
But with you, love—I’m always ready. 

So I’ll pray to Jesus, plead and pine,  
That here in the hush of twilight time,  
With soft-lit stars and steppin’ feet,  
Our lips will lock, our hearts will meet. 

Where the song spins, sways, and sighs,  
A symphony of love under Southern skies. 
Each note a whisper, each chord a fire,  
A tune composed of true desire. 

So holler high, don’t hush that sound,  
You’re my chosen love, forever bound. 
My moonbeam moment, my midnight flight,  
My honeymoon glow in neon light. 

Let go, let loose, let love be loud,  
Shake off that pride, stand tall, stand proud. 
Let fall the tears, they won’t rust your skin,  
You can escape, love—let life begin.

Take a piss

Oooh yeah, finally I get to piss 
I've been turned up all night
Trying to shake off this girl
And she couldn't leave me for a sec 

If it were up to her she'd have followed me here
Saying I might disappear on her like the others do
She almost took my drink for me
I told her I've got two hands, I can handle it 

I'm so uptight,it feels like I'm about to burst
And not exactly what I'd have wanted
It had made me have a long hard-on
And the ladies were blushing, thinking they'd done it 

I've been standing long here it just keeps going
It's like the gates were opened 
And damn am I relieved
Cause I don't think I could keep this in 

Lemmi just flick it one more time
And roll it back in nicely
Cause it's just past midnight 
I've got the whole night to rave on 

The PO£T

My Longing Heart

Mesmerized by you 
Your sway is okay all the way, I’m left to pray 
I appreciate you too
Your day is slay and now, you want me away…
There’s a distance between
You and I in the evergreen 

My longing heart can’t take any more of this predicament 
My longing heart can’t shake off the silly and scary things you say
My longing heart can’t handle this stress and enigmatic discouragement
My longing heart shouldn’t be feeling this tension from night to day

Deteriorating at a fast pace
I’m a drowning mess and a blanket of useless space
Embrace the disgracefulness I feel inside
I am bound to feel this broken pride…
I don’t know where to hide
These tears inside, I’ve cried

Longing for your adoration by my side
Glory and nobility like ours is loyalty so wide
Don’t seek me, I’m not wise
It’s about time I meet my demise

Set your eyes on the prize
Everything I touch surely dies
I can’t stand the abominable lies
And I can’t handle your horrid goodbyes

My sanity is out the window
I am a lover and a loner, I know
The doors of opportunity has closed down 
I drown in my tears of tranquil sadness and wearing a down and about frown

The Grace

Fall seven times, rise eight
Shake off the dust, shed the weight 
Soldier on with increased stride and pace
Unwavering and wearing a brave face
For the man who believes lives
And God who forgives gives

All have sinned and fallen short 
No man’s will is a formidable fort
His building and watching are in vain 
His own ways and means must be slain
And too his appetite for transgression
If God’s Will must find expression 

The old must waste and face ban
For the full making of a new man 
The Spirit of God puts up insistence 
Overpowering the flesh’s resistance 
And since so little of self was involved 
No flesh claims to have had this resolved 

Praise be to God for His Grace
Being our edge of Truth in life’s race
For the picture would be grim and dim
Had it not been for Him
And so where we gloated and rumbled 
We now stand redeemed and humbled 

Not by might, not by power
Nor by the apt knowledge of the hour
Did we find ourselves favored
Or claim to have so laboured
We were carried on eagle’s wings 
We who are now made priests and kings 

K. Muitherero

Premium Member Imperfectly My Pup

In the sweet spring air, 
We love a long walk.
I fancy he listens 
As I blabber and talk.

I playfully sigh 
Once we come in the door — 
Someone’s muddy paws
Have painted the floor.

In the hot summer air,
We drive to the beach.
He pulls off my flip flop, 
And runs out of reach.

As dusk settles in, 
He nips at a firefly;
While never successful, 
He loves to just try.

In the brisk fall air, 
I need time to breathe,
But he begs, “one more time,
Throw my ball to retrieve!”

When I bring out the pumpkin, 
He wants his fair share.
I say, “down boy, down!”
But he acts unaware.

In the cold winter air, 
Snow lands on his face . . . 
Just a second of calm —
Then a squirrel to go chase!

Only back inside does he now shake off,
Melting snow and frost cascading.
I groan but deep down I know:
What makes his personality his own 
Are his quirks and irks,
Misdeeds and misleads, 
Imperfection but true affection, 
That I would, of course, never consider trading.

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