Short Coerced Poems
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Anger
Sudden outburst
Suddenly a finger
Our inner-emotions Coerced
Headfirst
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Frank Gehry
overlapping titanium sails strike some as scary
Bilbao the first
lately the Disney Widow said i just love being coerced.
True love will manifest itself over time
It’s not measured by dollars, cents, nickels or dimes
Love is not pushed, pulled or coerced
It is there through the good and survives the worst
My love does not hunger
my love does not thirst
my love does not fail
and it won't be coerced
my love waits alone
for the half of my whole
composing it's song
in the vaults of my soul.
The traitor
seized fond dreams
and rent my soul
on a hurdle of nails
hauling innocence
toward sour odours;
the steel nemesis
christened cosmetic
under searing light
and coerced oblivion.
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I didn't know
that I'm the first
I didn't know
you were coerced
I didn't know
your every verse
I didn't know
they were rehearsed
I didn't know
the truth at first
A hand reaches through the water.
One is greedily snatched
Beyond Death's probing grasp.
Life's gentle breath
Is coerced into sleeping lungs.
Strong, powerful hands force life.
Prayers are answered.
Destiny is revealed.
like the objects in the mirror
did you only appear nearer
now broken and seven years cursed
i feel foolish my heart coerced
and still nothing about us is any clearer
MAURICE YVONNE
SEPTEMBER 4 2014
In her aristocratic yet somber hour
Inebriated she phones me
As if I am an oblivious commodity
Though still I feel coerced
To exist within her wake
Even though communication
May be relinquished when sober
An allegiance has been pledged
I peer through mists of coming years,
The present disappears,
The crimson clouds of war blow past—
Utopia—world peace at last.
No famine, plagues or hunger then,
World law among all men,
Complete coerced security,
The subtlest sort of slavery.
I peer through mists of coming years,
The present disappears,
The crimson clouds of war blow past—
Utopia—world peace at last.
No famine, plagues or hunger then,
World law among all men,
Complete coerced security,
The subtlest sort of slavery.
Form:
This cold scheduled grey life
Has me so on point and on task
The tunnel vision is nauseating
The horse blinders debilitating
Want for what, wish for who
An existence built to hypnotize
Time coerced me into being
Unapologetically institutionalized
Life- Aye
My cherished one
set against
a sordid world
My lanes are coerced
just as my feet are formed
My life is a platter
furnished on a plaza
dicing my thoughts
stewing my ordeal
rendering my life
a treasure meal
set before a soulless world
Sharing is good, a basic lesson
I learned in pre-school
And it’s what most people
Both rich and poor go on to do
But when it’s forced, coerced
Taken without consent
It’s not sharing
It’s just theft
Something I also got lessons about
When I was just a child
(1/10/26)
Coerced and Corraled In A Cage
What seems to be apparent was the stage,
That we had discovered regarding the rage,
And from recorder,
Personality disorder,
Both coerced and corralled in a tight cage.
Jim Horn
This seems to have caused some of Kavanaugh's
desire for revenge.
All is well, freedom is being erroded. Shops and independant buisness are punished the two weeks
Of house arrest became two years' so no falsehoods
There' the population were subjected to coerced
Mnra intervention, mental health and school results
Are suffering, but all is well in the u k.?
The clinic feels like Alcatraz.
There’s no escape in this love.
I feel a growing sense of alarm
when you don’t return that night.
The doctor decides to sound calm
& I’m coerced into negotiating a settlement.
I didn't know
that I'm the first
I didn't know
you were coerced
I didn't know
your every verse
I didn't know
they were rehearsed
I didn't know
the truth at first
I didn't know
you'd be the worse
I didn't know
you'd be my curse.
2019 September 21
Your tongue is an atomic split,
I am locked in a sharp inhale.
Proficient those lips leave me pale.
All my breath work, can you feel it?
Exploring my mouth bit by bit
with a simmer I'm left gasping.
Blood drains my will is collapsing,
knees fail as I fall for your charms.
My moans repeat like four alarms
coerced by shocks everlasting.
It was in the innocent spring of life, of which, never they shared
While in the summer of youth, each gazed across or simply stared
Now these autumn winds bring whispers of twice cried tears
Of two tales told, each with the worst of harbored fear
Maybe forever their winter's discontent
Yet
Purveyors of souls, take seasons of which, always had meant
Form:
The "Rhymers" guild; archaic faction,
We garner all the more detraction
Less, are we, in our attraction
More, we are, the poetic infraction
When free is verse, a form accursed-
Murders Art, fetch forth a hearse
For they coerced the Poems reverse,
And left our lines inverse- perverse!
*Title is a play off "It's Hard to be a Diamond in a Rhinestone World"
Loyalty and honesty mean everything to me
It is not always easy to find
Yet I have found it here on Poetry Soup
With a poet so supportive and kind
He has my back completely
Supported me when l was openly wronged
Never to be coerced by empty poetic words
His sincerity and loyalty unwaveringly strong
I just wanted to say a huge Thankyou …..l appreciate you so much!
“I” is just a concept made by mind. Siddhartha Gautama
Mind has to dwell in a coerced seclusion:
mind is a prisoner of the conclusion
that mind is mine. I share your letdown,
my mind. Minds cannot shatter the illusion
of the first person singular pronoun.
5/6/2019
Writing Challenge 3, August 2019- Five Lines- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
Never throw a tirade at a parade,
Or castigate a wealthy profligate
Do not endanger the park ranger,
Or roller skate at the Watergate
Careful always to recoup the poop,
One never ever makes a group
Expect the worst if lips are pursed,
Avoid, if possible, being coerced
And always assemble yourself
Before sitting on the top shelf.
written July 28, 2021
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The Object of Objectivity
David J Walker
Objectively trapped within
The lost cause of
Freedom from bias that
comes at the cost
Of uncertain death
ambivalent rebirth
A quality of character rehearsed
A paupers portion
A supplicant petition
The magician hides the truth
Inside revisions
Coerced
The magician hides the ruse
Inside intentions
Emersed