Short Delilah Poems
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desire to branch out
hoping for leaves to caress
lightning interrupts
For Delilah Ventura’s “I Am a Tree Contest”.
Become yourself Delilah,
Don't let them crush your soul,
For the things that make you broken,
Are the things that make you whole
cocaine with cocktails
free fearless fun fantasy--
life imprisonment
8th April 2019
Delilah Ventura's Contest
Freedom to nothing to something
Delilah was hoping for pearls
But Samson thought she'd love his curls
Come on! Be fair!
Who wants dead hair?
So Samson got snipped like the girls.
Hercules peered out on the dance floor
spotted beautiful Delilah holding court
Scanned the room for Samson but
saw a chair where hair'd been cut
Delilah
I see your beautiful face
Shining in my bathroom mirror
Every day
And it makes me happy
To know that you are alive each day
Delilah
How are you?
I hope that you are doing fine
Past original lethal practice
today modernly assumed
and legalized
as hairdressers, Delilah
still Cuts the hair of
her lover Samson...!
Samson had Delilah,
I married a pariah...
She'd bedded the
entire city,
And was really not that pretty,
But dumb is dumb,
And genitals think,
Led to a marriage,
Which really did stink.
I crushed
These sweet grapes
To make this wine
Tell me this secret
To your great strength, Hercules
Delilah, your sweet skin is pure and fare, but
My Great strength grows in this long curly black hair
Trying to escape eternal fire,
but she manipulating my desire,
strong like samson but she be delilah.
Swear wanted to run joseph potiphar
but i stayed david bathsheba.
Need more than a favour i need da saviour.
I am a Tree
Go into the Woods and stare at me
Then tell your Children about me
Because touch wood i have no Ikea
For just how long
I will be around
27th December 2019
For Delilah Ventura
I am a Tree poetry contest
The Philistines wanted the source of Samson's power
Delilah tried,nagged and then to her love,lied
In weakness,this Judge was soon to cower-
Samson' strength was never self-reliant,
The Spirit of the Lord had made him a giant
See more at Judges 15 & 16
Delilah, just the name carries
a lot of connotations
A manipulator,scandalous,
and a woman of temptations
Her beauty is skin deep
But her treachery's like an abyss
Lies dwell in her eyes,
There's poison in her kiss
By: J.N.R Dutton
How many Poems must I write,
to set my spirit free
How many sunsets must I watch,
to win my souls reprieve
How many women must I love,
to make Delilah cry
How many visions must I chase
—to catch the last goodbye
(Villanova University: January, 2020)
SAMSON 2
Samson killed a thousand men
With the jawbone of an ass
There was no other man alive
In mighty Samson's class
But his strength departed from him
After all was done and said
Because a lady named Delilah
Shaved mighty Samson's head
Curtis Moorman
1 September 2014
Samson was known for strength and flowing mane
He loved Delilah who became his bane
Through many a bedroom schmooze
She found the key to his ruse
She barbered him bald in a coup de main
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
I want the dripping edge
of my words
to be raw,
like wind in a hurricane
like creation’s power before it acted
like anger before attack
or lust before love
Intuition before reason
Samson before Delilah
Meaning before definition
Epiphany,
—before the letters form
(Train To New York: August, 1999)
Though Sampson was known for his hair
Delilah quite fancied him bare
She thought he'd look cute
Not quite so hirsute
And shaved him where no one would dare
Alas, when Mother Nature called
The whole world seemed to be appalled
With no hair to hide
Sampson's bouncing pride
His battering ram was blackballed
“Handmaid of Patriarchy”
the garden rezoned
Embattled virility
misogyny cloned
As Delilah revolts
a new Samson on scene
One half of the whole
left to drown in the stream
Each genders new quotient
to minus the plus
A He without Her
— the destruction of us
(Saint David’s Pennsylvania: May, 2025)
Woman, you fan the fading flame of my mortality.
Nestled here in your warmth, blissful, soft serenity
that soothes and hushes down all hurt rememberings
of triumphs lost, of losses gained, of untold sufferings.
The spell of your charm seduces, to treachery leads,
as I grope, as I fumble about, as my lifeblood bleeds !
'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."
Nature looks weary abut the boom gate
Like a faithful prostitute dun for her pay
With hand on cheek, the other wave way
By ageless sky con beloving gaze
And Sam to Delilah, a giant betrayed
In boneless bliss, made Achilles to heel
What fate the peep to me had brought?
When time..., yet permits me to decide
To crisscross between heaven and earth.
©Yusuf, A.O.?
A n attempt to bamboozle him.
D irecting the abomination
I nto my inner soul.
S corn, in the flame of passion,
A ffection going nowhere.
G iving way to struggle, looking for a
R eason to cherish
E very yearning.
E nding this bitter taste,
M aking this relationship
E stranged.
N ever will it bloom
T o a tender love.
© Hazel
For Delilah Ventura's Dictionary Fun Comp.
19/11/12
Captured, bamboozle and victimized, by fear
Trapped in your night-mare
Killed, in your hands
Your weapon twisted in my soul
Captured in this murder
Bamboozle for love
Victimized in words
Poor soul, muddled
Due to our crime
Life-blood, scatter in dirty hearts
Flooding our laziness
Have nothing to say
Murder on my hands
So sad, I cry
It's your life, not mine
Delilah L. Ventura
Hellbent
free fall
unsynchronized tumble
Helter-skelter
feet first
head first
Arms akimbo
screaming, holding my breath
into a cold inferno
beyond the stars, shivering
jackals howling
Echoes of the end of time...
startled awake
throat hoarse
covered with gooseflesh
November 25, 2019
Goosebumps Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Delilah Ventura