Short Giving In Poems

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Premium Member Born Again

Born Again Haiku By: Tom 1-13-2020 Being Born Again, Means giving in to Jesus, Before it’s too late.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku


Premium Member A Passing Thought

“If you can’t ever give up ~~ Perhaps, try giving in!”
written February 26, 2022
Form: Epigram

Sin

What is sin?
Sin is a grin.
It’s laughing,
it’s playing,
it’s always giving in.
Do you sin?
When did it begin?
Cause no one can escape,
the inevitable sin.
Form: Rhyme

Giving In

Just put me on hold while I do this,
Turn me off, 
I’ll be back when I’m done,
My reactions are no longer mine,
And if I pass 
Don’t worry,
Just think thoughts sublime.
Form:

Grapeshot

I believe in commune ism
I am for giving in light of others failings
And I think
Words can be a whiff of grapeshot
Or a blind cannonball that won't spare one pillar for another
Form: Epigram


Failure

Drained.
A cold beach with a low tide,
Giving in...breathing out;
Contemplating hurt.
Looking for invisible injuries...
Drip,
  Drip,
     Drip. 
 A tap of unexplained guilt.
Form:

Stubborness

Stubborn, never giving in frivolous ways,
remaining an example of manliness...
quickly fading in modern times. 
My image proudly set in stone,
a face battered by the fierce wind.
Form: Verse

Giving In Secret

Whenever you make a donation
rather than seeking an ovation
     let your gift be in secret.
     For while it's unseen yet
in heaven you'll receive approbation.

Matthew 6.1-4
Form: Limerick

Giving

To take out of life without giving in return,
is to die without accomplishment.
For what we have in life, 
can not be taken in death.
But what we give of our self's,
can be left in memory.

Premium Member Avatars

Everything that’s real, hidden; 
Safe to say? Not safe at all; 
A virus exposed the masks;
Comfortable and complacent; 
Giving in so easily,
False eyes, no humanity; 
Avatars, threads, and chat rooms.

Giving In

A little chill has crept inside
Since summer's skulked away.
At first a sweatshirt does the trick
To keep the cold at bay.

But finally I must give in,
Admitting my defeat,
For up go the electric bills
When we turn on the heat.
Form: Rhyme

Marriages and Divorces

Giving in marriage to in laws 
Growing their children 
As spouses their parents 

Returning their spouses 
Back to their parents 
In laws, breeding more children 

Giving in marriage and 
Bringing to divorce now 
A common like business

Snake Eyes

Giving in to the writing
  all else went to hell

The bills stayed unpaid
  one room left to dwell

Giving in to the writing
  I rolled the last dice

Two dots facing upward
 —and paying the price

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Keep Fighting

it’s worth 
not giving in
not giving up
how I yearn
for fortitude
to overtake my heart
and release dark thoughts 
and stormy clouds
that fill my sky
and weigh me down
how I pray for 
sunny days
of freedom



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

To this man

O spark of divine,
Your creed is mine,
Smile and be kind,
Keep giving in mind,
You're cute and affable,
Yes, totally lovable,
Through each bliss bomb,
Fun loving with aplomb,
We share so magically,
Sage laughter capably,
Great gift you are to me,
Admire you eternally.
Form: Rhyme

My Depression

My DEPRESSION,
Is consuming me,
It's taking over my mind,
Body, and my very soul.
I try so hard,
To breathe,
To survive.
But, my mind just wants to die!!!
Giving in,
And letting go,
My DEPRESSION,
Has devoured me.
It has swaolled me whole!!!,
And darkened my very soul.
Form: ABC

Never Again

I told myself I can,
Maybe I could.
I gave it a try.
I failed.

I told myself I can try again
Maybe I could
The second try
I failed.

I thought of giving in again
Maybe I could
Try and try and try once more
But I thought…
…Never, Never Again. Never will I do it again.

Time To Give Up

breathing slows
               quickens
i'm crashing down, there's no way out
my mind spins
                stops
will to live gives way to doubt
silent screams
              whisper
just hang on, it's almost time
giving in
              resist
telling scars all in a line
Form: Rhyme

Where Is Home

Don’t you know?

The things you can’t change,

May be far too many,

But that’s okay,

It’s okay,

Stop giving in,

The world may seem so lonely,

But that’s okay

It’s gonna be okay,

So stop letting go,

Don't let go,

You can still find a place to call home.
Form:

Without Giving in

What if I did? 
would the world fall?
the sun blazing
through my skin,
would find its way over
The horizon again. 
Forcibly self restrain my breathing
screaming, end me.
But
the stars
Deny me entry
And rise. Nothing changes 
So I remain 
Tethered to life 
by this friend-
Fear.

Dividends

Partial to a summer's day
Never left the winter's play

Foolish each and every walk
Never giving in to talk

Finally down on bended knee
He spoke only just to me;

Invest soul'ly in me my loving son,
Find your dividends multiplied a ton

Partial to a winter's pray
Never left the summer's day
© Tim B  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Bated Breath

When I awoke,

I started thinking.

Am I rising?

or Am I sinking?

I live each day, as just a day, and carry on my merry way

But there's something more I am trying to see...

Open my eyes and show it to me!

I shall live each day with bated breath,

Giving in to Life or Death.
Form: Rhyme

You Lied

You lied

Wondering why you lied
You said your not that type of guy
but towards the middle of the fling, 
you blended in with the rest of the men
Now, I’m about to commit a sin by hating and giving in 
to the lies you told knowing that it wasn’t true
I had to deal by cutting ties with you


Max

Impossible

Under water
without a string
without a floater
unable to breathe
life can be hard
life can sting
life can be impossible
to live.

And then you go 
fighting to thrive
swimming on your own
under the sky
never giving in
while you cry
learning how to grow
learning how to rise.

Jessica
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Wild Gypsy Dancer

For her own sensual pleasure, she loved to dance
Never giving in again, to her need for romance
for once, long ago, a man had broken her heart
To this wild gypsy woman, the dance was an art
Her torrid gyrations were evidence of her passion
Sensual, her heart to passion


*Phoenix sixain form
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Other

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