Subjugates Poems | Examples

hustler

coconut-
man gambling his way
walks tightropes
subjugates
gravity, among the fronds
grabbing water seeds

He Rules in Splendor

He knows his splendor
would be too much
to take in all at once,
and so he announces his coming
by revealing little bits of himself...

A sun drenched tree in the distance
a building all lit up in his glory,
the windows ablaze with fire
Little by little, he creeps closer and closer
to where I stand watering the lawn.

Not wanting to overwhelm me,
he creeps up from behind
and I feel his touch
on the nape of my neck.
Enveloped by warmth, I turn around
for my kiss.
Oh, what sweet delicious bliss

He then continues on his way
taking control of the sky,
exuding his authority
by turning everything in his path
to pure gold.

Slowly, but surely...
he subjugates everything he touches
till he reaches his zenith in the sky,
and is the supreme ruler of life.

This I know, and of this I am certain
that I am and will always be
a worshiper of the sun!

Eileen Manassian

Wounded Sigh

A wounded sigh, an expression evincing the pain of hurt,
A bawl in solitude, turbulence of inner emptiness stirs,
When emotions clamor, simmering in angst of regrets,
When mute demeanor, of injured breath, wistfully frets.

Soul desperately aches for a special someone to talk to,
Someone who understands the language of quietude,
Someone who can soothe the trauma, of life gone askew,
Someone who brings to fore, hope of tomorrow anew.

Laments of past echo, moaning upon meadows of life,
Reverberating in heartbreak of grief, bereft of promise,
To rehabilitate devastation of savage emotional storms,
As covenants, deemed eternal, hesitate in broken vows.

Wounded hearts now trace moments of love, sadly lost,
When loneliness dwells in nightmares of past forlorn,
When the abandoned pledges of forever, callously mock,
As muffled wail recalls, life of joy and love, that once was.

Sorrows now seek solace, yearning compassionate voice
To soothe tides of heartbreak, agitating lonesome mind,
As hopes of morrow rekindle in womb of promising night,
When smile-endearing, subjugates cry of wounded sigh.

I Love You

The crimson sun reminds your saffron blob 
My loving thoughts twirl like incessant waves.
In my heart, your splendid memories throb 
Your charming mien, for, my soul longs and craves.


Is my love an infatuation? No, it’s not out and out.
Our bonding has made me a complete man.
Why do I love you so much?  You know,
When I am distraught, your cajoling words solace me.
When I am indecisive, you are my strong morale.
How good you are! You tolerate my impatience, too.
The brilliant spark never withers and subjugates me. (of course, I enjoy it) 
In my accomplishments, your shadow reflects in backdrop.
Though years move on, seasons run and days fly,
My love for you constantly soars high.



I Love You Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper 
Date: 24-10-2021.

Place: Honorable Mention

Ode To Inspiration

Oh sapience of musings, oh savior of poetic art!
How longingly I seek you out to inspire my ballad
When lassitude of the night envelopes my mind
And grimace of dawn darkens shrouded in fog.

Oh lyrics of melodies, oh harmonies of music!
How eloquently you speak in articulate dreams
When wordless melancholy poignantly echoes
And voice of emptiness confiscates my themes.

Oh redeemer of words, oh language of feelings!
How musically you evoke rhythms of symphony
When broken phrases languish in depleted ink
And haze of confusion subjugates my euphony.

Oh oratory of wisdom, oh intellect of vocabulary!
How metaphorically you divulge motifs of imagery
When ineptitude of simile diminish comparability
And wordplay disappoints in misplaced analogies.

Oh allure of meaning, oh enticement of literacy!
How singularly you elevate cadence of my poetry
When decaying thoughts linger forever miserably
And creativity encounters nothingness of drudgery.

October 5, 2020
Placed 1st: When there is no inspiration poetry contest
Sponsor: Silent One

Akunna the Osu Goddess

Sweet Akunna of the forbidden caste,
with breast erect and succulent to taste.
She has marble eyes that blossom by day,
and ivory teeth worth a millennium's pay.
Her rare curves dangle to her feet's rhythm,
for the gaze of rivals deep in schism.
Her moist lips have their natural redness,
as bright in colour as a crimson dress.
Her body's landscape is soft with fragrance
of love and sweetness in sheer abundance.
She has long, smooth and fine pillars for legs,
for which every man dreams daily and begs.
In rejection she rules the rain forest
as the queen of misfits, but still the best.
An outcast with beauty that subjugates
all free born women yearning at the gates
of the gods for such unique endowments
which are natural without ornaments.

Fables

Degenerates & subjugates

Nothing really deteriorates

Living life in magenta & chartreuse

Trying to cover over the bruises

Inflicted by white lies

Negating the ending

For the sake of feeding

The all encompassing

Heartfelt alibis

Recounting storybook fables

Resounding through the Taj Mahal

Told underneath the kitchen table

Heard through the majestic macaw

Throwing stones at the glass ceiling

We call self help, we call healing

Writing secrets in the sand

Hoping one day they'll understand

Regenerate & propagate

We stand at heavens gate

Waiting to be let in

Lets hope our holiness outweighs our sins.

Deep Down the Throat

DEEP DOWN MY THROAT

Judging by what man see
yes, intertwined memories slumber
and gorgeous silver linings a feel
deep down the throat it stagger

Universally my man kills
and subjugates my loosened freedom
then rounds of blubbering tokens wills
in severe painful skin of a walking warm

Bringing pot bellied sacks
that speaks the moment they are lashed
convincing millions of scurvy scars
then performing serious bids abolished

I will spare my gratitude
to my mother nature
once I find a conviction beyond altitude
but my man shall have fed enough on my pasture

Regenerate Degenerates

Degenerates & subjugates 
Nothing really deteriorates 
Living life in magenta & chartreuse
Trying to cover over the bruises
Caused by silver-white lies

Negating the ending
For the sake of feeding
The all so encompassing 
Heartfelt alibis 

Gravitating towards the fable
Resounding through the Taj Mahal
Told underneath the kitchen table  
Heard through the majestic macaw 

Throwing stones at the glass ceiling
We call self help, we call healing
Writing secrets in the sand
Hoping one day they'll understand 

Regenerate & propagate 
We stand at heavens gate
Waiting to be let in
Hoping our holiness outweighs our sins.

From One Poet To Another

From one poet to another
Your words in me are a thunder
That fills my soul with great wonder
As my open heart you plunder

Though, in truth, I can't see your face...
I peek through- my rhyme covered lace
Your feelings of love I can trace
And my heart beat quickens a pace

Your every strong line scintillates
And my wayward heart subjugates 
All my secret thoughts punctuates
And my very soul confiscates

Your heart’s fierce rhythm and rhyme
Not bound to moments of time
They make each meeting sublime
Enthrall with images fine

Addiction: the name of the game
Your lines are what is to blame
My life is no longer the same
My high begins with your name

Each word is a passionate breeze
It makes me fall to my knees
My hunger I need to appease
Come feed me now, if you please!

I travel the paths of your mind
Treasures of worth- my great find
To the world, I have become blind
For our souls are now intertwined

A Repost from 4/11/2013

Riddle

Tyrant and friend
I keep buried deep
To cease your incessant
Reminding
Your intricate machinery
So finely cut
Your delicacy
Subjugates my freedom

Luscious

Love,
Unending,
Scintillating,
Crystalline,
Intrepid,
Overflows,
Unfeigned,
Subjugates !


Written on 4/7/14
Contest- Acrostic time #1
Sponsor- PD A

Now for contest ' How's your acrostic' by Judy Konos

Awarded 1st place

Earth

In frozen space there spins a marveled sphere 
On balanced perch with fettered care, aglow 
An artful system shields a fragile show 
And skillfully adjusts to nature’s veer 
Both land and sea work seamlessly to steer
A nuanced waltz that sways with ebb and flow 
Ensuring life sustained is free to grow 
The tenants with the largest minds, I fear 
Are loath to gait their stride among the herd 
Entitled arrogance on proud display 
As man expands and subjugates with flair 
From greenhouse gas to ocean stress incurred 
The human race insuring its decay 
Tomorrow’s hopes and dreams, this folly snares


                       19 Apr 2014
                     Miltonic Sonnet 
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From One Poet To Another

From one poet to another
Your words in me are a thunder
That fills me soul with wonder
As my open heart you plunder

Though I cannot see your face...
Through my poetry covered lace
Your deep feelings I can trace
My heart beat quickens a pace

Your every line scintillates
My wayward heart subjugates 
My inner thoughts punctuates
My very soul confiscates

Your heart’s rhythm and rhyme
Not bound to moments of time
Makes each encounter sublime
Holds me with imagery fine

Addiction is my sweet game
And your poetry is to blame
My life is no longer the same
My high begins with your name

Each word is just meant to please
Makes me fall down on my knees
My hunger I must appease
Oh, feed me now, if you please!

I travel the paths of your mind
Treasures of worth my great find
To all else I am now blind
Our twin souls have intertwined

Eileen Manassian Ghali

He Rules In Splendor

He knows his splendor
Would be too much
To take in all at once
And so he announces his coming
By revealing little bits of himself...

A sun drenched tree in the distance
A building all lit up in his glory...
The windows ablaze with fire
Little by little he creeps closer and closer
To where I stand... 
Watering the grass.

Not wanting to overwhelm me
He creeps up from behind
And I feel his touch
On the nape of my neck
Enveloped by warmth, I turn around
For my kiss

He then continues on his way
Taking control of the sky
Exuding his authority
By turning everything in his path
To pure gold.
Slowly, but surely...
He subjugates everything he touches
Till he reaches his zenith in the sky
And is the supreme ruler.

This I know and of this I am certain
That I am and always will be
A worshiper of the sun!

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