Submission Poems - Poems about Submission

I say the word and feign a Freudian slip From between its legs duplicities drip Often doubling as a quip and tasting chalky, just a bit History will record the troubling truth that I never existed if I don’t submit I’ll submit this thing as if it’s a soliloquy while being transparent with reverse psychology When transparency is brutal it packs a...

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Submission leads to sustenance? In what world is this? Death, dynamite, dominance! Blowing Doom a kiss! High cliff force in summer late? Staggers in the gait. O ye gods above, strife? Sate. Too much on thy plate... Drums played by the war gods? Poets, by Fate required. Nuclear my temper-rods! Mercenaries hired! Tyrant of tomorrow, time! Knee deep in the slime! Sullen silence slight sublime! Wind, blow well each chime... Mime,...

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I retreat into myself, Cursing my name like an idiom. I realise my curse; It is but this phase I have dived into. I just detach myself from the glass. It is always a stressful game. I long for the heavenly pride— Such a tide comes when I take such a stride! I cannot help but wait for a lasting punishment. I...

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I'm going to submit the words the words that drive my daily thoughts past wastelands of dirty laundry and heaped up dishes that scream out wash me while the water's hot we're important, writing's not. I can not seem to find the time for sweeping all the dirt and grime when all my thoughts reign far supreme while bathroom thrones remain unclean. priorities remain...

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At dawns first light I abandoned you A soul so full of love An effervescent hue At my first sight I fell in love Rescued from sin Angel of above And now in pain My heartless soul Forbidden treasures No longer whole For you are lost And surely gone I weep for you All is done An empty heart A worthless soul No longer exists My precious whole...

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On a wave of splendour You came and held me in the clouds warmly silver They took lining rainbow's colour's one's breath away escaped Raindrops sweeping ashes on remains touched sacrifice within my hands your held deeply Golden delicious heartbeats In a string of pearls you grow with the rose's petal Angel's whom hold one's soul to...

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With your submission must make major decision will need permission...

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They are playing hard this time, and all these broken pieces of shades and stones are thrown away, and all these papers and chapters are enforced to get away, into our homes and castles. This time, yet they call it another day of justice, just like how they count one to nine without a doubt, just like how they spell your name...

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Forever ignored in the confines of your void, yet my prayers persist undeterred; unalloyed. I smile knowing I've actualized the test once more; the realm of my dreams, a canvas to your lore. Truth and illusion meld to create the Shadow Queen's tapestry. The canvas of reality itself; the lore of insanity. In being nothing, her subjects epitomize the call. That is...

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Find me among threshold of submission Gather from within the twisted tangles of my mangled brain. Use the torch that hides below to melt away the ice within my soul Find me among tangled weeds that bruised and cut me at the knees Watch darkness hang over day as my insides begin to fall astray. Feel the heat that surfaces from below as my...

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On the edge of paradise, woeful tears fall, cold as ice. On that edge where I stand still, ashen whips jut onto my will. On that edge you sear my helm! Kibble it like a spider; overwhelm! Steering through many an eve. Conceive, weave, cleave then grieve! Render and espouse; knight and serf. Guardian of your tear, gate, and turf. Enact then re-enact my astral...

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Submission Please grant me my submission, for my great commission, of crimes in uncertain times. I think my dear we can work it out, if you will think about, the fact I no longer act the lout. love and kisses BG ©...

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How reverently he removes the seal, anticipating the fragrance, the first small taste, remembering the warmth and laughter of the party, parties, the bar, the taverns, the men, the women, long-tailed cigarette smoke curling. His tongue unconsciously caresses ...

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Surrendering gives life, To surrender is to have power Power over every dominion Power to change Power to lead Power to go untouched when every hand is against. With every inhale and exhale There’s a submission To the next breath that allows The lungs to fill up with air and release gases That’s power within. Whether it’s used for good or bad So, what source do you...

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Submission to the sleeping lion Seeing his shadow as a place to lie in The darkness of eternal obscurity and sin Not unveiling our bright star clothed in skin...

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