Suppressed Poems

Not Ash, But Fire

They mistook her silence for softness. 
But beneath that stillness,
the ground was shifting. 
She wasn't snow–
she was the mountain before it breaks.
She held her tongue like a fuse,
every word a spark she wasn't ready to let go.
Not yet. 

She didn't scream–
she shimmered. 
Until the heat in her lungs became truth,
until the truth was too molten to hold.
And when it came out,
it wasn't a whisper.
It was lava–
raw, red, unstoppable. 
Every step she took melted the lies beneath her feet. 

They called it anger.
They called it destruction. 
But she called it survival. 
She didn't burn to destroy –
she burned to be seen.
To be heard.
To remind the world that even quiet girls
can set the earth on fire.

Songs of Wababu 5

Words are suppressed before actions prevail.
Feelings are denied before intentions laid.
Their are many of us who want you,
but only one matters.
We all chatter your name in STORIES OF MEN,
but still as the day falls my feelings rise for you.

Suppressed Past

Death of one, truly sad to see,
Nothing able to add up to this degree.
Revenge, oh so sweet,
Lick it up like a treat.

The stains in our future not forgotten,
Waiting for the moment, where and when.
Your unique beauty makes you an easy mark,
What they don’t know is you are a bright spark.

Stand up for the thoughts in my mind,
Not a single opinion left behind.
Bruises hidden, secrets kept,
Anger put on when they thought the kids slept.

Just wait a minute, see what I can do,
The power withheld has been subdued,
Dull, normal, ordinary,
Great opportunity, extraordinary.

Suppressed Desires

when life crushes your desires
one after another
what do you do?
you crush your own desires
it is painful
but when others crush, pain is more

13.07.2021
For Bite Size Poem no12, Line Gauthier

Eff

Eff this and eff you,
And eff that horse you rode in on too,
The way you speak to me,
Is definatly uncalled for you see,
My tone can sometimes seem a bit rough,
I seem a bit cocky all actin' tough,
As your girl I should get respect,
Instead I only feel like a reject,
You said, "my queen" and I could dig it,
Other names you've given that I'd omit,
I do not treat you as a lesser,
So why are you such a suppressor,
We should be equal you and me,
Treat me well ill forever be your devotee,
Continue this way and you'll see me run,
Because I feel no love and its not any fun!
2.8.21

Oppressed, Suppressed

We all know 'America' is classed as the land of the free
But any country can only be so, if it includes you and thee
Just like life is, irrespective of your circumstances, they be
For no one should be oppressed, in stone scribed, decreed

But sadly this doesn't happen, be it in many walks of life
To being badgered in your workplace, or on the way home
Even amidst relationships, when actions become traction
No wonder minds become stressed in endless lost roam

Sadly amidst life and it's walkways, canals, motorways, mm
It'll always surface crawling to it's cringe-worthy extreme
Then there's suppression, be we you, us, she or them, him
For whence anger commits, thence throws, becomes, bedlam!

Sirens!

Good Mourning

Wake up sleepy head! Guess what. 
You've been selected! As a prostitute 
for the Running Man. 
The eat your own for fame or money power plan,
 power seat in the self-Rite, 
I AM GOD the I AM -central Media Church 
Hand of Slight. Slight of hand. 
The mobile Surveillance Van powered by 
Midnight, brought to you by Sprite, 
cloaked through  smokeshields selling gasmasks  
with broke seals that leak neon *** gaslight 
and magnetic fields X file FOIA lies and Poppy Fields, 
warlords, crimelords (CI  ) NCIS-humanity.
Hollywood "Palmyra" Arch backdoor deals 
of the Century. Baal Cult Gladiator to the stars
on Good Friday.
Rope in the mouth, dogs chasing to the South. 
Monday Night beer and attention distilleries. 
Coffer refilleries.
Ever hear of reciprocity of your frontal lobotomy, 
everclear, lasiks surgery (radiocarototomy? 
For your own discretion) 
Binaural beats to possession 
for your invasive mental television church S-apathy).
Wake up!
Cause you're probably on something. -Vision.

Sad Suppressed Anxiety and Depression

When a feeling is deep within your soul,

A sadness so prolific it begins to rot a hole,

Loneliness lingers like a dark cloud,

The words remain unspoken from you aloud,

The fear of judgement surrounds your being,

The voices of paranoia commanding and decreeing,

Unable to flee your muddled minds manipulation,

You have no choice but to bow to the voices damnation,

Dragged deeper into a mental vortex of darkness,

Shadows lurk awaiting to take advantage of your inwardness,

Procrastinating becomes your only capability,

Self worth, depression, anxiety ruin your minds stability,

Before you no it your trapped in a cycle off gloom,

It slowly closes in creating an all consuming tomb,

Now your trapped in your own minds labyrinth,

How do you escape an emotional counterfeit, 

With no exit.

Love Suppressed

How 
Do 
I tell...
you bravely...
you're my everything?
That I slipped on your soul and fell
Into its abyss? That the sun rises and sets in...
Your seductive eyes? How do I tell you that you're my moon, my star, my raison d'etre?



Submitted for "If only you knew Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by: Silent One (Winner: 3rd Place)
Date submitted: 08/24/2019

What Was Left Unsaid Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier (Winner: 3rd Place)
Date written and posted: 04/20/2019

Suppressed Voice

He knocks my door wants my company to prayers park was was near to us. 
We stepped out seeing thorns of different colors but from same source around us. 
Suffocatingly we advance steps on bloody streets and hist atmosphere around us. 
Worshipers were pierced by pellets and by bullets looking conflict like situation around us. 
No one listen wail of martyrs mother only it was ecoing around us. 
Brute force imbibe blood of innocents vampire like creations around us. 
Intimidate unarmed civilians by trampling their lives really it was havoc around us. 
All of our journey we feel hail of pain and graves around us. 
We raise voice for justice and slogans of freedom against the culprits around us. 
Result was excessive force spree of killings and blood stained walls around us. 
On our most peaceful and disciplined protest they book us on sedition charges only cages are visible around us. 
Slaughtering humans, abusing and detention is mainly answer of rulers for the people around us. 
Their brute force cannot suppress our will, till almighty is with us and around us.

Exploring the Suppressed Side

Most of the times I'm God-fearing and true,
But sometimes the devil in me rises through..
When I give into desires that take hold of me,
throwing caution to the wind and just be me..
How I execute my wickedness is quite tame,
But still a crime and only I'm to blame..
I indulge in my badness and exploit my sensuality,
Enjoying the moment,nicely balancing my duality..
Pushed down from the clouds back to reality,
I now worry about my morality..
So. I'm on the path of redemption now,
The dogma of society has made me bow..
One day I wont desire anymore,
i'll leash the demon tight to be docile and bore..
That will be worse than anything I say or do now,
But the darkness must be suppressed no matter how!

Suppressed Wish

Suppressed Wish

Suppressing wish I supplied yours
You remained always complaining more
Surviving notion has if to stay
Needs learn to whit whatever you get
In paucity’s realm, supply of pinch
Becomes sufficient no claim of stint
If belly is big think that could be poor
Don’t throw hands and legs in Jim to reduce rim
Neither visits sometimes towards swimming pool
Replenish all time carbohydrate food
Mind is different suppresses all wish
He never knew dance of pub in village
Wobbly, bubbly, hobble with wife one
Always walk behind with carrying children
Life counts with job day night overtime
Payment of toil double becomes when
Claims he broadly spreading chest
27 years he passed in this lift for bread
Grey hair in temple, wrinkles in forehead
Corrugated line all over faces shredded
Suppressing his wishes he supplied to local
Always remained pinch meagre with gem
Retirement is welcoming standing in threshold
Local life in country side challenges more.

Held Down and Suppressed

3 steps forward, 2 steps back
Why do I feel as I am under attack
Why don’t they understand my point of view
They sit there with their opinions so skewed
Harder and harder to push through the gate
Do you not understand that this is my fate
 
I try and I try to make it all work
But get nowhere because “they” are a jerk
I will move forward to get to where I need/want to be
Than all you skeptics will get to see
I am stronger and will get there no matter what
And then all the haters can kiss my butt !


copyright@2012   Monica Payne

To a Suppressed

WITH MORE PAINS AND ANGER THIS POEM HAS WRITTEN 
TO RAISE FROM ALL UN WANTED BELIEFS AND FAITHS 

TO A SUPPRESSED
=============
She was just twelve or thirteen and
her pays didn't changed from her face
A natural change in her organs,
They declared to a function and
celebrated her shy in that place
She was in the peak of confusion and
in a state of mixed emotions.
Every one became teacher and taught
to their knowledge and to their experience
She was compelled to forget the past and
her friends Keerthi and Panneer too
She was remodeled as new to this land
The change in her dress and her walks
seperated her from her present pleasures
The old and rotten customs have pulled her
from all her success 
She placed in the corner of that roof with a garland
viewed and showed her as a victimised goat at a pit
Thousand Bharathi's and Gandhi's will do
nothing to her and to her race

SakthiRavichandran

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