Unwilling Poems - Poems about Unwilling

unwilling

don’t think i have it in my heart to leave you
i really wish it wasn’t, but it’s true
i don’t know if i wanna be here
before i even say that, let’s just be clear
none of this is because of you
it’s just coincidence, i’m overdue
i didn’t mean to prolong my stay
i just wish you knew im not

unwilling to be oppressed one more day

Venezuela people felt powerless
for over twenty years
no one wanted to step up
until someone did
taking the risk of being jailed or killed
unsure of the outcome
but unwilling to be oppressed one more day
people saw this leader and took to the streets
demanding change, demanding justice
demanding a new outcome, a new Venezuela
one voice became many

unwilling rose

Unwilling rose 


At the entrance of the supermarket
a lone rose for sale in a vase 
Yes, for sale, at a reduced price 
she had been there all day long
and no one had been interested in purchase 
Twelve hours in a vase takes a toll
as younger roses came,
moisty from the  gardener care, they
had the youth she lacked 
She had an advantage her

Unwilling

I can never fully relish in anything good 
I'm too afraid of it being ripped away from me 
I'm always on the brink of it all
The almost almost almost.
Not open but not closed.
Not white but not black.
Not mine but.

Unwilling

You're broken and 
your mom don't get it and
your dad don't want to and 
your family don't see
that you lost your voice 
someone took your choice

Your brother calls you a freak
he thinks you're too weak
he thinks there's something
you could have done but
there's only fight, flee or freeze
when the situation comes.

Your friends say you can't
rape the

Unwilling

Willingly ignorant 
Willfully ignorant 
Unwillfully inignorant
Unwillfully informed
Not willingly informed
Not willingly inignorant

I grew up too fast

Unwilling

unwilling to toss
purple petals

though naturally
they drop

i don’t want to say goodbye
they’ve held me captivated 
for a fortnight

from buds with sanguine leaves
proud with praise
to blossoming royal roses

though watered
autumn comes
like it does
for all terrestrials

winter tucks it into freeze frame
in the inner recesses of the mind
meaningful, yet
it dwarfs alongside the next periphery

i glance outside
to see the golden apogee
of

Response To Those Unwilling To Get a Vaccine

My response is diverse, because no two reasons are the same.
Some come from a king, and some from a dame.
Some are allergic, asthmatic, or worse.
I do not live in their body, do not carry their purse.

Their reasons live in apartments above their brain shelf.
They are drinking bourbon, and chasing a green house elf.
Their reasons are

Unwilling Participant

Unwilling Participant
Out of the sky from a far away planet. Coming closer to home, near us. A piece of space dust belonging to an alien. An alien called Kevin with a bad attitude. He never wanted to be an alien nor go into space. Or be called Kevin. But was forced to at laser cannon

The Battle With My Unwilling-Self

Over here in an Emotional plebiscite;
Knowing it's do or die
Sparked by emotional suicide 
These feelings linger like a pesticide,
While I'm trying to go overdrive.
Finally asking myself why!?

Why? 
Why does this feel like emphatic repetition,
Being manipulated by my perceptive premonitions,... 
Is this fate.. 
Or is it just intuition
Oh curse these feelings of judgemental superstition! 

How I

Passivity

For want of full virtuous zeal oligarchs thrive 
Against deserving clamor for brighter ideals;
And perennially trampled commoners groan
Under weight no inured villain distantly feels. 

Bereft of real fighting energy better humans
Give in to the more determined aims to slay
Life's fairer side and reward villainy's titans; 
Enabling winds that fuel evil's choking sway. 

Vice is a

Their Soul Feelings Were All Balled Up

Her soul feelings for him are all balled up inside
She cannot get out the words 
She does not run
Yet she can hide

Here he comes again
The man she thought she had fantasized
Yet here he is in the flesh, the man of her dreams
That man

His soul feelings for her are all twisted in a knot
He dares not

An Unwilling Participant

I am an unwilling participant.
But it is inescapable.
An earthly evil.
Death would be preferable,
but no, it is taxes….

We the Unwilling

"We the unwilling 
Led by the unqualified 
To kill the unfortunate
Die for the ungrateful"

A motto of the troops
Who served in Vietnam
And wrote it on the back
Of a chrome Zippo lighter.

© Paul Warren Poetry

The Unwilling Prisoner

I have a heart, I am still a person I paved the way for you.  I was young and agile once, tender and fresh faced too. I used to have young blissfull love that shone from within, now all the memories that I have are the wrinkles on my skin. Every scar and wrinkle

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