Long Poems About Responsibility
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Long poems about responsibility. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Dan_ONeill
Dan ONeill
Dan ONeill
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 1:43pm
5th Mar 2025 1:43pm
A Modest Return
The dupe prefers a midnight shade to snare a single hide,
Drafts the freely given dark for ends you long denied.
Doesn’t need your genuflection, yet demands your sole attention,
Waited long to seize your mind, your behaviour modified.
Stumble if you want to, but I’ve seen it overtake you,
Now you forfeit what was once true,
For a modest return.
Scriptoriums in dusty hills announce the new diversion,
The flicker show grants its favours to the picture-perfect person,
Flung afar from every platform, deft manoeuvres make us conform,
We can...
Drafts the freely given dark for ends you long denied.
Doesn’t need your genuflection, yet demands your sole attention,
Waited long to seize your mind, your behaviour modified.
Stumble if you want to, but I’ve seen it overtake you,
Now you forfeit what was once true,
For a modest return.
Scriptoriums in dusty hills announce the new diversion,
The flicker show grants its favours to the picture-perfect person,
Flung afar from every platform, deft manoeuvres make us conform,
We can...
#culture
#identity
#morality
#politics
#responsibility
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Da_kwesta
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 8:37am
18th Jan 2025 8:37am
A Drifter’s Screaming Silence
What have we done to the world?
It’s a carcass now, rotting under the weight of wallets,
and the vultures are us, picking at the scraps,
laughing with mouths full of blood and lies.
Love? Don’t make me laugh.
Love is a transaction,
a handshake in the dark,
a hollow promise sealed with a kiss
that tastes like rust.
It’s a glittered-up lie,
sold in the backrooms of broken hearts.
And the girls—God, the girls—
their youth melts like ice under streetlights.
They trade their innocence for tequila shots,
for a fistful...
It’s a carcass now, rotting under the weight of wallets,
and the vultures are us, picking at the scraps,
laughing with mouths full of blood and lies.
Love? Don’t make me laugh.
Love is a transaction,
a handshake in the dark,
a hollow promise sealed with a kiss
that tastes like rust.
It’s a glittered-up lie,
sold in the backrooms of broken hearts.
And the girls—God, the girls—
their youth melts like ice under streetlights.
They trade their innocence for tequila shots,
for a fistful...
#aging
#anxiety
#emptiness #responsibility
#emptiness #responsibility
109 reads
5 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 00:05am
9th Oct 2024 00:05am
Citizens of the Pipeline Empire
Diddy going to jail is like rewarding him for his alleged crime
It’s just giving him unlimited access to confined behind,
“Now instead of licking pink waterfalls
He will be licking dick and balls,
“Now he is running hard like a mangy dog in a shelter’s backyard
Thinking he’s free until that choking chain cut off his bark,
“That is how many of us live our everyday life
Dining on danger and dancing on the edge of the nuclear knife,
“Being only one terrorist act away from the eternal black
Now you slave...
It’s just giving him unlimited access to confined behind,
“Now instead of licking pink waterfalls
He will be licking dick and balls,
“Now he is running hard like a mangy dog in a shelter’s backyard
Thinking he’s free until that choking chain cut off his bark,
“That is how many of us live our everyday life
Dining on danger and dancing on the edge of the nuclear knife,
“Being only one terrorist act away from the eternal black
Now you slave...
#America
#politics
#responsibility
176 reads
6 Comments
LightningBug
Poem Published
28th Sep 2024 2:45pm
28th Sep 2024 2:45pm
Her Magic Dragon
It had a special golden glow by the way the shadows made no effect on this egg. The elf queen had never seen such a large nest before. Dragons were rare and rarely had nests out in the grassy open plains like this.
Tia had no idea what creature was inside this giant scaly egg. It was sparkly and had a slight pale blue mist around it. She could feel the magnetic field pulsing and drawing her to it as she touched the surface.
She waited, since upon seeing it noticed that it had a large crack as if about to split open anytime.
What seemed an eternity suddenly...
Tia had no idea what creature was inside this giant scaly egg. It was sparkly and had a slight pale blue mist around it. She could feel the magnetic field pulsing and drawing her to it as she touched the surface.
She waited, since upon seeing it noticed that it had a large crack as if about to split open anytime.
What seemed an eternity suddenly...
#dragons
#earth
#fairies
#friendship
#responsibility
143 reads
3 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 9:21pm
25th Sep 2024 9:21pm
rusHour
The one principle that surrounds everything else is that of
stewardship; that we are the managers of everything that
God has given us.—”Larry Burkett
it must be for the greater good
that some above the crowds have stood,
while others on the edge of life repine;
the stewardship of every man
must be to serve a nobler plan
than pick his teeth and phartz above cloud nine.
the lawyer in sartorial guise
must not the ass...
stewardship; that we are the managers of everything that
God has given us.—”Larry Burkett
it must be for the greater good
that some above the crowds have stood,
while others on the edge of life repine;
the stewardship of every man
must be to serve a nobler plan
than pick his teeth and phartz above cloud nine.
the lawyer in sartorial guise
must not the ass...
#kindness
#love
#morality
#redemption
#responsibility
141 reads
2 Comments
Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 11:42am
13th Sep 2024 11:42am
Gino & Poppy
It was the early 2010s, another pissed up night at the boozer.
A young Gino Corona was spending all of his dosh, like a loser!
He had long hair in a bun and a wife-beater to show his guns.
Flossing a big chunky chain on his neck to show his funds.
His wife and his kid at home would wonder where he might be?
Either way she knew, he would be pissed up, somewhere out of his tree.
In the gritty town of Swansea, it was raw, rough, and ready.
They lived in a grotty flat in the moody streets of Sketty.
Poppy Fiasco was...
A young Gino Corona was spending all of his dosh, like a loser!
He had long hair in a bun and a wife-beater to show his guns.
Flossing a big chunky chain on his neck to show his funds.
His wife and his kid at home would wonder where he might be?
Either way she knew, he would be pissed up, somewhere out of his tree.
In the gritty town of Swansea, it was raw, rough, and ready.
They lived in a grotty flat in the moody streets of Sketty.
Poppy Fiasco was...
#family
#fatherhood
#marriage
#memories
#responsibility
149 reads
1 Comment
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 7:57pm
7th Jul 2024 7:57pm
Somewhere, SomeTime
I always find my alter ego, whenever i roam the rocky hills, or skipping right out from home, into
the pine forest on the village fringe, where the pure breeze inspires the pastoral themes..
where life in its prime tells the truth, the wisdom and the sincere feeling.There ! is my Home !
i sat on the hilltop watching the tiny village stretching below,"my bled" lost in a foggy silent indolence,
where carelessness and dark interests breed inside empty coffee shops, and shady nooks; and dark corners....
where kids in their blooming age reap what the bad...
the pine forest on the village fringe, where the pure breeze inspires the pastoral themes..
where life in its prime tells the truth, the wisdom and the sincere feeling.There ! is my Home !
i sat on the hilltop watching the tiny village stretching below,"my bled" lost in a foggy silent indolence,
where carelessness and dark interests breed inside empty coffee shops, and shady nooks; and dark corners....
where kids in their blooming age reap what the bad...
#consumerism
#identity
#politics
#responsibility
#risk
177 reads
3 Comments
NaughtyByNature
Tiffany143
Tiffany143
Poem Published
6th May 2024 4:09pm
6th May 2024 4:09pm
The Puppet Master
When I signed
The application
No idea of
THE JOB
I didn't feel
the strings attach
nor the latches from
THE SOD.
It took too long to notice
what I had become
stuck inside a wooden box
that only made
ME NUMB.
I thought about
the words I used
to capture all of my skills.
not knowing this
would mean a place
for you to catch
YOUR THRILLS.
For now I see
they were so cheap
they only give me chills
Turning to a monster
had been one of ...
The application
No idea of
THE JOB
I didn't feel
the strings attach
nor the latches from
THE SOD.
It took too long to notice
what I had become
stuck inside a wooden box
that only made
ME NUMB.
I thought about
the words I used
to capture all of my skills.
not knowing this
would mean a place
for you to catch
YOUR THRILLS.
For now I see
they were so cheap
they only give me chills
Turning to a monster
had been one of ...
#fate
#responsibility
250 reads
5 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 4:28pm
16th Apr 2024 4:28pm
Sniper Files #3 The Kill
As the moon hung low in the night sky, casting shadows across the deserted alley, I watched them from the rooftop opposite the dimly lit apartment building. The general's daughter, Olena, stood on the balcony, her silhouette joined by that of her lover, Andrei. They seemed lost in each other, unaware of the danger lurking in the darkness below.
I adjusted the scope on my rifle, my breath steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. This was the moment I had trained for, the mission I had been assigned by my superiors. But as I stared through the crosshairs, doubt...
I adjusted the scope on my rifle, my breath steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. This was the moment I had trained for, the mission I had been assigned by my superiors. But as I stared through the crosshairs, doubt...
#sex
#murder
#war #responsibility
#war #responsibility
308 reads
2 Comments
Ashley_M_Hardy
Poem Published
14th Dec 2023 6:39am
14th Dec 2023 6:39am
Bend towards Justice
So, now that I’m officially running for President in 2024
It’s time I start campaigning seriously
And stop bullshittin’ y’all, cause to my pleasant surprise,
Y'all actually listen to what I’m talkin’ about
I really didn’t think that’ y’all did and I apologize, so let’s start from the beginning
My name is Ashley
Zay, Zaddy, Zim, Zerr are my preferred pronouns
My sun sign is Virgo
In 2023, the disturbing realizations of constant conflict, must be brought to a head as the people need to identify their real enemies, and not their neighbors
The...
It’s time I start campaigning seriously
And stop bullshittin’ y’all, cause to my pleasant surprise,
Y'all actually listen to what I’m talkin’ about
I really didn’t think that’ y’all did and I apologize, so let’s start from the beginning
My name is Ashley
Zay, Zaddy, Zim, Zerr are my preferred pronouns
My sun sign is Virgo
In 2023, the disturbing realizations of constant conflict, must be brought to a head as the people need to identify their real enemies, and not their neighbors
The...
#politics
#responsibility
217 reads
4 Comments
Anna41_
Poem Published
8th Dec 2023 3:01pm
8th Dec 2023 3:01pm
Mad Cow...Mad Momma
Im on a milk cow mission...
The first time I milked my cow I got 2 1/2 gallon of milk.
Then day by day, milking after milking, the amount dwindled.
My cow has not been on grain in the 6 months that Ive had her prior to dropping her calf and me starting my milking routine.
We paid 1600 dollars for that heifer, she gonna milk! 😂
By the time I stopped milking her, approximately three to four weeks ago, I was only getting a pint of milk twice a day.
So, all the work just wasn't worth it just to get one drink.
I turned her back out to pasture with...
The first time I milked my cow I got 2 1/2 gallon of milk.
Then day by day, milking after milking, the amount dwindled.
My cow has not been on grain in the 6 months that Ive had her prior to dropping her calf and me starting my milking routine.
We paid 1600 dollars for that heifer, she gonna milk! 😂
By the time I stopped milking her, approximately three to four weeks ago, I was only getting a pint of milk twice a day.
So, all the work just wasn't worth it just to get one drink.
I turned her back out to pasture with...
#responsibility
73 reads
4 Comments
Johnny707
Poem Published
10th Oct 2023 00:13am
10th Oct 2023 00:13am
A Fathers heart
In the depths of a father's soul, a story unfolds,
Of sacrifice and pain, too great to be told.
For in the shadows, I silently carry the weight,
Protecting my children, their futures secure and straight.
Through sleepless nights and weary days,
I labor on, my love never sways.
For my children's dreams, my heart does bleed,
A silent warrior, fulfilling every need.
In my tired eyes, wisdom lines lie deep,
Etched by battles fought, secrets I'll forever keep.
I shield them from the darkness that may come,
Guiding them...
Of sacrifice and pain, too great to be told.
For in the shadows, I silently carry the weight,
Protecting my children, their futures secure and straight.
Through sleepless nights and weary days,
I labor on, my love never sways.
For my children's dreams, my heart does bleed,
A silent warrior, fulfilling every need.
In my tired eyes, wisdom lines lie deep,
Etched by battles fought, secrets I'll forever keep.
I shield them from the darkness that may come,
Guiding them...
#children
#family
#daughter
#son
#responsibility
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3 Comments
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