Poems about Responsibility, Duty and Commitment
#responsibility
Poems about responsibility, here you'll find poetry about duty, pressure, burden, commitment and responsibility. Poems about being looked up to and relied upon. Also poetry about taking responsibility, being accountable, and having a sense of duty towards others and society. Poems about moving beyond a carefree childhood, on to the responsibilities of adulthood.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Aug 2022 4:50am
4th Aug 2022 4:50am
An Odyssey
An Odyssey
A fiery necklace of jade stretches down her throat during their goodbye kiss. When he boards the gangplank the beads sink into her navel where they ignite. She says, “If you come back maimed I will take care of you. If what you saw haunts you, I’ll exorcise your demons with my touch. If you return to me as a corpse I will keep fresh roses on your grave. But please give Agamemnon this note I wrote for you that you are married to a woman who will surely perish of heartbreak if you come home in a casket.”
“He would call me a coward.”
“Be my lovely coward. Go...
A fiery necklace of jade stretches down her throat during their goodbye kiss. When he boards the gangplank the beads sink into her navel where they ignite. She says, “If you come back maimed I will take care of you. If what you saw haunts you, I’ll exorcise your demons with my touch. If you return to me as a corpse I will keep fresh roses on your grave. But please give Agamemnon this note I wrote for you that you are married to a woman who will surely perish of heartbreak if you come home in a casket.”
“He would call me a coward.”
“Be my lovely coward. Go...
#love
#marriage
#war
#home
#responsibility
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stoned
buggy
buggy
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2022 12:08pm
2nd Aug 2022 12:08pm
tomorrow.
my whole life,
it felt like tomorrow would never come,
and then it did,
and it kept coming,
but still,
it felt like it would never come,
and so i never planned,
never prepared,
and tomorrow still comes,
but i have no idea what i’m doing,
tomorrow keeps coming,
it feels like it will never come,
but it does,
and now it feels like it won’t stop coming,
and i’m unprepared,
i’m anxious,
what will i do tomorrow,
soon tomorrow will turn to next week,
next week to next month,
next month to next year, ...
it felt like tomorrow would never come,
and then it did,
and it kept coming,
but still,
it felt like it would never come,
and so i never planned,
never prepared,
and tomorrow still comes,
but i have no idea what i’m doing,
tomorrow keeps coming,
it feels like it will never come,
but it does,
and now it feels like it won’t stop coming,
and i’m unprepared,
i’m anxious,
what will i do tomorrow,
soon tomorrow will turn to next week,
next week to next month,
next month to next year, ...
#anxiety
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#responsibility
#fear
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Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
1st Aug 2022 12:33pm
1st Aug 2022 12:33pm
IT HAS BEEN COMPLETED.
IT HAS BEEN COMPLETED.
I stand in front of You and look
at Your deep wounds as each is meant
to bring Your fate on that high cross,
while Your poor mother stands and weeps.
What are You thinking of, my Lord?
Are You afraid of what will come?
Do You consider why You are
on that wood cross to meet Your death?
Have You committed what deserves
to be in such a horrid state?
I see a smile on your spent face.
"It is performed," are Your last words.
It has not been with ease fulfilled
to face...
I stand in front of You and look
at Your deep wounds as each is meant
to bring Your fate on that high cross,
while Your poor mother stands and weeps.
What are You thinking of, my Lord?
Are You afraid of what will come?
Do You consider why You are
on that wood cross to meet Your death?
Have You committed what deserves
to be in such a horrid state?
I see a smile on your spent face.
"It is performed," are Your last words.
It has not been with ease fulfilled
to face...
#responsibility
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Dee_Ink
Poem Published
31st Jul 2022 3:48am
31st Jul 2022 3:48am
Patchwork
Even if I tear apart
I will repair myself
With what remains
Of my spare fabrics
I will continue sewing
Seams into my quilt
There will be far more left of me
Then just mere pieces
That do not fit together.
I will repair myself
With what remains
Of my spare fabrics
I will continue sewing
Seams into my quilt
There will be far more left of me
Then just mere pieces
That do not fit together.
#responsibility
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Alviola
Poem Published
30th Jul 2022 1:16am
30th Jul 2022 1:16am
Zona Libre
It is the houses that are the neighbors,
they tap each other when in need.
When there was a fire down the road,
one house nudged the other awake,
husbands tumbled out, stood, side by side,
flashlights in hands, faces, highlighted
by fire, drawn with a wordless worry.
In the city, they ask, “on whose land
does the fence stand?” Here, it does not matter,
here they do not ask about inches of turf,
in towns where the old come out with brooms,
to talk with others holding brooms,
sweep up leaves and then watch them burn ...
they tap each other when in need.
When there was a fire down the road,
one house nudged the other awake,
husbands tumbled out, stood, side by side,
flashlights in hands, faces, highlighted
by fire, drawn with a wordless worry.
In the city, they ask, “on whose land
does the fence stand?” Here, it does not matter,
here they do not ask about inches of turf,
in towns where the old come out with brooms,
to talk with others holding brooms,
sweep up leaves and then watch them burn ...
#home
#humankind
#responsibility #tradition
#responsibility #tradition
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Alan-S-Jeeves
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2022 10:06am
22nd Jul 2022 10:06am
The Bravest Of The Brave
The bravest of the brave
Will rise to meet the foe
And fear not who they well may be
As marching on they go.
They stand before the fierce
And find the faith to put
Their trust in God, yet still they take
A bullet in the foot.
The bravest of the brave
Will rise and soldier on
And have no fear of danger
Till all their wars are gone.
They fight their bloody battle
Oblivious to harm,
They trust in God, yet still they take
A bullet in the arm.
The bravest of the brave
Will fear not where they tread ...
Will rise to meet the foe
And fear not who they well may be
As marching on they go.
They stand before the fierce
And find the faith to put
Their trust in God, yet still they take
A bullet in the foot.
The bravest of the brave
Will rise and soldier on
And have no fear of danger
Till all their wars are gone.
They fight their bloody battle
Oblivious to harm,
They trust in God, yet still they take
A bullet in the arm.
The bravest of the brave
Will fear not where they tread ...
#responsibility
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
18th Jul 2022 2:00am
18th Jul 2022 2:00am
Earth Angel
Elusive glory is ever aloft
And flavors not the windfall dangle fruit
Granting the pluck and snatch of common loot
Which keeps the common creature warm and soft
And spellbound by miasmic myth below...
Far below, the steady beat of angel wings
Or the crowning glow of haloed things
Which to hominid eyes seem much too slow
And will not requite immediate need
With some spirited drink or tasty chow
Or alternate tonics to mortal greed
Taxing the resources behind the brow
Where heavenly thoughts have sometimes decreed...
That coherent...
And flavors not the windfall dangle fruit
Granting the pluck and snatch of common loot
Which keeps the common creature warm and soft
And spellbound by miasmic myth below...
Far below, the steady beat of angel wings
Or the crowning glow of haloed things
Which to hominid eyes seem much too slow
And will not requite immediate need
With some spirited drink or tasty chow
Or alternate tonics to mortal greed
Taxing the resources behind the brow
Where heavenly thoughts have sometimes decreed...
That coherent...
#freedom
#responsibility
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NightGoddess
Poem Published
17th Jul 2022 11:12pm
17th Jul 2022 11:12pm
Lean on me
Pardon
those chaotically scrambled panic attacks, with signed papers from
your mind’s warden
Permit
obligations and after time-served, face those doubts which incarcerated you
Lean
on me because I will never abandon you, I will be waiting for you upon your release
be confused;
question yourself;
scream;
cry;
laugh;
Walk to the edge, I will support you
curl up in a ball;
think;
hide;
get away;
stay;
Be alone, or cling to me
run;
walk;
sleep; ...
those chaotically scrambled panic attacks, with signed papers from
your mind’s warden
Permit
obligations and after time-served, face those doubts which incarcerated you
Lean
on me because I will never abandon you, I will be waiting for you upon your release
be confused;
question yourself;
scream;
cry;
laugh;
Walk to the edge, I will support you
curl up in a ball;
think;
hide;
get away;
stay;
Be alone, or cling to me
run;
walk;
sleep; ...
#love
#strength
#honesty
#support
#responsibility
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30 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
17th Jul 2022 2:32am
17th Jul 2022 2:32am
Ape-O-plectics.
The skeptical dialectical
Observed as a newer year befell
All around the apoplectical
Witlessly refashioning hell
From some hopeless wanton state
Which no one really wants to see,
Into another graceless fate
Where doom is just as doomed can be!
But ape-o-plectics can be saved
With compassion by committees!
How else will future paths be paved
On shining hills or shining cities?
And that's how midnight sonneteers
Fear for all of their newest years!
Observed as a newer year befell
All around the apoplectical
Witlessly refashioning hell
From some hopeless wanton state
Which no one really wants to see,
Into another graceless fate
Where doom is just as doomed can be!
But ape-o-plectics can be saved
With compassion by committees!
How else will future paths be paved
On shining hills or shining cities?
And that's how midnight sonneteers
Fear for all of their newest years!
#politics
#HumanRights
#culture
#responsibility
#vulnerability
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Dee_Ink
Poem Published
13th Jul 2022 2:55pm
13th Jul 2022 2:55pm
Love Proof
It's the right thing to do
When you leave your man
That you leave no shred of doubt
And spew nothing but hate
With the slamming door
Let him deal with the she's a-bitch-angle
Let him call you all the names
Think whatever
Keeping up appearances
Avoiding blame
Re-inventing what was there
Into nothing
Don't say the possibilities
You might be thinking
Such as your arms are aching
For his embrace
And how your mind consumes his open desire
How you'll miss his loving glances
And the acceptance of...
When you leave your man
That you leave no shred of doubt
And spew nothing but hate
With the slamming door
Let him deal with the she's a-bitch-angle
Let him call you all the names
Think whatever
Keeping up appearances
Avoiding blame
Re-inventing what was there
Into nothing
Don't say the possibilities
You might be thinking
Such as your arms are aching
For his embrace
And how your mind consumes his open desire
How you'll miss his loving glances
And the acceptance of...
#strength
#MovingOn
#disappointment
#responsibility
#emotions
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MyDesire_HisFire_1
DAY
DAY
Poem Published
12th Jul 2022 6:53pm
12th Jul 2022 6:53pm
Ego Trippin Remix
I was born in chaos and peace
I walked to the edge and built a platform
I designed a platform so high that I was able to dine with the divine
I am powerful
I sat on a throne drinking sweet wine with my ancestors
I got hot and lifted a chilled golden Chalice to cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is the best gift from the divine
The tears from my birth pains created a goddess from beyond this universe
I am a capably beautiful and awesomely intelligent woman
I looked at a mirror and cried tears of joy and pain
For a birthday present when he...
I walked to the edge and built a platform
I designed a platform so high that I was able to dine with the divine
I am powerful
I sat on a throne drinking sweet wine with my ancestors
I got hot and lifted a chilled golden Chalice to cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is the best gift from the divine
The tears from my birth pains created a goddess from beyond this universe
I am a capably beautiful and awesomely intelligent woman
I looked at a mirror and cried tears of joy and pain
For a birthday present when he...
#motherhood
#memories
#daughter
#son
#responsibility
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Jul 2022 3:44am
12th Jul 2022 3:44am
The Fund De-mentalist
Grace packs and leaves with humility
Whenever pride moves in to stay...
To show his disability
In his melodramatic way.
He cannot think therefore he does;
His disorder is his master,
Because his logic is a fuzz
Always leading to disaster.
He forever rants of culture wars
And thoughts of love are for the weak
And never for scholastic whores
Or the sophistry that they seek...
All through their torture rhetorics
No better than a Bolsheviks.
Whenever pride moves in to stay...
To show his disability
In his melodramatic way.
He cannot think therefore he does;
His disorder is his master,
Because his logic is a fuzz
Always leading to disaster.
He forever rants of culture wars
And thoughts of love are for the weak
And never for scholastic whores
Or the sophistry that they seek...
All through their torture rhetorics
No better than a Bolsheviks.
#politics
#morality
#responsibility #tradition
#responsibility #tradition
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