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.
athar
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 00:49am
22nd Feb 2024 00:49am
Wake Up!
Time marches on, relentless, unstirred,
Unaware of events,
Events that might alter
The very essence of our shared realm.
The cosmic web shifts, threads anew,
Neither the present
Nor the future
Can claim certainty's helm.
A mist obscures our collective sight,
Save for a few who stand in the light.
Fed with spoonfuls of crafted tales,
Our minds shaped to fit their scales.
We wander through life's foggy veil,
Like somnambulists on a well-trodden trail.
Conditioned beings in an endless cycle,
To...
Unaware of events,
Events that might alter
The very essence of our shared realm.
The cosmic web shifts, threads anew,
Neither the present
Nor the future
Can claim certainty's helm.
A mist obscures our collective sight,
Save for a few who stand in the light.
Fed with spoonfuls of crafted tales,
Our minds shaped to fit their scales.
We wander through life's foggy veil,
Like somnambulists on a well-trodden trail.
Conditioned beings in an endless cycle,
To...
#conflict
#secrets
#politics
#freedom
#responsibility
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
17th Feb 2024 3:07am
17th Feb 2024 3:07am
Gifts
I hear it in your stories
and in rare moments, I've witnessed it:
your gift --
and I marvel at the empathy
with which you guide families
through their worst moments
Never impatient, judgement at bay
Always respectful, giving space
as they cope
and grieve
and make decisions,
wrapped in the stability of your care,
feeling heard and supported.
I wish you could bring the gift home,
but I know it's finite,
and I know it takes its toll.
In weak moments, I'm envious
that they aren't expected...
and in rare moments, I've witnessed it:
your gift --
and I marvel at the empathy
with which you guide families
through their worst moments
Never impatient, judgement at bay
Always respectful, giving space
as they cope
and grieve
and make decisions,
wrapped in the stability of your care,
feeling heard and supported.
I wish you could bring the gift home,
but I know it's finite,
and I know it takes its toll.
In weak moments, I'm envious
that they aren't expected...
#love
#kindness
#marriage #responsibility
#marriage #responsibility
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
12th Feb 2024 4:00pm
12th Feb 2024 4:00pm
Shuffle shoes
Encourageers of hate are these do-gooders,
that I had the misfortune to meet.
Unfortunate for me,I didn't see, that these individuals was truly
ridiculously lost souls.
To my surprise,you see. When I asked about his life. They shuffled,did the 'Moonwalk',as if in 'M.J's shiny milky white, black blue shoes. Staring blankly at me. As if I alone should know.
I shook my head,and sighed heavily.
©SukiSushiCrown.12-02-2024.
that I had the misfortune to meet.
Unfortunate for me,I didn't see, that these individuals was truly
ridiculously lost souls.
To my surprise,you see. When I asked about his life. They shuffled,did the 'Moonwalk',as if in 'M.J's shiny milky white, black blue shoes. Staring blankly at me. As if I alone should know.
I shook my head,and sighed heavily.
©SukiSushiCrown.12-02-2024.
#responsibility
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DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
10th Feb 2024 9:46pm
Messenger Of Grief
Showing up unannounced
to deliver grim news
it is the worst part of the job
speaking of things
that will break them
for a lifetime
And those that have no answers
haunt and gnaw at you,
knowing that if that one piece of the puzzle
could be discovered
they could have closure
and as pained as they will always be,
they would never have to wonder
who it was that silenced that person they loved
Some embrace me,
after it sinks in,
steadying themselves
from being sucked into the depths
of that...
to deliver grim news
it is the worst part of the job
speaking of things
that will break them
for a lifetime
And those that have no answers
haunt and gnaw at you,
knowing that if that one piece of the puzzle
could be discovered
they could have closure
and as pained as they will always be,
they would never have to wonder
who it was that silenced that person they loved
Some embrace me,
after it sinks in,
steadying themselves
from being sucked into the depths
of that...
#violence
#death
#escape #responsibility
#escape #responsibility
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
10th Feb 2024 6:47pm
10th Feb 2024 6:47pm
reality testing
the future that this became
is not so bright and shiny
as when it was seen from
the past
(where are the flying
cars?)
is not so bright and shiny
as when it was seen from
the past
(where are the flying
cars?)
#freedom
#responsibility
145 reads
8 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
28th Jan 2024 6:16pm
28th Jan 2024 6:16pm
Love Letter from Joseph
January 26, 2024
Lauryn,
I am filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the love we share. We're not naïve. We see our pasts littered with mistakes and missteps. I want you to know that my love for you is unconditional, a force that transcends the errors of yesterday.
You know this about me by now. I've taken love from many women not because it would be lasting or right but because it was easy. Yours, however, is a love that is right. You guide me to a better version of myself. I've wandered down paths of convenience, mistaking physical connection for...
Lauryn,
I am filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the love we share. We're not naïve. We see our pasts littered with mistakes and missteps. I want you to know that my love for you is unconditional, a force that transcends the errors of yesterday.
You know this about me by now. I've taken love from many women not because it would be lasting or right but because it was easy. Yours, however, is a love that is right. You guide me to a better version of myself. I've wandered down paths of convenience, mistaking physical connection for...
#love
#responsibility
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3 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
27th Jan 2024 12:01pm
27th Jan 2024 12:01pm
Raise the wolves
Raise the wolves
Hold back oceans, tear out walls,
march to the capital, burn it all down,
someone light pyres,
someone change laws,
someone believe women
like their fevers are more
than sailing through tides,
storms - all that matters.
Someone drum the Moon dance,
someone stir the pots,
tend to the harmed,
tend to the healing
and hold it,
like an elder might,
watch hungered embers
rise ever higher,
smoke colliding with a soft-pink sky,
feasting on those
who crashed our world's right...
Hold back oceans, tear out walls,
march to the capital, burn it all down,
someone light pyres,
someone change laws,
someone believe women
like their fevers are more
than sailing through tides,
storms - all that matters.
Someone drum the Moon dance,
someone stir the pots,
tend to the harmed,
tend to the healing
and hold it,
like an elder might,
watch hungered embers
rise ever higher,
smoke colliding with a soft-pink sky,
feasting on those
who crashed our world's right...
#anger
#women
#responsibility
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2024 2:49am
22nd Jan 2024 2:49am
not a prayer
prayers for those
trapped by
war
prayers to feed
the hungry
prayers to house
the homeless
prayers for those
suffering from
addiction
the funny thing
about prayer
is that without
action
they are a lot like
a car without an
engine
they just don't
go
anywhere
trapped by
war
prayers to feed
the hungry
prayers to house
the homeless
prayers for those
suffering from
addiction
the funny thing
about prayer
is that without
action
they are a lot like
a car without an
engine
they just don't
go
anywhere
#morality
#responsibility
#risk
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wallyroo92
Bumped 21st Jan 2024 7:01pm
20th Jun 2019 2:24pm
20th Jun 2019 2:24pm
What Will They Think Of Us?
What will they think of us when they read about us?
About the wars we engaged in over governments and creeds
Or the lies we’re told in the auspices of things to come
When we lost our humanity under pretentious greed
Will they weep for us when they study our history?
When we destroyed Mother Earth to live beyond our means
Because one day she will rise against us and take it back
And upon our ruins a new society will realize their dreams
When will we ever learn the true meaning of harmony?
That the original particle still runs in you as...
About the wars we engaged in over governments and creeds
Or the lies we’re told in the auspices of things to come
When we lost our humanity under pretentious greed
Will they weep for us when they study our history?
When we destroyed Mother Earth to live beyond our means
Because one day she will rise against us and take it back
And upon our ruins a new society will realize their dreams
When will we ever learn the true meaning of harmony?
That the original particle still runs in you as...
#politics
#war
#pollution #responsibility
#pollution #responsibility
541 reads
8 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
20th Jan 2024 9:10pm
20th Jan 2024 9:10pm
Plum juice
Plum juice
The wasp hears tribe in her body,
burns like the center of a matriarch's wake,
sings on fantasies of honey,
curls her wings, flits into bitterest night.
I've thought seldom on pity,
where the city holds casks of sweet cider.
She scents for it, and the actualisation
of a pint surpasses the idea.
You take a picture,
yet the picture never lasts in the mind,
she sends a warcry,
one that never reaches your ears.
Her warriors come gathering,
sisters and brothers buzz.
She's trapped...
The wasp hears tribe in her body,
burns like the center of a matriarch's wake,
sings on fantasies of honey,
curls her wings, flits into bitterest night.
I've thought seldom on pity,
where the city holds casks of sweet cider.
She scents for it, and the actualisation
of a pint surpasses the idea.
You take a picture,
yet the picture never lasts in the mind,
she sends a warcry,
one that never reaches your ears.
Her warriors come gathering,
sisters and brothers buzz.
She's trapped...
#hope
#gratitude
#responsibility
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
15th Jan 2024 8:59pm
15th Jan 2024 8:59pm
Dreams echoes and vibrations
This dream is now yours
know this to be true
I am but a bit character that someday will not be
To perhaps be a rose known as nemo
Surely that would put the bard to rest?
However I am rambling whimsical nonsensical
Kiddo daddy never stopped thinking of you
so much catching up with the constraint
So little time
To be honest I would not know where to begin
The first few years with you
Joy
Then those years long apart, scarcely an echo
empty silence would cause many to...
know this to be true
I am but a bit character that someday will not be
To perhaps be a rose known as nemo
Surely that would put the bard to rest?
However I am rambling whimsical nonsensical
Kiddo daddy never stopped thinking of you
so much catching up with the constraint
So little time
To be honest I would not know where to begin
The first few years with you
Joy
Then those years long apart, scarcely an echo
empty silence would cause many to...
#father
#parent
#family
#daughter
#responsibility
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oskar
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 6:59am
13th Jan 2024 6:59am
winter in Cascais
Winter in Cascais
This is a cold day, and bleak too, like a fish left behind
on the grass verge when the anglers go home for lunch
Sport fishing doesn't mean you want to eat the prizes
She is having salmon today at the cafe on the first floor of our building,
I, when a farm boy in Norway, was served salmon or trout every day except Sundays
will settle for a slice of ham, boiled potatoes and salad
Olive oil is used here in Portugal, but I think food tastes better with butter.
So, said the great chef and entertainer who hung himself
with a...
This is a cold day, and bleak too, like a fish left behind
on the grass verge when the anglers go home for lunch
Sport fishing doesn't mean you want to eat the prizes
She is having salmon today at the cafe on the first floor of our building,
I, when a farm boy in Norway, was served salmon or trout every day except Sundays
will settle for a slice of ham, boiled potatoes and salad
Olive oil is used here in Portugal, but I think food tastes better with butter.
So, said the great chef and entertainer who hung himself
with a...
#brother
#parent
#childhood
#separation
#responsibility
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