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.
LunasChild8
Poem Published
10th Jan 2024 1:37am
10th Jan 2024 1:37am
Common Sense
I’m not the type of person to wear my heart on my sleeve
You can pay a soldier to fight, but you can’t pay them to believe
What’s right or wrong? War’s about who’s left and not who’s right
Just another cold hard truth with a particularly nasty bite.
Facts don’t care about your feelings
The quicker you accept it the easier will be the healing
It seems like I’m stating the obvious
Yet I’ll keep hammering it in until I’m victorious.
Seems like common sense has flown out the window
The path taken up until now has left me in limbo ...
You can pay a soldier to fight, but you can’t pay them to believe
What’s right or wrong? War’s about who’s left and not who’s right
Just another cold hard truth with a particularly nasty bite.
Facts don’t care about your feelings
The quicker you accept it the easier will be the healing
It seems like I’m stating the obvious
Yet I’ll keep hammering it in until I’m victorious.
Seems like common sense has flown out the window
The path taken up until now has left me in limbo ...
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
#responsibility
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beanbandit
Poem Published
6th Jan 2024 2:10am
6th Jan 2024 2:10am
What that dust did
I come from the north side
Then I kept that east known
But I been on my big boy
I call the whole city home
I been trying to guide the kids
Trying to call my city home
Used to feel so lonely but
This ain't a thing I did alone
Universe been proud of me
Like, look at what that dust did
I don't know my own worth
Guess I have to trust it
know that it's a process
Trying not to rush steps
Trying to learn about love
I used to think it suspect
I know you know I walked here
I learned how to fly tho
Look up at the...
Then I kept that east known
But I been on my big boy
I call the whole city home
I been trying to guide the kids
Trying to call my city home
Used to feel so lonely but
This ain't a thing I did alone
Universe been proud of me
Like, look at what that dust did
I don't know my own worth
Guess I have to trust it
know that it's a process
Trying not to rush steps
Trying to learn about love
I used to think it suspect
I know you know I walked here
I learned how to fly tho
Look up at the...
#responsibility
#healing
#determination
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 00:43am
1st Jan 2024 00:43am
As Time Goes By
(I remember all of this)
For too many years I’ve ran and ran
On treadmills
On dark and lonely boulevards before dawn
I’ve been welcomed by cool breezes and beautiful sunrises
I’ve been greeted by other runners going their way
And then
For months, I’d slide down an idle path
I’ve gone for hours on early morning runs without music
Listening to my breathing
Hearing my thoughts out loud
I’ve also rocked to tunes with beats pounding
Only to run out of breath when the rhythm was too fast
(Gotta find the right...
For too many years I’ve ran and ran
On treadmills
On dark and lonely boulevards before dawn
I’ve been welcomed by cool breezes and beautiful sunrises
I’ve been greeted by other runners going their way
And then
For months, I’d slide down an idle path
I’ve gone for hours on early morning runs without music
Listening to my breathing
Hearing my thoughts out loud
I’ve also rocked to tunes with beats pounding
Only to run out of breath when the rhythm was too fast
(Gotta find the right...
#aging
#responsibility
#healing
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8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2023 8:16am
23rd Dec 2023 8:16am
Gaza
With whole families in an instant snuffed out
I know that there's no fortress sound enough;
no wall, no border, and no keen redoubt
which would ever convincingly rebuff
all that the forces of hate may compel
to cascade down upon the open meek;
all of the elements of vassal hell
predisposed to turning an abject cheek,
and by such a turn to press an attack
that no old combat honor would condone.
Only the faux virtuous brainiac,
who was by the risk all too crudely prone ...
I know that there's no fortress sound enough;
no wall, no border, and no keen redoubt
which would ever convincingly rebuff
all that the forces of hate may compel
to cascade down upon the open meek;
all of the elements of vassal hell
predisposed to turning an abject cheek,
and by such a turn to press an attack
that no old combat honor would condone.
Only the faux virtuous brainiac,
who was by the risk all too crudely prone ...
#HumanRights
#responsibility
#masculinity #risk
#masculinity #risk
122 reads
6 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
161 reads
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Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
13th Dec 2023 4:53pm
13th Dec 2023 4:53pm
Sheeesshh!
The official names given to missiles and bombs
makes you wonder at the mind behind them
“Hellfire” missiles, “Brimstone” missiles, “Paveway” bombs
if you really want to pave the way
with hellfire and brimstone
why not go and listen to an old-time preacher
and consider at your leisure
the language of ‘collateral damage’
as a background feature?
for those of you wondering about
austerity measures and cut-backs …
conservatively estimating
“Brimstone” missiles cost about £100,000 each ...
makes you wonder at the mind behind them
“Hellfire” missiles, “Brimstone” missiles, “Paveway” bombs
if you really want to pave the way
with hellfire and brimstone
why not go and listen to an old-time preacher
and consider at your leisure
the language of ‘collateral damage’
as a background feature?
for those of you wondering about
austerity measures and cut-backs …
conservatively estimating
“Brimstone” missiles cost about £100,000 each ...
#war
#consumerism
#responsibility
#military
#corruption
281 reads
11 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2023 6:33pm
3rd Dec 2023 6:33pm
rock solid
in recovery for over
40 years now
watched em'
come
watched em'
go
many lived
more than a
few died
sat in the rooms
embraced
pain
shared
joy
waded through the
hip deep shit of daily
life without boots
but there was always
a clarity like a crystal
mountain lake
a higher power
looking
down
some would say
"God"
but I would say that God
is too small a term
to define the ...
40 years now
watched em'
come
watched em'
go
many lived
more than a
few died
sat in the rooms
embraced
pain
shared
joy
waded through the
hip deep shit of daily
life without boots
but there was always
a clarity like a crystal
mountain lake
a higher power
looking
down
some would say
"God"
but I would say that God
is too small a term
to define the ...
#addiction
#responsibility
#vulnerability
204 reads
8 Comments
jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
29th Nov 2023 4:58am
29th Nov 2023 4:58am
To You
Saying goodbye gave me a second chance with you and tata and tio and all whom I wish to grow with. I am truly not angry as I was previously
Yet
As sorrow may linger, I vow to cover that pit with smothering memories of love and happiness.
As I merge with the child, the ever present mother, and the blind person that is me, anticipate mistakes that I will own and correct if I can.
My second chance, my love, my other, necessary half; I cannot even say that you and I can split like that. For one moment I feel the gravity centers in me, then the pull of you...
Yet
As sorrow may linger, I vow to cover that pit with smothering memories of love and happiness.
As I merge with the child, the ever present mother, and the blind person that is me, anticipate mistakes that I will own and correct if I can.
My second chance, my love, my other, necessary half; I cannot even say that you and I can split like that. For one moment I feel the gravity centers in me, then the pull of you...
#love
#responsibility
#success
113 reads
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
26th Nov 2023 6:14pm
26th Nov 2023 6:14pm
what really matters most
the only things in life one really
needs is food, shelter, a self
directed purpose and a few
friends as honest and direct
as an arrow launched from a
bow into the bullseye of your
heart
needs is food, shelter, a self
directed purpose and a few
friends as honest and direct
as an arrow launched from a
bow into the bullseye of your
heart
#responsibility
152 reads
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 7:17pm
19th Nov 2023 7:17pm
Men
Amazing men
Ever-blazing men
They go through dens
To meet those ends
Yes, I tread with classic men
Men who defend... those with less
Not them... who lay in bed
Till the clock struck ten
No, not every men
Just friendly men
Cos' men with messy heads......
I don't trend with them
I'm talking non-breaking men
Not lazyish men
Men whose hench....
's to fend off fiendish fiend
Ever-blazing men
They go through dens
To meet those ends
Yes, I tread with classic men
Men who defend... those with less
Not them... who lay in bed
Till the clock struck ten
No, not every men
Just friendly men
Cos' men with messy heads......
I don't trend with them
I'm talking non-breaking men
Not lazyish men
Men whose hench....
's to fend off fiendish fiend
#strength
#men
#friendship
#respect
#responsibility
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Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
18th Nov 2023 12:57pm
18th Nov 2023 12:57pm
ARE PEOPLE EQUAL?
ARE PEOPLE EQUAL?
Where are the people who see life
is full of charm that's crime to waste?
There is something hidden somewhere
that makes a person satisfied.
But where is that most obscure gem
and how can we advance to it?
So few can know. It's well concealed,
but it will cheer who finds that wealth..
The jewel's your effect on men,
and making them so pleased with selves.
Look for this target that quite few
can find and practise on mankind.
A lot of people are...
Where are the people who see life
is full of charm that's crime to waste?
There is something hidden somewhere
that makes a person satisfied.
But where is that most obscure gem
and how can we advance to it?
So few can know. It's well concealed,
but it will cheer who finds that wealth..
The jewel's your effect on men,
and making them so pleased with selves.
Look for this target that quite few
can find and practise on mankind.
A lot of people are...
#responsibility
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scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
15th Nov 2023 3:52pm
15th Nov 2023 3:52pm
The Gray
I think about the things that we used to be
drifting away through the stars; just a memory
they're never far, but I'll never feel him close to me
I revisit the ruined corridors of my mind
and weep for the love lost between the cracks
I assisted in the poisoning of our innocence
crushed beneath the weight of my own sin
pulled to the sound of my children's laughter
I cry on the floor of an abandoned nursery
the face of blame has found a place upon me
waiting until the smoldering embers had died
when I am all that remains...
drifting away through the stars; just a memory
they're never far, but I'll never feel him close to me
I revisit the ruined corridors of my mind
and weep for the love lost between the cracks
I assisted in the poisoning of our innocence
crushed beneath the weight of my own sin
pulled to the sound of my children's laughter
I cry on the floor of an abandoned nursery
the face of blame has found a place upon me
waiting until the smoldering embers had died
when I am all that remains...
#grief
#memories
#honesty
#SelfReflection
#responsibility
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