Poems about Risk
#risk
Poems about risk, here you'll find poetry about taking risks and exposing ourselves to dangerous situations. Poems about risking danger or harm, along with poetry about putting our emotions on the line.
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 10:24pm
10th Jan 2025 10:24pm
Training Mission South Pole
Stationed off the grid
Population under 50
CIA comrades
Hookers wearing a wire
Granola with Wild Turkey 101
Booting Heroin speedballs
A life we chose
Exile from normal
No filter
Penguin Bar after dark
No cover
Juke box takes coins only
Black night
No stars
The color of salvation
BBQ with the enemy tonight
Tomorrow is cancelled
Population under 50
CIA comrades
Hookers wearing a wire
Granola with Wild Turkey 101
Booting Heroin speedballs
A life we chose
Exile from normal
No filter
Penguin Bar after dark
No cover
Juke box takes coins only
Black night
No stars
The color of salvation
BBQ with the enemy tonight
Tomorrow is cancelled
#philosophical
#risk
#StreamOfConsciousness
#ThrillSeeking
#war
104 reads
26 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 5:39pm
29th Dec 2024 5:39pm
Strung Out
No
Not me
I’m pretty innocent
No drugs
Alcohol sparingly
Weird sex needs
But
Seriously
If it’s not weird
Who needs it ?
Not me
I’m pretty innocent
No drugs
Alcohol sparingly
Weird sex needs
But
Seriously
If it’s not weird
Who needs it ?
#art
#risk
#sex #ThrillSeeking
#sex #ThrillSeeking
143 reads
29 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 12:13pm
27th Dec 2024 12:13pm
Secrets - Freddy
The gym in Burrington draws me back and I go to see Gordon Day again. We arrange to get together for a drink at the weekend. Mel's far from happy when I tell her, especially as I promised her I wouldn't. Hoping to calm things, I take her and Robert out for dinner on Friday evening, sticking to soft drinks so she can enjoy a glass or two of wine with her pasta dish, but I can see she's concerned (and annoyed too) over my renewed contact with Gordon.
Saturday, we spend most of the day rambling near the hilly mill town of Hebden Bridge. The weather's warm and windy. Sunlight trickles...
Saturday, we spend most of the day rambling near the hilly mill town of Hebden Bridge. The weather's warm and windy. Sunlight trickles...
#friendship
#mystery
#risk
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0 Comments
ClassyBird
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 1:01pm
26th Dec 2024 1:01pm
The Road Between Us
The road winds dark, the night stretched wide,
The moon half-lit, a secret to hide.
Its glow spills faint, a silver trace,
Highlighting tension they dared not face.
He drives with ease, long fingers tight,
Dreadlocks swaying in pale moonlight.
That scent of his—spice, musk, and air—
Wraps around her, pulls her unaware.
She sits upright, her badge a shield,
Yet her thoughts betray what her heart conceals.
Thick thighs shift, her breath runs thin,
She fights the storm that stirs within.
Ahead, the road comes to a...
The moon half-lit, a secret to hide.
Its glow spills faint, a silver trace,
Highlighting tension they dared not face.
He drives with ease, long fingers tight,
Dreadlocks swaying in pale moonlight.
That scent of his—spice, musk, and air—
Wraps around her, pulls her unaware.
She sits upright, her badge a shield,
Yet her thoughts betray what her heart conceals.
Thick thighs shift, her breath runs thin,
She fights the storm that stirs within.
Ahead, the road comes to a...
#FallingInLove
#risk
#ThrillSeeking
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0 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 6:20pm
18th Dec 2024 6:20pm
New York City ..Wear Black
On the Q train this morning
Taking note
Everyone wearing some black
I'm in all Black
Head to toe
Pretty common
A word of warning
You should wear black
If you don't
You're seen as a tourist
Could get you mugged
Or worse
Taking note
Everyone wearing some black
I'm in all Black
Head to toe
Pretty common
A word of warning
You should wear black
If you don't
You're seen as a tourist
Could get you mugged
Or worse
#honesty
#PopCulture
#risk #TruthOfLife
#risk #TruthOfLife
125 reads
28 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 11:55am
14th Dec 2024 11:55am
Secrets - Haunted
I sleep badly, coming to often in the dark to the sound of banging pipes behind the walls and the night wind. Your mum's words to me at the house on Headersleigh Bridge replay each time I drift off, disturbing me again. You know perfectly well why the police came to see us, Alan. They had news for us. I wander over to the sink for a glass of water and switch on the television, leaving the volume on silent to avoid disturbing Robert. I sit wrapped in an old jacket, shivering. I wish Lana were here. I'm too tired to sleep, too tired to concentrate. I feel old.
I drift off again....
I drift off again....
#memories
#mystery
#risk
79 reads
3 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 3:48pm
9th Dec 2024 3:48pm
Sexual Oxygen
I watch you
Recognition
Need
It's written all over you
Dripping
Sensual carnal desire
The prize is orgasm
Quest
Maddening heights
Mayhem in your loins
There's a price
You haven't paid it yet
Keep breathing lust
Vapor too
I know you
I've lived this
I know how it shakes out
Do you understand ?
Recognition
Need
It's written all over you
Dripping
Sensual carnal desire
The prize is orgasm
Quest
Maddening heights
Mayhem in your loins
There's a price
You haven't paid it yet
Keep breathing lust
Vapor too
I know you
I've lived this
I know how it shakes out
Do you understand ?
#lover
#risk
#temptation
#ThrillSeeking
#TruthOfLife
157 reads
31 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 8:41am
9th Dec 2024 8:41am
Silent - Samantha
By the time I return to The Factory, the hall lights have come back on. I find Mel by the lift, fiddling with a fuse box, but there's no sign of Robert. I'm about to ask why Robert's upstairs on his own when Mel hears my footsteps, turns round and smiles. I nearly take a step back. The woman isn't Mel, just someone who resembles her, more in height than anything else. The girl, about my sister's age, maybe younger, has long dark brown hair and wears a blue top and pair of tight jeans. She has no shoes on. I would imagine she must be freezing.
'Hi there. You're new, aren't you?'...
'Hi there. You're new, aren't you?'...
#mystery
#risk
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5 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 1:25am
5th Dec 2024 1:25am
Risk
#drugs
#risk
#SelfReflection
52 reads
3 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 2:22pm
2nd Dec 2024 2:22pm
Secrets - Vow Of Silence
They say the bike race was my idea, that you and the others would have preferred to stay indoors that August Bank Holiday Monday. In the shade where it was nice and cool. But your mum agreed with me. It's a lovely day, she said, why don't you go out and play in the park before school starts again?
Except I lied, according to the evidence. I suggested the local park; that's true. But once we got out, I came up with the idea of going in the opposite direction, to Whaley Hill. Our parents didn't like us going to Whaley Hill, especially the reservoir at the top. They thought the hill...
Except I lied, according to the evidence. I suggested the local park; that's true. But once we got out, I came up with the idea of going in the opposite direction, to Whaley Hill. Our parents didn't like us going to Whaley Hill, especially the reservoir at the top. They thought the hill...
#childhood
#memories
#mystery #risk
#mystery #risk
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 9:23am
26th Nov 2024 9:23am
Silent - The Dark
Bring back some chocolate anyway. Yes, and some red. If you're having a drink, so am I.'
'Sure.' I give Mel a mock salute and leave, taking the lift down to the ground floor. When I step into the entrance hall, the same creepy silence from earlier greets me, interrupted only by the steady tap of drizzle on the glass dome in the ceiling. I'm standing in darkness. All the lights have gone out. I try one of the switches on the wall. Nothing happens. Odd. For a second or two, I think I hear footsteps on one of the balconies. Light rapid ones.
'Hello?' I call up...
'Sure.' I give Mel a mock salute and leave, taking the lift down to the ground floor. When I step into the entrance hall, the same creepy silence from earlier greets me, interrupted only by the steady tap of drizzle on the glass dome in the ceiling. I'm standing in darkness. All the lights have gone out. I try one of the switches on the wall. Nothing happens. Odd. For a second or two, I think I hear footsteps on one of the balconies. Light rapid ones.
'Hello?' I call up...
#memories
#mystery
#risk
98 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 11:11am
25th Nov 2024 11:11am
You learn from what you initiate
Unlock your eyes
Live to see
There is more
Than you might think
Hold your breath
Vow these words
Patience is the virtue and so if your life
There is no point fighting every hour
There is no point in holding all the power
We're all just gonna get louder and LOUDER
In the end it's just misconnected lies
Trap that myth
Drain your mind
Choose your path
Explore your time
Never give in
Live in sin
You learn from what you initiate
Live to see
There is more
Than you might think
Hold your breath
Vow these words
Patience is the virtue and so if your life
There is no point fighting every hour
There is no point in holding all the power
We're all just gonna get louder and LOUDER
In the end it's just misconnected lies
Trap that myth
Drain your mind
Choose your path
Explore your time
Never give in
Live in sin
You learn from what you initiate
#deception
#lies
#peace
#risk
#TruthOfLife
92 reads
6 Comments
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