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.
Lozzamus
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 9:01pm
17th Jan 2025 9:01pm
Secrets - A Tense Conversation
We sit on the car park wall opposite Gordon's studio flat. The night air has a calming effect that leaves me exhausted, although perspiration continues to stream from my forehead and down my face, soaking my jumper and t-shirt. I take off my jacket, place it by my feet. Seeing this, Gordon gives a nervous laugh.
'Hey, peace man. No hard feelings. I hope you're not going to ask me to fight you.'
'No,' I say.
'That's good 'cos I don't fight mates.'
Tiny stars dance before my eyes. I feel dizzy, as if my blood pressure's dropped suddenly....
'Hey, peace man. No hard feelings. I hope you're not going to ask me to fight you.'
'No,' I say.
'That's good 'cos I don't fight mates.'
Tiny stars dance before my eyes. I feel dizzy, as if my blood pressure's dropped suddenly....
#friendship
#memories
#mystery #risk
#mystery #risk
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3 Comments
Glaxian
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 2:22am
16th Jan 2025 2:22am
Final countdown
Killing field in party town nothing sacred burn it down
Loot the stores, burn the cop cars innocence lost in this town
Drug wars spill in off the street into a little girls sleep
Wars are fought and mothers weep for the sons poured out too cheap
Planes and cars and murder vests to fill the quotas of death
Theft and murder rule the streets that pay the price of our meth
Children die before they are born to parents having fun
Wealthy rapist, name over the door, caught in the long run
Broken promises, lies and deceit it's just...
Loot the stores, burn the cop cars innocence lost in this town
Drug wars spill in off the street into a little girls sleep
Wars are fought and mothers weep for the sons poured out too cheap
Planes and cars and murder vests to fill the quotas of death
Theft and murder rule the streets that pay the price of our meth
Children die before they are born to parents having fun
Wealthy rapist, name over the door, caught in the long run
Broken promises, lies and deceit it's just...
#apocalypse
#dystopian
#freedom
#frustration
#risk
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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
149 reads
30 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
177 reads
31 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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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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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
157 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
93 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
173 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
78 reads
5 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 1:25am
5th Dec 2024 1:25am
Risk
#drugs
#risk
#SelfReflection
57 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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