"succomb" poems
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A kiss of breath
This delight,
To inhale twilight.
Ride the nightlight to the stars.
To kiss the breath within
each moment
Free from introspection,
doubt and regrets.
It is here, I yearn to dwell.
No fear of neglect.
No fear of offense.
No fear of fear.
Yet, ever vigil,
to a slight variance of mood.
Of circumstance.
Of changes that determine
outcomes and future.
Fear of loss.
Fear of rejection.
Fear of fear.
I succomb to this perception.
Live in accordance
within the rules and structure
that appear to maintain order
to each of my days
Yet I await, with anticipation...
To kiss the breath within
each moment
This delight.
To inhale twilight.
Ride the nightlight to the stars
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Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved.
Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 4:12 AM UTC
****** against the cliff
caught in a vortex
whirlpool of relentless force
pulling me down, down, down
Sound...deafening
Obliterating all sense of direction
I succomb to the waves
****** out, pulled in.
Riptide determined to
pull me under
spared by the mercy
of an upper current that
carries me weightless out and
over the break
Impelled by Grace
greater than the Power at hand
My body finds the sand.
I lie upon the beach,
all fight left behind.
The Ocean claims my strength
No question who has won**
Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 12:26 AM UTC
This delight,
To inhale twilight.
Ride the nightlight to the stars.
To kiss a breath within
each moment
Free from introspection,
doubt and regrets.
It is here, I yearn to dwell.
No fear of neglect.
No fear of offense.
No fear of fear.
Yet, ever vigil,
to a slight variance of mood.
Of circumstance.
Of changes that determine
outcomes and future.
Fear of loss.
Fear of rejection.
Fear of fear.
I succomb to this perception.
Live in accordance
within the rules and structure
that appear to maintain order
to each of my days
Yet I await, with anticipation...
To kiss a breath within
each moment
This delight.
To inhale twilight.
Ride the nightlight to the stars
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
[Verse I:]
I cannot always tend to the love
I’m parched and faded on my own
chasing dreams I can’t get a hold of
crumbling through the journey of the unknown
I'm trying to get out of this hole;
To dig through the other side.
It's out of control, I know
Only thing keeping me strong is pride.
[Chorus:]
I hope love is smaller than this
to grow on its own
bloom in the shade
to be there when I am alone
I’m surrounded, ensnared
smothered from above
make me tiny enough
so I can fit in the love
[Verse II:]
The city is wired so tight, constantly on.
It’s charges weaving patterns I cannot see.
Somedays I fall, I’m nearly gone,
Unable to stay above the waves of electricity.
But the love, can it be wound,
It’s tick humming me to sleep.
Or is it's life so unkind
It would dare leave me incomplete
[Bridge:]
Is love set, ready to chime on command?
Does it sleep with the moon and wake with the sun?
Does is dance with the snow and smile with the bud?
Does it walk a long with death hand in hand?
[Verse III:]
And over time the love can ripen and blush,
and it's vines come peaking out my sleeves,
But until then, can I poke it deep down
into the earth in my chest and just leave.
To just take a sip and have it wake me up
would make me fear for what’s next to come,
But I would lick my lips, getting every drop,
For both of us to jump and succomb.
[Chorus:]
I hope love is smaller than this
to grow on its own
bloom in the shade
to be there when I am alone
I’m surrounded, ensnared
smothered from above
make me tiny enough
so I can fit in the love
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 11:03 AM UTC
****** against the cliff,
caught in a vortex.
Whirlpool of relentless force,
pulling me down, down, down.
Sound...deafening~
Obliterating all sense of direction.
I succomb to the waves.
****** out, pulled in.
Riptide determined to
carry me under.
Spared by the mercy
of an upper current that
carries me weightless out and
over the break.
Impelled by Grace
greater than the Power at hand,
My body finds the sand.
I lie upon the beach,
all fight left behind.
The Ocean claims my strength
No question who has won...**
Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 6:03 AM UTC
The battle rages
He grows weak
The enemy surrounds
His future bleak
His armor heavy
Sword hangs low
Shield has been lost
Anticipating his final blow
Fear does not embrace
Still no hesitation
No sign of rescue
No feeling of deflation
Eyes at the horizon
Feet a sturdy foundation
Hands steady firm
His honor no deviation
He sees it
The end is near
Thoughts race
Everything becomes clear
Face full of mud
Hands filled with gore
Legs drench in sweat
Bones chilled to the core
His voice booms
A deafening roar
He does not hear it
Drowning the surrounding war
He corrects his form
Preparing for glory
He charges forward
No chance to tell his story
Brothers dead or missing
The enemy many strong
The battle is thick
The dead sing a grave song
Charging forward his muscles ache
Sword high with attack
His armor shines dim
Enemy at his front non at his back
The distance closes
Their weapons clash
Ten men to one
Sky rains molten ash
He fights like a lion
Never yielding
His soul like a bear
Never weeping
The fight is long
The melee swift
A beautiful defeat
His soul adrift
Body on ground
He continues the fight
Life begins to drain
Slashing and stabbing with all his might
Alas an answer from above
A voice resounds
You have fought well my son
Angel of death surrounds
Still he fights
No chance of redemption
He fights defeat and death
He will get no exemption
His fiber will not quite
His heart will not die
Even when demanded
He will not comply
Alas he will succomb
His spirit still in power
Fear of all and none
Regardless he will not cower
The final strike
Pieces his heart
Eyes go dark
Body and soul drift apart
Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 10:37 AM UTC
Loneliness is a starved insect with an insatiable hunger.
It clings to anything and everything that is willing to feed it.
Slowly, loneliness starts to overwhelm you,
though it's hunger is very much present.
Loneliness eats at your heart; eats at your soul;
while ravenously ingesting your flickering lights of hope.
By nature, you succomb to it's selfish needs.
Too weak, you're not able to stop feeding it.
Too late, you realize that you were the host to this parasite.
If loneliness consumes you completely,
like it has done with many people before,
It will just desert you and leave your empty shell of a body
and begin to feast on the inside of another poor victim.
Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 5:51 AM UTC
There is beauty in the
fury.
I see colors in the
flame.
Should the chill of winter
and the grey of snowy skies
billow above me,
I will strike a match
and snarl against the shiver.
I would rather drown in
fire
than become consumed in
ice.
I will not succomb to the cold.
I will glow with all the colors of the universe.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 6:32 PM UTC
Open if i never wake from the deepest dreams of more,
Open if I give up, succomb to a roaring seashore,
Open if my eyes give way to darkness, where is the light.
Open if my arms fling down, i have given up the fight.
Open if time passes without a murmur, a wanting or a tune,
Open if I run, I hide, seek solace in the flashing moon.
Open if you no longer feel a yearning for a place in the world.
Open if there are no sounds or encouragement to be heard.
Open if it's hard to swallow, the pain, striking right at the chord.
Open if when the rain stops beating, you still can't find the words.
Open if your mind stops wondering, where and when and how?
Open if the door stays locked through bangs and knocks and rows.
Open if I begin to forget all of my manners, my ways.
Open if we're no longer placing photos in frames, of the better days.
Open if all friends have walked by and you find yourself alone.
Open if worry takes centre stage, know that I'll eventually come home.
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 8:09 AM UTC
Hold fast to
a pillar
as strength ensues
and suffering
will succomb
and lose.
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 12:38 PM UTC
And in the absence of light
The darkness embedded her soul once again
Memories penetrateing her facade of happiness
The scars reflecting her desires
But always hidden among the smiles
Her capture
An invisible man daring to combat every thought, want , need
The only thing left alone
The only reflection that stayed even was
Her persistent parasite
The tilt a whirl of emotion
Numbed by the red slices
But they have ceased to exist due to promises
The tornado of feeling is
Numbed by the cold
The frost bite
Oh how sweet
Take it all away
Because this it won't leave as many scars
The invisible man he can come back when I'm thawed
For an instant in this meaningless life I will be his utter essence
As I succomb to his sweet touch
His immortal being will withdraw
As the cold infiltrates his barracks
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 3:25 PM UTC
I'll be honest in saying,
There's only one person who's come close.
To the euphoric feeling
Enveloping my soul.
The opposite of her.
Giving in to feeling.
I was ok before I wasnt.
I'm not.
I think everyone just needs to leave me alone.
Because I'll never believe you'll stay.
Your lust will last
A mere day.
Throw me in the gutter
I'll wash down the drain.
Never to be heard from again.
I'd rather not exist.
Let my life succomb to substance.
Fade in.
Fade out again.
Living life by playing pretend.
None of this is real.
I don't exist.
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 11:32 PM UTC
Haunting me when I'm weakest
You wrap my heart in icy tendrils
Waiting for me to break and succomb
Your grip is firm yet fleeting
Flighty as the wind direction
Invisible as the sky
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 8:43 PM UTC