Surrender by P.E.Ralph

Will that sardine ever give in ?
Nah ! Unless he feels trapped in that tin !

Our cute acorn will only ever cede
If a root and shoot shatter our little baby seed.

Germs ? They oppose the health-warnings of mums...
And then poor little baby sucks thumbs and succumbs !

Listen... no BANKER will EVER submit...
Except when the fan by the BROWN-stuff gets hit.

If AL-CAPONE had found A.A. one dark night,
Even AL COHOL would have lost the title fight !

Even STARKEST DARKNESS --- Prince Power Himself --- will resign
When one miniscule candle determines the time;
But that same candle's flame could become self-extinguished,
Burning oxygen's life 'till that, too,is relinquished,
Turning what one might count as world-war's valedictory
Into what might amount to bell-jar's Pyrric victory.

Goose-steps that beat France ? Doomed to yield
To Stalingrad's frost-bitten field !
Now... Napoleon could rule from a boat,
But could not make St. Helena float !

Those Romans ?
Trust in fire ! The sword !
Eagle's Ego !+
Lute and lyre can't afford...
Romans,PLEASE go !

Roman gods left thier nail-holes in feet of defeat;
But --- far from obscene --- was One God's unseen feat.

Surrender by Anon

Surrender

Give yourself up
to the wafting of the breeze;
throw yourself upon the mercies
of the vibrant pastel azure
of the sky in any,in every,season in either hemisphere.
By goat or crab it has no matter,no meaning
but how it is interpreted.The granite blue of deepest despair
or the baby blue of a new-borns milky sock.
Turbulent sea can represent passion,not only
indecision;can show the tempestuousness of
a lovers lusty indiscretions or the
torrid intertwining of a scalene
menage a trois.
Relinquishing all before the planes of
nature: feel the cold sea on your naked flesh;
taste the kamikaze-rain;witness
the murders of the sky as our star
wakes and sleeps;inhale the perfume
of blossom,of trees,of fauna; hear
the cries of every specimen of
creature in existance.
And marvel.
Surrender.

Surrender by Ambrose

Stretched at the limit
Breathless in the air
Coming to term
Weakening
Close to surrender

Knowing your opponent
Cracking the mind game
Momentarily let it go
Tactfully
Choosing to surrender

With sophisticated weaponry
Not invited to the battlefield
Chasing imaginary enemies
At the end
Forced to surrender

Not by virtue
Submitting to the best
Neither a sign of weakness
Only by love
Convenient to surrender

Like a river on its course
Obstacles on its path
Flexible all the way
Winning
Ignoring to surrender

That irresistible smile
From the world’s child
In shared destiny
Falling for it
Never to surrender

Surrender by Justine Mclaughlin

Never

I surrender
To the stars
The Moon
Even to the earth
But I wont do that
I surrender
To the plants
The flowers
Even to the insects
But I wont do that
I surrender
To the clouds
The sky
Even to the birds
But I wont do that
I surrender
To the spirits
To the gods
Even to the fairies
But I wont do that
I surrender
To jealousy
To guilt
Even to love
I surrender
To anger
To disappointment
And even to lust
I surrender to kisses
To rage
To joy
Even to fear
I surrender
To hope
To pleasure
To courage
I surrender
I surrender
To awe
To pride
Even to sadness
To joy
To love And even to happiness

Surrender by Aaron Flynn

Surrender

Give yourself up
to the wafting of the breeze;
throw yourself upon the mercies
of the vibrant pastel azure
of the sky in any, in every, season in either hemisphere.
By goat or crab it has no matter, no meaning
but how it is interpreted. The granite blue of deepest despair
or the baby blue of a new-borns milky sock.
Turbulent sea can represent passion, not only
indecision; can show the tempestuousness of
a lovers lusty indiscretions or the
torrid intertwining of a scalene
ménage a trois.
Relinquish all before the planes of
nature: feel the cold sea on your naked flesh;
taste the kamikaze-rain; witness
the murders of the sky as our star
wakes and sleeps; inhale the perfume
of blossom, of trees, of fauna; hear
the cries of every specimen of
creature in existence.
And marvel.
Surrender.

Surrender- by Danny Teller

Not surrendering to the pressure

By Danny Teller

I am a compassionate man, I don’t like to surrender to anything
I am an understanding man, I hear the word of surrender but I never give up.
I am a patient man but I don’t surrender no matter how tough the challenge is.
I am a humble man and no matter how the odds are against me I don’t surrender or lose hope.
Surrender is a weak sign of hope, it’s a weak sign of patience, and it’s a sign of no faith.
Surrender indicates giving up without trying and that is a poor quality.
I never surrender, I never surrender to the theme of a challenge, and it’s the theme of surrender which challenges me to succeed even more.
With grit and determination the theme of surrender is a challenge never to be undermined and respected in all d

Surrender by simon sylvester

The first ever morning after
simon sylvester

On a kitchen chair,
she drinks tea, puts on lipstick.

This is how demigods
sit on kitchen chairs this
is what a muse looks like
the morning after, relaxed
in leather jackets
and
cut off shorts, yesterday’s vests and
a cigarette burns in her mouth the
scarlet
smashed against her skin.

The shorts were discarded
kicked away onto the carpet
firm tan legs wrapped
around my hips
bone to bone, lips to
lips, eyeliner, dream lover,
we ground against each other.

Her sweat is my sweat
beaded and boiled
her cotton knickers
still sticky and soiled
in my bag I
rub them
between my little fingers
unseen in the bag she
wears a pair of mine instead we
are the same size we
shared the same bed
our lips stained
the same cigarette,
our lipstick grease on lips and legs,
drunken, I begged, she licked,
her tongue darts out
kitten pink
that sunrise fractured in the wine
beside my bed
her one hand, squeezing hold of both of mine
the other, short with painted nails,
forced between my parted legs.

Stop don’t
stop come
forever don’t
stop her
tongue slips between lips
salty and sweaty and
I fall in love as she leaves me forever on my first ever morning after.

Surrender by Ambrose

Stretched at the limit
Breathless in the air
Coming to term
Weakening
Close to surrender

Knowing your opponent
Cracking the mind game
Momentarily let it go
Tactfully
Choosing to surrender

With sophisticated weaponry
Not invited to the battlefield
Chasing imaginary enemies
At the end
Forced to surrender

Not by virtue
Submitting to the best
Neither a sign of weakness
Only by love
Convenient to surrender

Like a river on its course
Obstacles on its path
Flexible all the way
Winning
Ignoring to surrender

That irresistible smile
From the world’s child
In shared destiny
Falling for it
Never to surrender