by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
analogy, life,
When we were young we loved our fairy tales
A frog could be a prince with just one kiss
Each cloud, a boat where dreamers could set sail
Imagination was the great abyss
Too soon we grew and lost our innocence
Found out that swords are never pulled from stones
That dreams come true but only with expense
And happy ever after's come and gone
Yet some of us still wish upon a star
Believe that rainbows come with pots of gold
Reality is life for most comes hard
And love like water runs both hot and cold
Like you I wish that fairy tales came true
But grown ups know they very seldom do
by Daniel Turner
by Arturo Michael |
Categories:
courage, inspirational, love,
I'm a Warrior
Don't bleed of fear
Armed and ready for battle
Anytime Anywhere
Don't look for trouble
But if trouble be
Skies of lightning and thunder
Strike my enemies
Am a Warrior
No one's too Big
To be cut down and defeated
By Grace of GOD they will
I'm the Warrior
Its win, Win or Die
Stand up for LOVE be not afraid...
Raise Swords up high
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
funny, humor,
I wrote a poem of despair
My hearts been tossed up into the air
She wrote a limerick that was taboo
She made me laugh when I was so blue
Entering stage left was Tim
Writing of past lovers sins in a hymn
It seems that we laugh or we cry
We live, we love, or we die
The three of us, holding poetic swords up high
Throughout the ages we all do fly
No subject goes unspoken
For the freedom of words we've awoken
No battle to long or too fierce
Our duels are true and unrehearsed.
Through blood, sweat and tears
A bond so strong that sweetens the years
All for one and one for all
Let us carry on and have a ball!
by Faye Gibson |
Categories:
growth, love,
Against a browning hill
oak trees' bleeding limbs are stretched;
some drops release to softly fall
some cling to dry encrusted scars.
A few short months and we will walk
beneath the springing trees
marking their swords of thinnest green
stabbing at the stars.
And so, life seasons make their rounds
in nature and in men
the flower wilts, the rose is pruned,
the leaves must fall again.
Everything of lasting worth
contains a seed of loss;
on young love's throbbing circlet
hangs a bitter cross.
We will walk life's lanes together,
cherishing this pain we share
for spring will come tomorrow
and bloom on our despair.
Copyright, November 11, 2014
by Mohammad Yamin |
Categories:
love, passion, night, night,
In summer night when the sky is blue
When in hearts passions ignite
When the clouds shower a sprinkle or two
When desires brighten the darkness of night
When in the skies the stars wink
When butterflies sleep and night bird’s awake
When fountains flow with serenity’s drink
When the sound of breathing, the silence break
When thoughts are dressed in colorful gowns
When the breeze is pregnant with love’s fragrance
When the time in the lake of enchantment drowns
When in ecstasy the whirling Sufis dance
When my soul in agony of despair writhes
When swords of loneliness are out of sheaths
I care not whether false or true
Whisper in my ears, “I love you”
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by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories:
appreciation, dedication, humorous,
Don't cross swords with A Poet Destroyer,
pretentious jousts really do annoy her
Her weapon of choice: a crossbow or a saber
she'll Cupid your mind, turn your rhymes to confetti paper
Dedicated to Poet Destroyer for being the first one to welcome the Romantic Warrior to the Poetry Soup community. Much love to you.
by John Watt |
Categories:
first love, loss, lost love, love hurts, sad,
I write of two-edged swords (that tired clichè)
as though this modern boy knew hilt from blade;
as if I had been taught of true swordplay,
not learned from movies Errol Flynn had made.
But plainly put, things work more than one way:
the lake that offers joy can also drown,
the sun that melts the wax can harden clay,
the fire that heats the meal burns houses down.
A hammer is adept at building things,
though hammer's claw might tear the same apart.
The kiss that first gave freedom to love's wings,
when given to another, broke my heart.
Two-edged clichès may give the reader pause -
I know firsthand the damage they can cause.
written 30 Apr 2022
by Winged Warrior |
Categories:
dream, loneliness, lost love,
Oh,
My love…
Where hath thy,
Gone? In deeper,
Sorrows where slings, arrows, and swords are drawn…
For I will love thy ways forever still,
In foolish dreams…
Love doth spill,
Beyond…
Streams.
April.24.2019
Tetractys This Poetry
Sponsored by: Charles Messina
A Tetractys poem can be done a few different ways. It is a 5 line poem with the 1st line having one syllable, the 2nd line two syllables, the 3rd line three syllables, the 4th line four syllables and the 5th line 10 syllables (1,2,3,4, 10) You may also do this in reverse (10,4,3,2,1) or a double Tetractys (1,2,3,4,10, 10,4,3,2,1)...See Charles example ("So Precious Is Love")
Placed 1'st...Thank you
by Brandon Carter |
Categories:
allusion, america, beauty, girlfriend, love, sexy, voyage,
Written July 22, 2015
Hey Magellan
Land your ships on the shore
See what the natives have in store
Too bad
Nothing left to explore
The world's been found
Over and over
Before
Here the natives don't wield knives and swords
They're armed with computers
You're in their data store
See, they saw you coming
Before you left your shore
Just like I said, Magellan
Nothing left to explore
by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories:
history, life, love, people, social, time, war,
Submissive squire on his foot
Helping his best knight, to put
On the weapons o’ not so cute
Beautified horses galloping,
The sharpen swords clanging,
And wooden poles jousting,
While this beauty, mocks by tear,
Huddling, silently, in her own fear
Because of her one and only dear
For her love,
She prays of-
“Use the speed o’ thy eyes, oh knight o’ mine
For a love to dwell, forever, in arms o’ thine!”
by P.S. Awtry |
Categories:
hate, love,
Everyone agrees ‘tis better to love than hate
Until Hate marches in the street naked
and seduces
the unguarded.
It assures us we’re just to despise the hateful.
They must be conquered whatever the cost.
Sharpen your swords! The vile haters await!
Shine your shields of righteousness! Loathsome are the wrong!
Wisdom speaks to hearts still tender,
Can hate be defeated this way?
Love the hateful,
and win the war.
March 3, 2021
by Betty Bateson |
Categories:
betrayal, emotions, love hurts,
blinded by such a beautiful liar
she fell hard for his charming lies
words falling from a sweet mouth
took her places she dreamed
helped her rise from darkness
lifting her high
to soar in the clouds
amazing feelings stir
as he lures her into him
her instincts sharpen
with few words spoken
pain is realized
taking her down
a million swords strike
showing his sly self
as he sits right next to her
breaking her heart
by Mike Beard |
Categories:
fantasy, love, passion, people, poetry, romantic, truth,
Upon a time, a story once composed.
Across the pages dancing letters waltz.
Met eyes. Together, him and her apposed.
The villain, against them, inflict assaults.
It leaves us guessing, due to twists and turns.
However, does the hero save the girl?
Distressing times until the girl returns.
A fight against a dragon, swords unfurl.
Heroic. Saves the girl, and dragon slain.
Afraid no longer. Village folk’s delight.
Wedding. Love is true. Continue to reign.
Espoused, and she is pregnant. Future bright.
Life is less a book, and scripts offhanded.
Plotless stories. Rules unwritten. Candid.
by Bolaji Ramos |
Categories:
bereavement, best friend, boyfriend, girlfriend, inspirational, love, love hurts,
THOSE WORDS
Those words I spoke to you were true
This day of confusion we shall not rue.
In shyness you drove away your eyes from mine
As I spoke with guilt of mine not thine.
Those words captured nights we drove aloft
With dead people around me and around your cot.
I held your heart in my cup of words
And I demanded your judgment to be passed with swords.
Not even this sonnet can this day capture
I spoke the gospel truth, damning even rapture.
With my arrow of sorrow against your heart
I still learnt there be something you hide
Though I condemn my disappointing act
Your hide is still driving my wheel as a tide.
Bolaji Ramos
by Robert Heemstra |
Categories:
flower, freedom, words,
What happens to those words we never say?
Many times words are left on tip of tongue
for some love is the hardest word to say
forgotten like thoughts and songs never sung
yet our minds remember it all so clear
instead of words we remained silent
as maturity grows erases fear
a few not said words may be violent
being able to speak truly a gift
words of kindness comes and goes straight from heart
a few kind words can give spirits a lift
and some words can tear someone’s heart apart
keep in mind actions speak louder than words
reach for those flowers instead of those swords
by Aditi Sheemar |
Categories:
anger, emotions, rude, sad love, strength, war,
One must learn to thrive
Three years of perseverance
Two now pleaded lenience
Three bleeding hearts…. what about the scars, she could never discard?
Everything is fair in love and war; two swords do not fit into one scabbard.
(Thrive on-HC)
27/2/19
Charliekucoup Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: charles messina
by Sourabh Singh |
Categories:
adventure, cheer up, emotions, fantasy, hilarious, imagination, vacation,
Afloat laid back
On the surging waves
In the ocean of love
‘O’ mermaids of ecstasy
Relish the bliss
In drapes of darkness
Like diamond studs
‘O’ fireflies of hope
Flap your jovial wings
Twinkle the fervency
White body of silk-cotton
Electric swords in bosom
‘O’ clouds of desire
Do rain in drops
Drench the facade of affection
Warm embrace around trellis
Amid tender foliage of caress
Pair of sparrows sharing beaks
‘O’ pistils of blush
Shower the fragrance
Flush the ambiance
by Luke Stashak |
Categories:
art, august, beauty, bible, lost love, sad, violence,
For shall the almighty dance with wickedness
Freasting darkness solidifies clashing swords
Forsaking us illuminates our lust for fulfillment
Attributes for grace heightens desolation’s plot
Fiend mends the holy terror back to life
Your gracefulness is deafening to us sinners
Exuberant romance awaken golden hour twilight
Lightlessness fuel starts to shed our midnight skins,
Letting us rejoice among the self-righteousness waters
Perplexing there was no storm in the Lords
Storms among harts in airlings wings has forsaken ourselves
by Robert Lindley |
Categories:
abuse, betrayal, lost love, love hurts, moving on, recovery from, thanksgiving,
Her Heart Thaws
Ice crystals in her heart soon departed
as she met another very broken hearted
Gentle man destroyed by very dark witch
untrue to feed her gigantic greedy itch
Now bloody swords have been withdrawn
sun emerges, wind sings a sweet song
Old scars vanishing without a trace
smiles sprouting upon each happy face
Scales of justice now right old wrongs
joys spring forth in melodies and songs
Life rewards those that seek true love
with sweet blesses from the heaven above
Robert J. Lindley, 09-02-2014
by Anuj Ghimire |
Categories:
love
With a silent smile from the
Morning sun
I've rented a heart to
Shelter for
Floating above
The
Clear blue skies
With a view below
Stunning scene
But the picture
Here speaks louder than words
The previous precious face
Pierces harder than swords
The morning sun
Makes old memories fresh
Drying away the tears
Leaving stains on my face
by CayCay Jennings |
Categories:
conflict, father daughter, romance,
As a certified, bona fide woman of a grown-up sixteen,
she light-stepped with grace thru the baroque castle.
She wanted to tell her Father of the déjà vu she gleaned
at last night’s élan party scene with a man who dazzled.
She gave her fantasies carte blanche to freely travel
for she was but a love dilettante, still romance green
and unsure what her anomaly feelings could mean.
She found the King, Father, leaning on an avant-garde mantel,
his manner ennui, despite the cacophony of swords at cavil.
Knowing her, he said, "No talk of new suiters, many already battle."
... CayCay Jennings
January 25, 2018
by Dalia Shahein |
Categories:
christmas, happiness, holiday, love,
Merry Christmas for you all
Ready to play when snow starts to fall ?
Merry Christmas for you out there
Today we're gonna spread love and care
Merry Christmas for every one who reads my words
Let's stop all the battles , let's threw our swords
Merry Christmas for everybody's here
I wish you a happy Christmas whether you were far or near
Let's get around the fire place and sing Christmas song
Let's light up Christmas tree and come along
So happy Christmas for everyone, merry Christmas for you all
Let's forget about our sorrows and play with snow when it starts to fall
Note : I've meant with swords not only weapons but also hurting and painful words...
by Gael Attal |
Categories:
devotion, happiness, imagination, life, love, nature, passionlove,
They say that love is like a rose
That stems to scrape the scattered sky.
But in their poetry and prose
They always fail to specify
The nature of the soil from which
A flower budding upwards flows.
A fissure of alluvium, rich;
A sylvan tower from it grows.
My love pertains to more than just
The stem, the thorns, the lovely rose.
My love for soil and ash and dust
And grass on which I may repose
Is just as swift as that towards
The bud. So then let me propose
To fit ourselves with pens not swords
And wallow in the verdant rows,
The world to which I am attached.
And that profound devotion knows
My love to my beloved’s matched.
by Wendy Rycroft |
Categories:
poems,
Whatever your indifference,
Put away your swords,
Revenge has never been sweet,
Don’t dress it up,
Or justify it,
Life is so precious,
Everybody has a right to live,
We are the civilized,
The educated,
With understanding,
A people who fought for peace,
And equal rights,
From enslavement and bondage,
Our forefathers lost their lives,
In the name of freedom,
Their blood cries out,
Don’t let it be in vain,
Learn to love one another,
Putting down weapons,
Violence no longer belongs,
In our new world,
Only love and forgiveness,
Where the lion,
Lays down with the lamb,
And free people,
Are brothers.
19/01/2017
by Sean Rackley |
Categories:
angel, bible, wine,
Some carry swords
All praise the Lord
Warriors, messengers,
Ministers all
Others are tasked
With opening casks
And dipping out
Glorious new wine
They splash and toss
But not a drop is lost
Heart laughter and joy ensue
Holy rolling winebibbers
Joy unspeakable
Love receivable
Drunken stupor?
No, filled with light to shine