His name was Dan but most called him “snake”,
we listened intently to each thing that he spake.
His voice would croak,
and that is no joke,
Because he was different we thought him a flake.
Oh ye mighty hurricane, storm, or gale,
I cannot say, that I can e'er endorse
the means by which you make your will prevail,
depending as you do upon your force.
Indeed, you just destroy the young and frail,
as your wild, brutal tempest runs its course.
Young tender saplings grow into strong trees
'neith the sun, swaying in a gentle breeze.
Youth mentor with a message to convey,
do you find that your voice is growing tired?
Your heavy-handed tactics will not sway?
The odd way we human beings are wired,
it's joy to help a child find her own way,
and so, I've rhetorically inquired,
"What's more effective than a harsh command?"
- the gentle guidance of a helping hand.
"The more in science we advance,
The more do we grow," you say;
Still, Nature's love, abundance
Forgive us all in every way.
She lessons us to endure
Just like the green grasses do;
We, humans, can't all ensure;
We fail to remain pure and true.
Time's supposed to take all away;
She teaches all how to accept;
Rise and fall, the night and the day
Pass on, as per the global concept.
I can't breathe, I run, I run
In the lap of Nature;
"There'll be the moon and the sun,"
Tells me the Great Teacher.
Life must, must have turns and bends;
Life gifts us melody;
My frail heart now comprehends
There must be threnody.
Teach them how to discern and learn,
Don’t leave them helpless to crash and burn.
Teaching them just content, they learn it your way.
Teach them the process of learning today,
You give them a lifetime of learning every day.
We all build our castles from sand
Only to expect them to be lasting
You will never see the faces to smile
After your victory is measured by forever.
From the moment you should walk away
To the end of the road you have taken
It's your heart and soul this is your chance
The light is your opinion of good people
We need to be a caring person above all
Where all of us are perfect only once.
Sent to us like a challenge for life.
Revealed as just words of wisdom.
God and the dogs alike will never forget
The injustice of men who lie as they breathe.
You start to look through another pair of glasses
If you lacked any experience, life has offered you classes
You learn from your past failures and successes
You've become wiser while your heart has grown restless
What entertained you before, now irritates you somehow
Things that made you laugh, you shake your head at now
You now see the pitiful state of each generation
You're no longer too busy to enjoy God's creation
The questions you asked in the past are now asked of you
Youngsters are now coming to you asking what to do
Different ones are coming to you for loving advice
Helping them not make the same mistakes twice
As you get older it seem to benefit you and others
When it comes to experience its like you play the mother
O brilliant son of the desert,
You rose through the maze of your House
With precision sharper than a blade.
The future trembles beneath your feet—
But power, untempered by wisdom,
Is a fire that devours its bearer.
Do not chase the glory of empires too fast.
Rome was not built in one day—
And neither shall a just Arabia.
You cannot serve two masters:
The West with its silver tongue,
And your people, whose eyes still hunger.
Choose neutrality not as weakness,
But as strategy.
Your true legacy lies not in gold towers,
But in lifting the soul of your nation.
Forsake not your brother, Iran.
To unite the Crescent is to raise a new dawn.
The blood of Gaza weeps through the sand,
And every drop asks:
"Where is our brother?"
Sunni, Shia, Sufi—one people,
Divided by politics, not by God.
To unite them is to write your name beside kings,
To divide them is to sow your own ruin.
Beware the advisors with smiles from Tel Aviv
And tongues sharpened in Washington.
They do not dream for you—
They only use your night to hide their shadow.
The Middle East can rise again,
But only if you learn this truth:
Real power is not feared,
It is trusted.
Poetry Form: Limerick
Sponsor: Joseph May
Date: June 14, 2025
A crow on a wire watched me cry,
He cawed at the clouds in the sky.
“You break, then you mend,
But the hurt doesn’t end—
Just learn how to smile when you lie.”
Are nasty words used to express emotions to a heighten degree
Am i suppose to understand you any more than you understand me
Vocabulary words isn't hard to learn and to use
I can use words that aren't so nasty and still blow a fuse
Stand up comedy isn't the same due to foul language
When it comes to being professional how do you manage
I know God confused the languages but it cant be that bad
The fact you cant find better words is completely sad
It would upset you if your child imitated that
The bad behavior parents display even the good words they lack
Isn't this world ugly and nasty enough
Do you really need foul language for someone to call your bluff
Your grandma would attempt to wash your mouth out with soap
Such language puts you and the devil in the same boat
Find a better way of trying to express your pain, anger and commotion
So every person would be impressed and understand your emotion.
Quiet Companion
I’ll lead you
toward your light—
with my shadow
by your side
Remember, please,
as you reach your goal,
step gently—
you walk on my soul
,Little Rainy Drops of Wisdom,
BLossoming flowers like sharing wisdom.
Morning drops showering learners with new knowledge.
Devine Dove shaping future experts.
By Erastus "Popyeny" Shipuleni @April 2025
I was grateful for the love of family and friends
But I was longing to hear your voice just once again
Then I came upon a box that I had not seen
There was a note that read ‘just a few keepsakes to you-from me’
I would recognize that handwriting anywhere
It was from you, my beloved my dear
I carefully opened it--not knowing what I would see
The box opened easily without a need for a key
I peered into the box
At first, I was a bit confused
Was this one of your jokes?
Or were these things really to be used?
There were:
Glasses – to help me to look for the best
A blindfold – to assist me in overlooking the rest
Some glue – to remind me not to be broken apart
A doorknob – to keep open the door to my heart
A glove – to incite me to offer a hand when I observe a fall
A ladder – to provide me with the vision to help others stand tall
I closed the box but promised to open it again
Whenever I missed the voice of my mentor and friend
Through shifting tides and skies of gray,
One light remained to guide my way.
Through storms and trials, you stayed by my side,
Whichever place, whichever time.
No fleeting love, no passing phase,
A bond that warmed my darkest days.
No matter the chaos, the pain or the fight,
You are my anchor, my shining light.
She grew up with a father’s name,
But felt alone, though not to blame.
They loved the celebrity, not her true self,
A child just wanting friendship past wealth.
Music runs through us, a timeless stream,
From my father's sax to the songs you dream.
The melodies play, but it's more than just sound,
In our hearts, this rhythm is always found.
In every chord, she found her way,
A friend in music, where thoughts could stay.
With every note, her soul would sing,
A dream to make her own life ring.
She stepped from the shadow, so vast and wide,
She found her way, with music to guide.
With every step, she claimed her name,
A woman now, not just part of fame.
Fear not the countless stars that light the sky,
For many naysayers still will deny.
Find them a place where they must stay away,
The clouds will part, your star will shine today.
Each star, a lone pattern in glow and gleam.
So nothing dims its light or halts its dream.
The clouds hold space to cradle your surprise,
For many reasons, your star has to rise.
Just know your star must shine despite the dark,
A mentor great in knowledge lights a spark,
Ignites a flame no force can quench or tame,
Its glow entrenched beyond all doubt or shame.
Let not the winds of fear obscure your way,
For dawn will break to bring a brighter day.
Hold firm to dreams, let courage be your guide,
With steadfast hope, your light will gleam and glide.
Take heart! There is nothing more grand
than to hold a little one's hand.
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