More twists in some tales,
peak and trough, allied suspense,
layers of intrigue,
which kept one fixed to the page,
gotcha end plot a bonus.
372.
The Prayer of a Warrior's Heir
Oh Father God, this is the best time to make me a millionaire
This is the greatest moment to be merciful & fair
Merciful to the one being thrown into lion's lair
Fair to the one who cannot escape the snare
Consider this not a temptation nor dare
So with Thy miracles, I can gloriously share!!!
Listen to the Prayer of a Warrior's Heir
The grandson of a soldier allied to those with golden hair
Whose national emblem is still under our care
For their country's our jewel so precious & rare
Whose relation with ours no one can impair
Although our system is corrupt & unfair
Prices going up from veggies to fare
Stomachs are empty, pockets are bare
Yet the aristocrats' banks eternally glare
Glaring with gold they're reluctant to share
Where is your Christianity? Where is your care?
-07/11/2015
(Dumarao)
*My Prayer Poems for Ultimate Victory Collection
Myopic muddle
as beauty swirls
hues of heaven
yet bypasses
static statues that
pose as sentient
beings beknighted
dawn’s divine dream
seen as bland mirror
on ebbing eyewash
cathartic colour is
a universal uplift
even for low level
lustrous earth dweller
Immersed in skewed slant
I bandy icicled retort
as though taut timing
ever swayed rigid
stone age postures
elysian echo a speck
in azurite caves
to auditory aloofness
allied to blinkered
whim ‘s wanton
plight with dull
and dim twist
dispersed among
trivial terrains
alienation personified
vessel vacuous and void
rehabilitation of
the wayward faculty
a burst balloon blip
outsider ostracised
from gilded gardens
and sumptuous bloom
of ripe recrudescence
still limp laggard
on hackneyed cue
might yet stumble on
the fig of wakening
A SENSE OF WONDER-:-
disparate
varying
elements
compositional
principles
allied TO IMAGINATION
compromised
floral
personified
literally
marginalised
in a SINGLE HUE
illustrative
tonal
valued
selective
motifs
To take things in stride,
One must simply decide
To let nervousness slide
And just chill.
If these rules are applied
And no planets collide,
Then what might be implied
Likely will
Keep one feeling supplied
With the skills to abide
By life’s customs, which guide
People still.
I have never denied
Nor have I ever lied
About lacking the pride
To fulfill
Life’s demands while allied
With some Zen bona fide
But I can’t, though I’ve tried,
Learn the drill.
On a cold, chilly October autumn street,
One can watch bright coloured twirling leafs,
and the prompt urban wanders who walk on them,
you’d yearn to engage with these throngs at least,
how they might unravel a facade or two in sequence,
quite often on many occasions I imagine their stories,
If I only had the gumption to speak to them,
whirl pool rain and storms indeed might be a hindrance,
wind allied to drizzle an incentive to cafe caper refuge,
a general overall dampness, wet, drizzle, grey skies,
Predictable intrusion of the normal outlet that rambling obviously is,
instant topic to dwell on covering a wide range therein,
seasons have such insole penchant for moulding outlook,
symbolism is mine to grasp and expand on foot,
pavement as a slippy shivery theatrical perilous stage,
It can be perceived as home to the shrewd adaptable speaker,
actor, actress, character, playwright,
audience,
will the earnest crisp daylight morning fall fodder dominate?
as I boldly essay an impromptu unrehearsed passage in situ,
yet silent thoughtful conversation has already composed the script
May peace reign under these three colours?
That the nazis fell to.' America Russia and
allied flags showing the whole world'
The same three colours, that saw us all through'
Here i invoke Christian values and vision.'
That have endured..Where these banners flew
True...As no traitor to freedom.' I lift the colours
Up too.! I stand for liberty and freedom..Now
Now what say all of you.?
A strange autumn this, with its closed fisted,
hollow fruitfulness.
Ashen drapes shroud listless maples, a sky
reluctant to color its face.
A hostile pestilence has worn out
the pith of those who still survive.
War has beat itself upon our shores,
and the dragons of earth and sky
have allied themselves
to the hidden worms.
The unripe fall far too soon.
Flying over the front lines
with the French Escadrille Lafayette
a brown and barren belt below
a strip of murdered nature and yet
during the warm months of spring and summer
seeds in the shattered ground would grow
delicate vibrant crimson flowers
in row after row after row
and in those poppy fields
that's how we remember them
all the fallen soldiers
those unforgotten gallant men
tho' Waterloo was won in a day
in a mad minute this battle was waged
while larks sang overhead in the month of May
four weeks and more it raged
before they beat the Hun had them on the run
it soon became apparent to the allied commanders
it's a long way from the playing fields of Eton
to the poppy fields of Flanders
“With patience and perseverance
We can win the hardiest race.”- By author
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Patience and Perseverance
On the journey of life when we embark
Let patience allied with perseverance
Be the lighthouse, our path to lit with spark
And permeate our spirit with endurance;
When wilful whirling winds waft down our soul
Let us not yield to dark clouds of despair
But forge ahead steadfast towards our goal
Without a single shaggy seam of scare;
Let`s not try the hilltop at once to clinch
As we may tumble down a dizzy slope
But, move forward step by step, inch by inch
With patience and perseverance to cope;
With patience we earn the Lord`s divine grace,
With perseverance we win the tough race.
Now for the long flight home feeling lost in present roam
Reliving our past days, weeks, my minds in wanting comb
Her smile, her charm, her look of warm, inviting adorn
We walked, we talked, but we never baulked our future born
Now eight thousand miles from each other, but, just yesterday
We joked, we laughed, we kissed, we cried, our us, in display
No sooner back, our paths grew strong, another flight booked
Her parents I meet, our paster we seek, yea, we're hooked
Forested walks, and more we talked, her family we're graced
Near future plans, to be adorned, two families soon embraced
Rizal statue, countryside, amidst its lush, two hearts beside
Balai Gloria's wish, two blessings futures bliss, we're now allied
Once again, against our grain, Manila bound, our hearts ground
Knowing that soon we'll be as one, soon to share sacred sounds
I'm standing on the external, Ninoy - Manila, waving blind goodbye
She never turned, turnaround, me too, we're too emotional in cry
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A google article gives 'allied troops' credit for liberation
Of the death camp.' It was Russian forces that did it really.'
Working in step with free countries.' When did they become enemies of the west.? Certainly under stalins rule
They were a threat..Yet in the late 1980s they proposed the
Glasnost agenda.' And handed East Berlin to n a t o.) With
The agreement n a t o would not move one inch further east.' Now they are the enemy again.? Although they are;
A free market country with a Christian ethos.' It all looks
Rather suspect to me.' Against such observations drawn from
History.'
I’ve lived up
till now
with my thumb
in life’s eye
In reckless
abandon
I shucked
and I jived
No virgin
was safe
no harlot
denied
The wages
of sin
my fortune
— allied
(Dreamsleep: October, 2024)
Have you ever tried to light up the dark?
Or ever showed kindness from the heart?
What's the meaning of living a useless life?
Ego, anger, cruelty, greed—all are meaningless!
Feels like legacy had ended after your death,
A heartfelt goodbye and feelings beneath.
Have you ever tried to make a difference?
Are you worthy of your own existence?
Hats off Ratan! You lived life like Ratan!
Your friends are waiting for you to serve food!
But this time you didn't come back as always.
Asking where that man went, who was good!
Waiting! Waiting! Waiting! Time has gone by.
Hats off Ratan! You lived life like Ratan!
What living looks like? I must tell your story!
What believing looks like? I replied in your name!
All my questions, and you are all the answers!
You lived life like Ratan!
An inspiring, impactful, innovative life you had!
People or animals, all are allied with your thread.
Thank you for letting us know what life looks like!
Travel! Teach! Ups and downs! Like a hike.
Hats off Ratan! You lived life like Ratan!
All army
Administrants
Add additional
Adrenaline addicts
Assigned always as airborne
Armored assault armies allied
Against antagonistic attack
As another act asserting action.
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