Car car car,
Look how we've come so far,
Love the way your key started fitting in my hand,
Fiat, Alfa, Bufori, any brand
When I touch that unlock button,
The surge of thrill in me is sudden,
As I press that start stop
I recall last time, exhaust's going bang pop!
And once I get you into drive,
All you wanna do is touch 135,
While you are as safe as a Russian tank,
It's that armour plated panels we thank
I see you act like a NASCAR,
But never tired, only faster,
Then comes the night,
We go left we go right,
Blaring bass, on your maxed out JBL,
Loud enough to cast any desired spell...
After all the swashbuckle hooning,
bring you home for some more tuning.
Aah, a pair of beautiful headlights gazing at me,
When I'm with you, there's no measure of the glee.
People say I'm obsessed with you, and they would,
And if they mean bad, they barely know what's under the hood.
Icing on the cake is that playlist, drums and dholl,
Yeah man, that's how we roll.
Can she dance with me, no,
On the road she's like jackson
When dreaming about in the driving seat,
Writing this poem wasn't big a feat.
By Aaryan Yadav
Categories:
armour plated, 10th grade, adventure, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
I know not where a beetle goes,
to destinations random?
A blind alight, or stranger yet
a path that is predestined?
And armour-plated passes through
the singing songbirds innards
Triumphant on the other side of
this warm dark world of gizzards
With eggs deposited within
a most unlikely borrowed womb,
finds shelters from the the famine
It is a triumph seldom told
or seldom quite imagined.
That safe from harm
and safe as ants
from random steps of elephants,
this tomb becomes a womb
Categories:
armour plated, change, death, insect, wisdom,
Form: Verse
Roly poly armour plated,
Clumsy gaited beast.
Looking for a juicy worm,
A creepy, crawly feast.
Sleeping mostly through the day,
And prowling at night,
Seeming quiet, docile, shy,
He can put up a fight.
Not a trouble maker.
It's just his lot in life.
He does his best not to be seen,
He's tryng to survive.
Judy Ball
Categories:
armour plated, nature,
Form: Quatrain
Armour plated
Sword wielding
Grim determined
Heart beating
Friend and foe
Always leading
Is he man
Or God seething
Suited man
By clothes protected
He's the one
Best selected
Never losing
Unaffected
Fighting on
So well directed
One like either
Born to be
No conditions
Can set free
The making of
A man as he
No grasping straws
Create him thee
Patroclus in
A race to win
Was just a man
Of normal sin
He never knew
Mistake he made
To don the suit
In death he laid
What lesson learned
Too late to know
And not to be
A friend in show
But be yourself
And act no other
Even though
You be his brother
Categories:
armour plated, allegory, art, brother, friendship,
Form: Dramatic Verse
You who are about to die will enter,
with thought and mind as hard as a walnut.
Despair; your armour plated heart, better
to preserve your certainties in the rut.
Discomfort visits those whose eyes are shut.
And we who are about to die salute,
a time well spent, in honor that is mute .
Discard; in superficial rite resound,
and felt life’s throbbing soul down to the root.
Does comfort visit those there in this ground?
Categories:
armour plated, death
Form: Dizain
Salvation in our head,truth aound the waist
Our breast,spiritually chaste,
Shod with shalom,to run the race-
Holding the swords of the Spirit,facing the test
Faith's shield at our chest.
Full story @ Ephesians 6
Categories:
armour plated, faith, life, people,
Form: Narrative