Best Adversary Poems

Reality came crashing into my dream
         You were my fairytale, and my happily ever after
            You were the prince that I always dreamed of
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Fear, always a compelling and daunting adversary -
To sanction fear in my life is to reject the power within.
That I am made in the image of God, I must believe! 
~*~...

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The Adversary of God

It's been said
To dream a little dream
To gather the extreme
To exploit your angers
To worship your fears
The Creator of all question
You enter your confrontation
Of where fear meets reality
So strange, deranged psychedelic
Please rain
A champagne whirlwind spins
Creates a Great Storm
Blasting through
Fuqqing all the forgotten dead
"Necrophelliac...

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Secret Adversary


I view your effort
With a lot of piety:
You seem to bomb
A deserted city!
You need surveillance
You need espionage
To flash me out
Out of camouflage.
Yours is noise power
Mine; wise strategy
Will find out soon
Who meets tragedy!

***Title borrowed the renowned Investigative Writer: Agatha Christie

JM

23rd January 2014...

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From my heart
There is a peace, a joy
That comes from believing
He is always with me,
He silences the worries,
Fills me up with hope and courage,
Inspires me to give away
All the love that He stimulates
With the grace that He provides

Grace that is so much - alive,
Like the...

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My father always told me
My strongest adversary
Was my own reflection.
In the mirror,
It always shadowed me-
My own personal monster
I could never escape from.

I learned to hate my reflection.

The biggest problem was
My mirror adversary
Grew with me.
I could never outpace It.
Never throw a harder punch,
Never out-think It,
Never do...

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Here lies Abercrombie Wellington Jones
   Under the flowers are all of his bones

Young people like to deface his gravestone
   Due to all the slaves Jones used to own...

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Haphazardly, yet dastardly  
Chaotic but organized, that bastard, he
With vengeance unjust and supersized
In an earthquake, he is the aftershock
You think it’s done, but wait! SURPRISE!
World’s rocked and socks knocked off
You can’t ditch this itch, what a crock!
Some may mock, but he is an iceberg
What...

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The Adversary

He watched them as day passed upon day, peering upon the intimate scene,
As God communed heart to heart, one on one with the woman and the man the only
Beings where his likeness and image could be seen.

Garden beautiful was unguarded and free for all...

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Little miss muffet sat on her tuffet
Alone with no one to play
Along came a spider that hid just behind her
Keeping well clear of the fray
Little jack horner who lived round the corner
Heard an ear piercing cry
With jack and gill his friends up the hill
They raced...

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People tend to give out their best to others, 
to show importance and willingness to be a friend,
But in ignorance, while trying to be a part of them, 
is it what they really want you to offer them...?
You care, you choose to love them, 
you...

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My father always told me my strongest adversary was my own reflection.
In the mirror, It always shadowed me- my own personal monster I could never escape from.

I learned to hate my reflection.

The biggest problem was my mirror adversary grew with me.
I could never outpace It.
Never...

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Your words are broken things,
each pot with cracks that water swells,
but my words are no better held,
crawling in caves where envy dwells.

So stand and say your poem,
(although I'm not bent to clap),
I'll applaud you in my head my friend,
with a rival's nod, and quick tip...

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I don't care much
I was born to be someone
Who can hold it by my own legs
Life is never equal to anyone
But we have the same mind
With the same two hands 
And determination to succeed
I consider trials as gasoline
For me to drive through miles
To where I...

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Cold creeps
from swift whirlwinds
left me quivering with chattered teeth
and drenching with sweat.
Trumpeting;
foreshadow of war. 

There I was
aghast on the battlefield
accoutered with no armor or shield
and no cavalrymen to deploy;
ashen with fear.

Venomous arrowheads
seared me with scars
as a sword ravaged my heart.
I yielded in anguish
at the acme...

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