Best Arena Poems

The First Texian Macabre Arena Ballad (The extended free-fallen edition)
 
In another life, is where I first saw your face!
One summer afternoon, lying wounded next to the dead
Unopened gun powder, mass destruction, a land of disgrace
A blood thirst battlefield is where I first saw your...

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hot is the noon sun
melting flowers in the mud…
arena cheers for raw blood

I glare at my foe
his dagger raking bruised knee
…weight of life upon my  shield

fierce blow cracks his neck
rudis pressed  on stained chain mail…
breath smelling of freedom’s prize

audience casts flowers
thumbs hunger for...

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Characterized by the early settlement
of the San Bushmen of the Kalahari.
Its patriotic sentiments of profound bravery
echos the nation’s long struggle for independence
well articulated and expressed in the psalm of Axali Doeseb.

This second to the least overpopulated territory
is home to the continent’s tallest elephants
and the endangered...

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She looked really impressive
Small; and full of pride
A nonchalant gait, but sophisticate
Her work mates by her side.

It felt like she'd built it all herself
Her hard hat firmly in place
With a confident stare in the medias glare
an emancipated face.


I wanted to get to know her
I wanted...

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Como un granito de arena ' que se derrite
Con los rayos del " Sol" que calentando estan
Se derrite mi corazon , hecho de hielo,
y por el mundo entero,como lluvia caeran .
Una lagrima que brota de mis ojos ,
Por el otro lado del mundo, la veras...

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In the Arena of  Verses 
not men or beasts, 
but words, 
enter into conflict. 
Poetry conquered!...

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My last foray into this arena
Had me living memories, not wished to share
Here I go again, another visit
Into the elderly homes, we wish not

A sunny day, another gathering
Carers working, making things happen
Those in wheelchairs, still smiling
Others in mobile beds, unsure of the happening

A talk by...

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R-ising sun twenty-fourth January
O-pens the day with light; 
S-hadows have disappeared, 
E-arly morn sets things aright.

C-oal clouds and haze
A-re both nowhere in view; 
M-ist and fog fade away, 
B-lack sky becomes blue.
O-pen your life to beacon, 
N-ever hide your aura; 
G-o and start watching
G-ames at...

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THE POLITICAL ARENA

One politician is old and senile
Another is a reputed pedophile
The media tries to make President Trump
Look like a foolish uncaring chump

Hoodlums run rampant wherever they please
And touted as heroes instead of sleaze
Some would have America believe
These gangsters should be given reprieve

The greatest nation...

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I Walk Midnight Arena All Alone

O' chalice of the world, mystical sphere
Treasures  born from ancient raided castles
What of palid crescent moons hanging low
And the broken arm of heart's rabid fear.
Of smoky Indian jade and silver lace
Our God the Painter, seeing deaf and blind
This savage...

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In the arena of vice, the man of virtue fell

Was an intrepid gladiator with God's sword in hand

Ready to die was for all of the evil to expel

Gallantly kept fighting till iniquity left the land!









© Demetrios Trifiatis
     17 January 2018...

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In that arena couples fight
Against infidelity, dishonesty…….
Many have fought but lost
Yet many still join the spot 
But when love wanes
They totter to demise 
As their opponents smell victory...

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If your even vaguely religious and
 think God is the creator.
 Kneel, clasp your hands together and pray
 because I need the answer,
 why the hell is there Cancer?
 It has no regard for age,colour or creed.
 What is the thinking behind this indiscriminate disease?
...

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Ancient tales slashed our vineyard, 
We were the bloodshed of love...
Cupid fleshed our hearts. 

Austere eyesights.
Fierce catch upon your mark,
Am your prey in the love arena... 

I escort this frugal lover.
His achillean personality enchants every man,
I am the residue of my manhood... 

Close the cishet...

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Amouage is given
to the Pope, the King, the Queen
some we offer willingly others begrudgingly
the honorable can be challenged or challenging
the dishonored deemed unworthy,
placed upon a teetering putrid pedestal
Though at times impartial are the judges, not always
too partial implies and infuses distrust
unless we first seek to...

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