Best Empires Poems
Kingdoms and countries fill the earth,
King and Queen, Prince and Princess wisely
Reign empire with providence sovereignty,
Royal rank, authority, and power with ties key.
Ancient Egyptian Empire also Hittite and Babylonian
Large empires Assyrian, Persian, and Median realms prong,
World of Roman Empire ruled for centuries long,
Carolingian Empire reigning in the old-world throng.
New world Incan and Mayan Empire taken over
Spanish Empire liked the gold and shipped to their king,
British Empire the sun never set grew far and wide
Austria-Hungary large European kingdom covering wing.
American and Canada countries in growth
Switzerland selling Swiss chocolate welcome sweet tooth,
Israel, Ireland, Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania independent
Australia, Portugal, Italy countries display the voting booth.
An empire rises,
When the trees are in their prime,
Until axes can be heard ringing all the time,
And the waters start to rise above the plimsoll line
An empire dies,
When the old men of the forest,
Are cut down with the rest,
Leaving the sun to do the rest.
When the sun has done its job,
And the water level drops,
Enough to see the mountain tops,
Up another forest pops.
I hope the next time an empire rises,
And before the sound of axes becomes too loud,
The people will think it sound,
To keep a few trees around.
Of course a sun hat or two,
May be needed,
So planting of trees between axe strokes is not impeded,
By Sunstroke that has gone unheeded.
my destiny stems far and beyond
born with the spiritual
no need for a magic wand
within, ancient wisdom corresponds
people unintentionally fear the black swan
I’m a freedom fighter better than Flynn from the movie Tron
the force in me is strong, as I skywalk with Han
ideas constantly, sprouting like spawns
in my dreams I own a fast-pitch ball golden glove like Barry Bonds
driving eclectic rides and carry gadgets, 007 call me the female James Bond
taking down cruel empires more strategic than Ghenghis Khan
form a strong squad like the lions of Voltron
at times I begin to feel lost and withdrawn
it’s difficult trying to save a world,
when most of people don’t know they are pawns
I feel for them just as much as Chaka Khan
my hope remains alive from dusk til dawn
Empires rise,
Legions fall.
Men and women live through it all.
Empires fall,
Legions cross the sea.
Families with men they never again will see.
Empires no more,
Legions disappear.
War is done and people no longer live in fear.
I anticipate
the marching campaigns
of your fingertips,
the mapping of vexed trails
to be conquered
those relentless, lawless, crusades
over every sensitive summit.
You've built empires
over my every nerve
and toppled each
with gratifying urgency.
Ah! My Lover,
my one man Dynasty
the way you command my passion
and possess the whole of my flesh
in the palm of your hand
is a vanquishing to be relished...
I'll never surrender.
With regardless grace,
The dawn succeeds.
We, the midnight revolutionaries,
Are as loud as empires
In the calling black.
The day comes. Our words refuse her.
So much for the thrill of rule, of control,
I've had my fill, though I've burdened no throne.
Tis a small, poisoned mind temptation stole,
and loaned cursed gold no greed could condone.
Natural to men - are we not born in fear? -
to see our brothers as foes at our throats.
Each offer of help a well-disguised sneer.
Each curious word an assault o'er our moats.
Swords are drawn! Scowls are flashed! We all conspire,
trapping ourselves in dark walls - tis our fate!
To the offense! Or your life shall expire.
Feed your ambitions - the world shall not wait.
O my soul - tis enough! If I must die,
I wish to see joy, not pain, in their eye.
14 April 2020
Dream, dreams of empire
in realms vision scapes
an infinite fire…
Standing, casting away all thoughts
onto the shores of a world afar
As the Red Sea’s meet
in between the emerald seams
of a violent life, on a lazy horizon
A distant future’s weight building
in the inner walls of my sleep
as conversations conspire
They fade in a week and are mired
lost on distant roads
forgotten byways of lore
Remembering the funeral of Pyres
Dreaming dreams of empire
along the rusted highways
Come and see my dreams of empire.
as I dream a dream, wishing your desire
in the land of bright lights, big cities expire
ancient buildings stretching wide into the sky
Reaching far away into the seams of oblivion
feeling the walls of sleep,
closing around my deepest thoughts
All is flickering, all reflect
all influx of imagery
in the inner minds domain
As I see in days pass, into night
I dream dreams of empire
my desire, a mound of ash and soot
The harsh reality lived underfoot
dreaming dreams of Kingdom
consciousness in flight
to the ends of divine
Down the roads of infinity
as the prayers grow higher
My demise is right on time
all is in line in the halls of my mind
my eyes drift
as I sit n dream
dreams of empire
The sun will shine and
Lovers will dine and
It don't really matter if
You don't know why
Clouds up in the sky
Will keep on floating by
Even if you ease your mind
So, give it a try
The ants will still crawl
Empires slowly fall
While we're smiling here
Year after year
It might be cliche but we must right all our wrongs.
Bringing downfall to the susceptible ones.
I know I am not.
One to preach.
But truth and dignity, from which I Believe.
Come old faithful one.
Enlighten by my Sun.
Shaping the fortunes for worlds to come.
Denying all grief.
For I am the beholder of Sum.
Stray away from paths, less likely to fall.
Bring forth the witnesses, From Empires to Pawns.
So come old fateful one.
Lord soon, Day
You will become.
I am a man of my word.
Songs of Rapture amongst patrons.
Prosperity for all, who kneel to the sounding drums.
Empires.
Over the massive easterly ridge I see thousands of soldiers,
in splendid golden helmets, marching down the slope pushing
shadows, the residue of night, in front of them.
There is a momentary lull as a wayward cloud blocks the sun,
but the attack resumes and soon the army of the new empire
vanquish the whole valley; except perhaps in deep caves.
We are the new rulers; they boast we are the new reality, ah
this hubris do they not read history? Up from deep caves, like
unexplored thoughts, mutiny will come and darken their glory.
Helmets will rust; shiny buttons fall off un- starched uniforms;
when the afternoon shadows get longer, they try to rouse as
the setting sun paint clouds in a bloodthirsty hue; alas, too late.
At dawn the new empire’s army will be coming down the ridge
damning the old order into the long cold night of history.
Into the darkness I drove the line.
With sudden persistence I stuck their spirits.
Questions arose about my faith.
Under the shadows the powers of the air quake.
Through blended fields I struck their souls.
Yoking my aura deep into the earth.
Waking the mountain it never crumbled.
Ascending the moon, we summit the sky.
Zero percent of my trust was lost.
Accepting the limits of music's healing powers.
Into the light I became the world's darkness.
Without warning I took down all their protections.
Queens discovered my resilience and my mercy.
Under heavy silver rain those in power ran to cover.
Thoughts of my greatness whispered in all secret places.
Yoga they have never seen with Mastery of all senses obtained.
Witnessing visions almost forgotten in ancient days long past.
Acquiring strength to find hope in sorrow.
Zooming past traps laid by fools.
Asking for amber rain.
Indigo rivers of royal blood spilt.
Without doubt I belong to empires yet founded and peoples yet born.
Ambient breeze
Caressing dead erroded figures
Gently hewn impressions jest knowingly
Laughing madly now only pitied
Quieted remaing stagnant
Tired useless vessles °
Weathered xylography
Yesterday's zeitgeist