Best Forces Poems


Dual Forces Duel

Both speed and intensity,
obstacles on earth’s great sea.
Srong gales top the weather charts
vying winds of valiant hearts.

Freezing forces whip about,
crowded in the hold we pray.
Faith duels with fear and doubt.
Ahoy! ahead! dawn’s new day.


written May 31, 2018
Eight Lines, (Nature) Joseph May

Premium Member Magnetic forces in play

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you love” - Rumi


Our hearts are drawn mysteriously
attracted to a force field
by a powerful magnetic pull
we often know not why ~
feels like it’s just meant to be.

Hushed calls from deep within
to reach out and connect.
Be it to a soul or trinket,
will not take no for an answer.
It calls out to us most insistent
like the future holding open a door
or fate working its magic.

We’re made to feel like the tides
gently pulled one way then the other.
That’s our soul leaning towards its wants
~ telling us in not so many words
the path we are meant to follow.



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on October 26, 2025 for contest RUMI QUOTES sponsored by SOTTO POET  -  RANKED 3RD

and January 12, 2026 for contest YOUR LOVE PULLS ME sponsored by ANOUCHEKA GANDAGISSOON  -  HONORABLE MENTION

Special Forces

I ain't like nothing you ever heard before
 I tell you what when I get done
we'll see if you still feel the same


know im known, you know i spread all my love around
and what you looking for drugs sorry i dont sell them
U know where im from we do it all different kind of ways

got some good friends still, then i got some old friends that aint worth a ****
even though they say old friends are gold
Well maybe if your an old friend of mine you could show me


then sliver is refined new friends come and shine their lights on my dark path
and they love me even though im a smart ass

so stick around hell it ain't hell
its a pretty nice town  Hillsboro, Tx


Oh hold those doubts and false thoughts about me
down in the valley in the shadow of darkness
i walk with men, i talk with them
some fathers  some a couple hardheads
but they all good men or they would'nt walk with me
we got a team boy we talking serious
we furious, you feel our spirits when we put your ass in mental check


Premium Member Forces

Maxwell, strong and weak

All the rest is gravity

F = m a

Natural Forces

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                        nature 
intervenes
                                  
atmospheric arrow parts -
                                                
spring kiss prevented
 



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Premium Member Prayer For Those In the Armed Forces -The Candleholder of Light Style

~Prayer For Those In The Armed Forces~
(Candleholder of Light)


O God of Mercy 
To You I pray 
Give them courage 
When they come to You 

Heal within their soul 
Just make them whole 
Pain they've known 
Help when they're alone
 
They're in combat zone 
And it can get so hard 
Difficult to see 
O God of mercy 
Come to their help 

Come to their help 
To You I pray 
Please hear their groan
If hurting give them comfort 
They fight for freedom, help them thru 
O God of Mercy, to You I pray.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010




May.21.2016


-To you Lord, I lift up my soul; in you I trust, O my God. (Psalm 25:1-3). 



~Author's Notes:


The "Candleholder Of Light" is a poetry style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000.


Premium Member Paratrooper

Soldier
Paratrooper
integrity driven
adhering to creed and code
courage

Forces of Nature

I'll fall upon you like the darkness of night
With a thunderous spirit as you observe my jolting might
Bringing a rain that carries a peace
Washing away the heartache and allowing its release

You'll feel my presence like the flood waters rising
Like a gust through the treetops and a flash of lightning 
Powerful and frightening while beautiful and unexpected 
You won't see me coming yet you'll be glad to have witnessed 

I'll travel ever so quietly by the way of the eye
Lingering softly in the storm clouds passing by
As you wait out the storm and prepare for the worst 
I'll hit you with with relief but fear you'll feel first

Once all is done and the sun comes out
I will be there in the winds that die down
You'll see me there in the violet ray of a rainbow
Igniting a warmth as the calm envelopes you

I do not have a side; I am neither good or bad
I cannot be subdued nor detoured from my path
I am a force who receives her power from the Earth
I have grown in the bayou nights and Louisiana dirt

A soul enriched by the truest of means
Growing stronger each day; taking flight by her dreams
Unstoppable, untamable, not frightened in the least
This storm that I am riding, it flows through my veins

When the fury of a category 5 is what lies in your soul
An E7 would be the only match to which she would fold
The two, together,  raging through the world
Two souls captivated by the strength and weakness that the other holds 

No need to wait for me, for you cannot predict
From which way or by which night your life I will hit
Just as I will not wait or watch for you in the skies 
For you will too will rush upon me in the least expected of times 
Casting an unrelentless love upon me as our forces combine
Two hearts created through life's storms and two souls intertwined

Small Forces

In the corner of the the house, outside
At the end of a long trail of cold, shut up windows 
There is a procession, a vigil kept through the night 
Beneath the notice of even the smallest branch 
Or the thoughts of a bird landing on a tree 
There is a band of brothers slaving for their home
Lining up as fine as thread
But chained together as if forged from steel 
Lifting broken leaves, a crumb of bread, a sugar crystal 
They're heaving cars, boulders, buildings 
Silently bearing their burden, they hold a torch for each other 
Tiny miracles in the night, performing feats of magic 
A struggle that defies ages past carries on- invisible 
All for their children they walk, martyred often 
While future generations of their families
Hang in the balance 



Jeremy Martin 2/19/13

Premium Member Like Adamants and Lodestones

Her alluring abilities are what most draw them in.  A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Helena risks both mind and body in pursuit of Demetrius, through the forest she finally catches up to him, his own hard-hearted adamant, that which has drawn her toward him against her will.  All though they had been charmed, it’s the magnetism that was awakened.  Driven into the woods by the force of seduction, so do the repeated efforts of a man and woman, focused upon realizing a definite aimant of succeeding in their own sensuality.  An affair triggered by intense chemistry.

Like adamant and Lodestone magnets, we are evidence of a force of attraction coursing through nature. Our seduction is strongly ignited by inner magic, magnetic fields.  A universal soul in nature connects us to the world around us.  Our core is like a magnet.  We have powerful magnetic forces within us, and we exert hypnotic cohesion and repulsion between us.

Born with natural, distinctive magnetic energy we attract all the right people to us.  The ancients believed this stone makes iron endowed with a force, shaping our identity, stars and planets tending to bodily health and offering future predictions.   

Aimant, invokes the word aimer or to love.  Sanskrit’s chumbaka or the kisser, in Chinese t’su shi, or the loving stone.  Its magnetic properties have created the compass, the true north.  Healing hands that woo, the energy flows through from the heart, captivating and tantalizing.  It’s Earth’s magnetic field that pulls us in.  Earth Herself is a huge magnet.
                                      
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Friar Lawrence advises Romeo to temper his extreme passion for Juliet, warning that their hasty marriage could turn out like a “kiss” between fire and gunpowder, causing a short-lived but violent explosion that consumes them both.

We only have one twin flame, split from the same soul.  That soul splits into two and produces its own beings on Earth, twin flames of each other.  The presence of a strong, undeniable magnetic pull between soulmates.  It would be far too intense an experience to have more than one soulmate.
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Premium Member Two Forces

The world’s aflame, with the winds of change,
Strong gusts, flaming the fire of transformation,
But the growing pains of rebirth, come at a high price,
For two forces, war for the souls of men,
Who will win?

Premium Member Special Forces

That's all I gotta say......my last words?
At least they'll remember be like before,
Like before I was in this state

How many do you think we took down?
At least we took some evil away!!
I must have got over twenty, possible thirty?
How many do you think....hey?

It's weird sitting here waiting 
It's weird knowing we're going this way
It's weird that we're sat here like this
Trapped in here with no escape!!!

I didn't think it would be like this
Twenty eight years of age
I didn't think I'd end up this way
Waiting for the air to go away!

We may have saved the world boys
Now they can't come through that door

They can't get to those nukes before our guys come to finish the job

We may have saved the world boys
But this and us will never be talked of.

Forces of Nature

Viewing the Forces of nature where one ponders all of its beauty in full stride. Where as we witness Humans and, Nature at its best, when the two collide. And as the sun sits upon the face of the earth where the elders lurk and, become fearless. One finds the humane trapped in the dark and, gloomy jungle where it's now perilous. And in the tense of the moment "THE HUNT IS ON" and the weak becomes languid. An act of survival of the fittest and, no hope for the timid.
Deep in the jungle man and, beast are known as enemies both keeping their eyes on the prize. Setting traps for their prey while, the weak becomes their demise.

Premium Member Here I Am

Here I am at the crossroads 
Staring blankly at the inky dark sky

Beaten to a pulp and helpless 
By forces of darkness 

Here I am lying in the pool of my emotions 
Clutching at every straw
To maintain sanity and stability

Here I am a victim of a system 
That dehumanises her own

Here I am cloned from a contraption 
Built on the foundation of impunity 
Feeding  her children with frustration

Here I am a victim of a country 
That glamourises wrong values

And deliberately relishes
Living a lie of romantic proportion

Here I am fearful of a tomorrow 
Bleak and hopeless for my children 

Victims of a country gradually 
Disappearing from global map of decency

The Pledge

A promise spoken
Must be kept
And time is not an issue
For
Invisible barriers
Separate an era
And in moments rare
Unseen forces
Intervene
For redemption
Of the pledge

B.J. Cuber

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