Best Hold Over Poems
Your sweet nectar
wraps around my senses
like jungle vines
steady drums beating
Your heart near mine
Your strong hands
hold me suspended
by my waist
Just enough pain and strength
against my supple skin
For my taste
The musk of your
sculpted body and the forest
has me going wild
But yet, the tender way you
protect me, reminds me of
Being a child
A safe familiarity
with a strain of animalistic
seduction
Your invisible hold over me
leaves me arrow poisoned
Unable to function
My long dark hair wraps you
with smells of coconut and ocean Sun
your locks full of mud and enemies
Blood
together, my warrior
We make One
Categories:
hold over, adventure, art, black african
Form:
Free verse
in the quiet of the night the owls hoot
violence erupts and guns do shoot
colors become enemy lines that many will cross
another random drive by another tragic loss
preying on innocent lives in the jungle
waking up everyday is a struggle
hiding behing dumpsters from the cops
the cycle always continues and never stops
death is in the air mixed with violence and rape
blocks upon blocks covered with yellow tape
you say that the drug game is run by the blacks
i know for a fact that the white man introduced crack
statistics proove that a weak man will drop a dime
while a woman will stand up and do the time
too be real you must stand up for your rights
and be willing to go out with a fight
despite the outcome if we believe in our facts
and understand the truths
no greater power can one hold over the other
respect few fear none
Categories:
hold over, life
Form:
Free verse
“That ego residue of past be shorn ~
We are time and again, on earth reborn”
~ quote by poet
Linear time sounds love's chime,
that soul may heavenward climb
but most of us heed it not,
trapped in a narrow thought slot.
God enables if we're still
but if we defy His will,
we're tossed about like a leaf
by fate, shrouding us in grief.
Life, as it plays, is ordained
to test if our soul's yet stained
by ego spawned dark desires,
that deluded heart aspires.
Both joy and pain come our way
but if love is our mainstay,
fate has no hold over us
and fears no longer nonplus.
Life's a school, we're here to learn,
to grow in love, as we burn.
Redeeming sins of our past,
as we chose, the die is cast.
Making lamp of love soul's sconce,
what matters is our response,
moment to moment in life,
free from strife, always joy rife.
Oh hermit, this life's a dream,
where love not fate, reigns supreme
and once we truly know this,
soul becomes the flame of bliss.
10-March-2023
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Writing Challenge - 'K' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
HMS, Rhymezone, PS Gramnar
Categories:
hold over, fate, life, love,
Form:
Jueju
The sun has long receded from the sky,
Pallid gloom invades the wintry air,
Morbid silence hangs over him,
Memory sleeps like hibernating toads.
Trees stand bare with no leaves to array,
The Earth lies shielded in its icy crust,
There is stillness, the stillness of the grave,
Breaking it, a fox is heard howling afar.
Feeling utterly down, discouraged, and weak,
How he longs to overcome the emptiness he feels
Even nature looks dull and devoid of life.
Depression takes hold over him and his soul sighs.
Despondent lies he, in his battered shack,
With a run-out lantern throwing pale light,
It burns sending spouts of fume,
Like the last breath of the dying soul.
Tormented beyond endurance,
In excruciating pain, he writhed.
The tears that flowed from his eyes
Could easily make a swelling sea.
Once mirages of hope danced before his eyes
But he is now devoured by dark clouds of solitude,
Behind a wall of emptiness, he now gropes.
He is in the throes of utter dereliction.
Hungry for affection in a desolate arena
He once fought like a losing gladiator.
Every passing day was like a decade.
Everything was damp, life was mildewed.
Now he seeks redemption from all torments.
Lying in the darkness that has become his life,
He stares into empty nothingness.
He longs for death to come on swift wings.
Deserted by everyone, he awaits the dark space,
To lie unattended six feet underneath.
He wishes to be devoured by the Grim Reaper
Who is no longer his enemy, but a bosom friend.
He listens intently for advancing steps,
Of his long-awaited companion, sure to come,
To deliver him of his baneful state,
To row him away across the frozen seas.
Categories:
hold over, angst, depression, loneliness,
Form:
Free verse
Jesus took my anguish,
When His friends turned away from Him;
So there is no need for me to feel alone.
Jesus took my fears,
In the Garden at Gethsemane;
So fear no longer has any hold over me.
Jesus took my shame,
When He was wrongly accused, stripped and beaten;
So there is no need for me to be ashamed.
Jesus took my pain,
As He bore the lash which tore the flesh from His back,
And by His stripes I am healed;
And He took my death,
As He died on The Cross for the sins of us all;
So death no longer has any claim on me.
He took it all on Himself so God would not turn away from me.
God can't look at sin because it's so filthy.
Sin can't enter Heaven, so neither could I;
But then He was there.
He reached out to me though I was unworthy.
He called me by my name, He knew me,
And He told me not to be afraid ----
Anymore.
"BUT HE WAS WOUNDED FOR OUR TRANSGRESSIONS. HE WAS BRUISED FOR OUR INIQUITIES. THE CHASTISEMENT OF OUR PEACE WAS UPON HIM;
AND BY HIS STRIPES WE ARE HEALED."
Isaiah 53:5
Categories:
hold over, faith,
Form:
Prose
I'm now in god mode
Explanation, if you will
That I have the power
To give life or take it
We all do, in our way
Aside, only one force
That transcends time
I will love you forever
Not one ... second ... more.
(This is NOT religious statement of any kind, it is about the emotional power
some people hold over others, and the ambiguities of the only thing that
refutes it).
Categories:
hold over, analogy, life, love, metaphor,
Form:
Free verse
When we first met I liked you from the very start
Realizing once we got together we would never be apart
We became so close real fast just you and me
It was like we were truly meant to be
You said that together we would conquer the world
But instead you took my life through a whole bunch of hurls
You try’d cheating me out of my life you see
Then you became such a great mystery to me
Causing me to give up not wanting to continue to fight
You told me to lie, you told me to steal
It’s ok you said I’ve gotcha’ you for real
I lost my dignity to you and to me
Came real close to losing my life and my family
The time has come to say goodbye
No matter how much pain I feel I no longer have reasons to die
I’m going to live happy and to stay drug free
Living my life for God my church and my family
Satan you may as well just give on up and move out the way
Cause God has the final vote over my life now and He says I’m here to stay
I hate you now with all my heart
And guess what?
I am not going to fall all apart
God has me right where I’m supposed to be
Crack cocaine you no longer have that strong hold over me
God has given me the strength to bury you for good
After the last 32 years we spent together in da hood
I thank you God for stepping in right on time
Thanking you for not letting me compeletly lose my mind
I need you Lord to keep your firm hold on me
So I can stand strong up against satan and his army
I say goodbye to once a very close friend
The time is come that I take control of my life once again.
Galatians 5:1
Stand fast therefore in the liberty where with Christ hath made
us (me) free, and be entangled again with the yoke of bondage.
Categories:
hold over, inspirationallife, god, me, god,
Form:
Rhyme
Her strong apron strings
have a hold over him,
Suffocating his soul
Controlling and grim.
"Let him go", I cry out
This young man in his prime
Is responsible, reliable
And ready to shine.
Her face wan and drawn
With anxiety
Is driven by fears
Plaguing her constantly.
She keeps him close
He struggles from her grip
Frustrated and confused
Heart is torn, nothing fits.
His meals and his laundry
She does every day
He's thirty years old
Not in seventh grade.
He's got a good job
She doesn't charge rent
He's trapped, must break free
Before life is spent.
Written on 2015
Categories:
hold over, angst, mother, relationship, son,
Form:
Rhyme
Spoken softy on the breeze
lightly touching my senses
Breath as soft as you please
leaving me feeling defenseless.
Morning kisses on my cheek
with sleepy eyes a smiling
Your touch I longing seek
giving each day a silver lining.
Snuggled close at this late hour
peaceful and ever so content
Only you hold over me this power
you are where I want my life spent.
Simple pleasures make me complete
like little glances over your shoulder
A quick glance from you cant be beat
as we both gracefully grow older.
1/17/015
Categories:
hold over, appreciation, husband, i love
Form:
Rhyme
With Easters' fair before me,
I see what things there be,
I hear the sounds surrounding
As thoughts begin their pounding
And thread their way in colored runs
About my dreamed day.
I felt a changing in the wind
From the places I have been,
Yesterdays fun,
Tomorrow done,
A hold-over I enjoy,
A further climb
With future time
My method I employ.
Categories:
hold over, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Hour hands clock back sixty minutes of Autumn
Round about this same of month every year, what a bum
er, and inconvenient truth diverged from this chum
purposelessly manipulating a hold over
sans yesteryear doth drum
a sensation of jet lag (with earth in the balance)
as if flying within time machine at warp speed from
this station, where bumpy ride invariably finds me
feeling a bit ticked off and glum
and in no mood to rhyme, nor be leer re: cull
juiced barely tantamount to gather scattered wits
sin tide, and express mood as hoe hum
fortunate, this chronological seismic shift nada wide, ah assume
nonetheless, mein kempf cerebral hemispheric plate tectonics
comb pluck hated off jangling black keys helplessly boom
fancifully drifting and booring into quick ribald sand trap doom
ming an inducement for emergency convoy, when pitched from
sea to figurative shining sea – gram ma mother earth glum
where live yikyak wired vanguard trulia tried optimism to hum
nonetheless, swallowed down behavioral sink went – me mum
bling bloviation, once worth matchless peerage, now pitched numb
lee into morass of temporary confusion, where plumb
line delineating circadian rhythm offset, when athwart pilot rum
man strait ting and bickering with Lilliputians slum
bring within islets of langerhans defiantly thumb
ming nose, where body, mind & soul weeknd viz a bully did cower
hence mister clock, who got high-jacked 3600 seconds per hour
experienced head, thorax and abdomen diminishing in power
wrought indistinguishable Whitsuntide as sour
grapes imposing ill fitting sea legs, which folded like a faulty tower
crumbling skeletal carapace, resoundingly surrendered,
and back slid vis a vis space/time continuum did devour.
Black hole event horizon indeed kept lock step as das joint mill hoard
Sucker punched the band wagon of father time, whose riffs a silent chord
nsync with atomic fractional second bored
quirky shenanigans toying with chronometers
counter point of view shifted to oppose this minute accord.
Categories:
hold over, allusion, assonance, autumn, fun,
Form:
Free verse
Sin has no longer any hold over me
For Sinless man was crucified on the cross of Calvary
Sin was defeated by the Great God who now lives in me
Sin once had a hold on me, but Jesus came and set me free
You see He gave me a brand new story, the old is now history,
My life now belongs to him for he has given me the victory.
Oh Lord help me to walk in your way
Don’t let me go astray
Keep me in your heart
Guide me in your path
Grant me I pray safety today
Lord of my past, present and future
To you I give my all
I know you have ordered my footsteps
And in you I know I will never fall
I will go the distance whenever you call
Even if I go through the shadow of darkness I will fear none at all
For I know my God is with me to see me through it all
Your testing is hard but it is not bad
I know it comes to make me stronger
I have been through some trials
I have been through some pain
I have walked through some darkness
But I have still gained
Because of what you have done for me it will never be in vain
My future is bright, I live in the light
For he took me out from darkness and doubt
As I enter a new phase in a new place
I am full of grace, now I can clearly see my master’s face
I am moving on, no turning back
With his power there’s no lack
For God is keeping me on track
As Satan is always on the attack!
No matter his strategy, no matter his plan,
Satan cannot keep me down for Mighty God has me in the palm of His hand.
Categories:
hold over, seasons, sin,
Form:
Verse
Don’t play me,
I’m not your fool.
You may think you have had the right
to play with me before,
But now you have nothing,
no say and no hold over me.
I have given you everything of me.
My heart and my loyalty was yours to have,
yet one day you decided you wanted something else,
something that didn’t include me
in the picture you held inside your head.
In a heartbeat it all changed,
I became less than nothing to you then.
And even though you say you still care,
that you would always love me,
they are just words to me now.
Words, that once held meaning,
now there is nothing left, just doubt and the reality
that you never really cared.
No one could ever replace me,
you told me many times over.
I don’t know if it was to make me feel better,
or make you out to be a saint?
It makes me wonder
If all the promises you made,
the sweet words you said,
ever was the truth?
Or just made up fantasies
meant for an over loving heart?
If one day you cared
and I was your all,
only the next to be discarded
without even an afterthought,
not a word of apology or regret.
It made me think if you ever loved me at all.
Just don’t dare to play me
and make me your damned fool.
I’m not yours anymore,
my feelings mine once more.
You may only want friendship from me now,
that’s fine by me.
That doesn’t make it your toy,
a perfect excuse to use me as you like,
a temporary means of amusement
and gullible recipient of your needs,
I’m no longer yours to make with as you please.
My respect is wafer thin,
don’t ruin it by making me your fool.
or else it would mean the end.
Categories:
hold over, anger, break up, emotions,
Form:
Narrative
Reach for me in the midnight hour
and feed me your undying strength
You hold over me that special power
only you know my soul and honestly
what lies beneath.
Whisper sweet, wonderful nothings upon
my eager and longing ears.
Tell me you need me as you pull me
ever so perfectly near.
Feed my mind with your living dreams
never leave my arms of you, empty.
Categories:
hold over, for him, husband, power,
Form:
Rhyme
My creditors surround me like a sea, the wave’s crash upon me so fierce I can hardly
breathe. I feel so a lone, I know that it is my flesh that speaks. For I know in God alone that
he supplies all my needs. He becomes all things to me. No matter how rough the path may
be, my strength is in the Master‘s hand that He has lent to me.
For as it was once said so long ago…. The Lord is my shepherd; my provider and strength. I
shall not want; nor lack for need. He maketh me to lie in green pastures; He gives a pleasant
place to call my home. He leadeth me beside still waters, as He guides me peacefully,
through this journey of life alone. He restoreth my soul; as He brings me back each day
renew. He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for His name sake; as He drives me forth
in the right path, His name becomes engraved in the every essence of my being. Though I
walk through the valley of the shadow of death; I will fear no evil, even though my life may
be carry to the brink of death, For you Oh God, is with me. Thy rod and thy staff they
comfort me; Your scepter is my authority; your staff is my support, my peace in you I find.
Thou prepares a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You Oh Lord places a
strong hold over the attacks that come against me You spreads it out on a table arrayed in
Victories. You oh Lord anointest my head with oil as my cup runneth over; as you place me
in time and satisfy my soul with a rich fragrance and beauty unknown. Surely goodness and
mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; from the mountain top to the valley through the
good times and bad, My path will He light, with His favor and kindness of His love. I will dwell
in the house of the Lord forever, and, forever in the Masters hands.
Categories:
hold over, faithme, life, may, me,
Form:
Prose Poetry