Best Hold Your Own Poems
A stoic sentinal midst waves,
you staunchly stand erect and tall.
Emerged in frothy, churning white,
you hold your own in nature’s squall.
Atop, your beacon light shines bright
to let the mariners know well,
there is a guardian at sea
that can be seen above the swell.
How stoic now you bravely stand,
against the terror of this storm.
Your eyes look out with searching beams
for those caught in the sea, forlorn.
What glory when your light is seen
above the mountains of white waves.
Salvation in your light of red
denies the sea more mortal graves.
So many seek you by the light of the dawn only to lose you through the haze of dusk
You are mysterious at times a silent secret in the navel of mans thoughts, a deviance
a variate inside the doors of the conscience far remote when peppered with denial
you want to be sought after like love agape,
so many seek you by the light of the dawn, only to lose you to the heady scent of musk
you are like a fine cut diamond in the raw, if I press you to a mirror you break the image
you save, you redeem, you make deer sleep, you see a sinner and turn him into snow
Palpable like the studded stars of heaven every filament of your grace, is a hot burner
You show up at the most inconvenient times and sometimes the most timely ones too
So many seek you by the light of the dawn but you being truth, always come as you are,
clear faced and bold, you hold your own
So many seek you by the light of the dawn only to lose you through the haze of dusk
you are mysterious, at times a silent secret in the navel of a womans thoughts , deviant.
A Perfect Company
By: Noel N. Villarosa
They are the big fish in a small pond
They received kudos and power widely
With their bunch of fives used as their wand
They dominate while sitting idly
Been tasked in carrying coals to Newcastle
Never saw them as cool as a cucumber
The atmosphere of the office is in a chronical hassle
Mobility and formative years, they are there to encumber
World-weary, so he indulged into stargazing
That he was working in a peculiar place
Where people work with eternal bliss
Where no one to make shudder and no egotist displaying
Everyone is happy to comply with buoyant spirits
You feel as no stranger but as a longtime friend
Where giving recognition and importance have no limits
Different origins and cultures do blend
There were no rush works and pressures
No deadline to meet and sanction
All work harmoniously with pleasures
And get involved in another function
They were wearing a white uniform
No shoes, all are barefooted
No pains to bear and no hurting words thrown
A feeling of living in your own homestead
The place is boundless in its beauty
Where children play with other creatures
No darkness, only eternal light and free from enmity
That you can rest in the placidity of its seashore
Then a meeting was called and everyone gathered in the garden
He was introduced by the man sitting on the throne
He saw the man’s face as magnanimous, charmingly simple and serene
A soothing voice and said, my son, there is no contract signing that you can hold your own
Only love will bind us as one
Written and posted also in voicesnet.com poetry site: 4 January 2010
Just the other day I felt our love astray
Holding my tongue gasping for air
Just the other evening we went out as a couple but yet I felt we were'nt hole
Holding my tongue so I would'nt spoil our time together
Just the other early morning when the sex had just begun it was weak and had
no force or vibe
Holding my tongue as I layed there wanting to cry
When I spoke to you your reply was a sigh and a simple sentence
Holding your tongue you need to learn and everything is alright
So tell me why you cheated and pushed me away making me question myself if
there shall be better days
Holding my tongue to not have pushed you another inch away
Do you think I'm a doll that you can take of the shelf and play with when you feel
the need
Holding my damn tongue with fierce
Listen hear you have a strong beautiful lady in your life that you need to
appreciate and show love and that respect
Holding my tongue that you ask of me
No man in their soung mind could treat me so
Holding my tongue with bitterness and a foul taste
Thinking what a damn disgrace and this man has me misplaced
Holding my tongue I am certainly not
After I am human and have so much too give
Holding my tongue won't make things better
After all we have been through that I shall not sit and stress myself
Hold your own damn tongue because to me this journey did'nt just begun
Take your dirtyness of a self twisted mind and stop and think I'm wiser and have
already read through the lines
Hold my tongue to the actions you've revealed that you think i'm blinded by your
cold deserted love
Look into yourself and hold your head down in shame because to me my love is
no game
Holding my tongue is not my style nor is the rules you have applied on our
relation
You need to recongnize a lady and treat me like a lady
Holding my tongue is'nt my character and i'm not perpetrating a fraud so don't
feel i'm going to live my life amongst being shady
Evaluation is not in the book of love nor is passing judgement the way you throw
it at me with that famous curve ball
"HOLD YOUR OWN DAMN TONGUE"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a bunch of brokens are we
Broken from the things we've seen
Who we are and who we've been
Whether frail or plump or lean
Pains aside, look around you
At the people you hear and see
Those you know and the strangers
Now look right here upon me
You may see what I've been doing
But hardly what I've done
You may think you know who I am
But you only see in the sun
Look in the shadows what's hiding
Everyone has their past
Their nightmares & mistakes together
Create a work that, with fear, can last
What a dark side each brother here
And each woman doth possess
Every soul upon this earth
Will have their fair share of distress
Cast the pain aside you
You're no more broken than he
And hold your own, standing tall
No longer broken you'll be
When you feel like giving up be strong
Because you only get one shot at this life
Hold your own and keep pushing along
Don't do it for your son,mother or wife
But for yourself
Keep pushing on
Do not let your life just pass you by
Stand and be accounted for
Never frown, moan or sigh
God will judge you on what he saw
Heaven will await you
Keep pushing on
Look back at your life and never question why?
Do not regret anything you have done
Never dwell or cry
What can you do now my son?
Judgement day is here
Keep pushing on
When the weight of the world way heavy on your shoulders
Remember your not alone your not the first to brake the rules
We learn as life goes on if you do a crime you must do the time
Find your self with in your heart your not that person you see
In the reflection on the wall
We sometimes fall weak to matters of the heart
don’t give in don’t lose your self your much more
Then what you think
Your not alone so hold your own
This is just a bump on the road
You were not supposed to be on
Your heart is pure and true
Your mind was a little confused
From all the things that has been eating at you
You tried on your own to fix the broken with in you
With the results been
Remember your not alone
Look seek knock
He is there he is here he is every wear
Put your faith in him that knows you
Like no one else dose
His love will wrap you tight and keep
You safe he is telling you
Your not alone
Form:
The great poets of past,
The song writers of old,
Shall turn in their graves,
At a message so bold.
Your human mind,
Is all you control.
The deeds of your body,
The scares on your soul.
No matter the weight,
No matter the pressure,
If it is your life,
Saying no is your pleasure.
Your mind is yours,
And always to be.
It shouldn't be swayed,
Not even by me.
If fortitude is your only gift,
Ne'er from that path should you ever shift.
This gift I give,
If this gift you bring,
For as a puppet in life,
You must hold your own string.
Deft entanglements are sailing by,
some firmly rooted-
others like whispers in the wind.
Overshadowed by some thing more desperate than your needs;
We walk unhurriedly throughout the busy city streets.
Anxious to compensate your losses-
you stumble as you reach for more.
Leaving the shores for that ravenous tide,
you unhook your moorings and you cast your fate.
Don’t hold on too tight;
Don’t be so attached to this world.
Screams of the criminally neglected will always fill your ears.
How they resonate within is not for them to decide.
Make your choices,
stumble with grace.
Learn how to walk gently amongst great rubble,
and firmly over that which tries to drift beneath your step.
Random pursuits often carry great reward,
And the most careful of plans will seldom hold your own weight.
Darling, let the deft entanglements sail right by,
and take your ship to your mind’s own engagements.
A true friend is one you can call night or day,
Who would listen to every word you say.
The hand that reaches out to hold your own,
That someone who never allows you to feel alone.
That warm embrace that makes you feel secure,
And soothe the heartache you can't seem to endure.
The laughter you share that dries those incessant tears,
That someone who always seems to dispel your fears.
That someone who helps with a kind word or deed,
That someone who caters to an urgent need.
A true friend will understand when you're in pain,
And stand besides you in sun or rain.
That someone who is unafraid to say you're wrong,
And gives good advice to make you strong.
Some may say true friendship is rare,
But I can emphatically declare ,
That I am blessed with friends who genuinely care.
Form:
If you've noticed there's no problems,
the government has too.
There's a billion cars poluting
and a mask to put on new.
There's a tax upon your property
for nothing they might do.
And a pox upon your neighbourhood
the cops will card at you.
There's a billion kitchens rinsing
what the government calls trash.
Where the people doing the rinsing
pay the bill of their own cash.
And a group of food been modified
they pass off as organic.
With no label to say otherwise
and keep us guessing frantic.
And a thousand private food banks
telling government we're poor.
When a wealthy funded welfare
should exist for our tenure.
Making several billion dollars
from a loan invested gold.
On a mint who's plates are rendered
for a government to hold.
Where the deed to our own dollars
are a travesty of old.
And the breech of our own value
for the talismen's last fold.
Where no food's upon the table
and the market sold to one.
That the note to one another-
"Hold your own until you're done".
You
Yes you
Gift for you
Know
Love
Lord
bruises & cigarette burns
a world full of violence
seen with youthful eyes
near the beginning of a life
learning the ropes &
watching how the abuser
gets away with the abuse
learning how the abuser
bent on self-destruction &
the destruction of others
finds their way around a life of
subtle self-hatred, where finding any peace
means finding another to harm &
the cycle is passed on,
the addiction is multiplied---
cast out like a dirty rag
by those around them, by a society that calls itself
civilized, cast out by those that
raised them, they follow by
casting out their own,
after beating them within an inch of their life &
into the state system
like parent, like child
a new way of functioning is discovered
where getting the wrong card drawn
becomes the clear impetus for
survival of the fittest &
learning to hold your own is not only
required, it is something to take pleasure in,
because this way of stepping on others
to crush them like ants,
though it bloodies the knuckles,
it asserts power in the hands of the rejected
it asserts power in the hands of a real human being
who has already been deemed a bottom feeder,
whose chance to rise up is stifled or made frustrating
at every junction possible &
that first infringement upon the complacent calm of the
rest of us,
brings with it a penalty that is irrelevant,
as to be confined within walls will only breed more anger
it will only cause the need for an assertion of the power
over others through violence
to be that much more important
both inside & when we spit them out
again.
< my deepest passion
outstretched wings of an eagle in fashion
encircling his domain
tride and true he remains
sno-capped peaks
for mate he seeks
call of the wild
imatate like a child
fields of green
crystal streams
beyond horizon
sun's new arising
take me back home
to where the eagle roams
for the capture of ones flight
is purity for ones watchful eye's sight
so come join me on this excursion
inspiration you'll be splurging
I thank you my feather friend
be safe until we meet once again
for you hold your own glory
as it's told in this tales story
Entry For Amy Green's Contest
My Deepest Passion
G.L. All
Your not sure how you got to this point
You said it was pride
took the pen into your hand
signed that dotted line
Before your on your own two feet and stand
they say they can make you a man
In war the score is yours, was that the plan?
Keep your head up son, I'm sure you can
They say that freedom ain't free
Is that why every year I see
The young and the dreamy
impassioned by drill Sergeants screaming
This is life boy, give your life boy
just so arrogant people play life like a toy
ready to be deployed so someone else can enjoy?
This is not me, but written in blood for family
Never thought it would hit home directly
But you never know what you hold or what you got
until the trigger is pulled, guns shot
When the smoke clears
Best hope you reside
Hold your own, no fear
This is just stop one on a very large ride
Returning home and everything stayed the same
funny how one experience in life
everything in your eyes feels changed
but that's the knife or rather ripple
in reality and the dream we are instilled
while your smiling at home
someone's protecting you under their own will