Best Meritorious Poems
little Rock
Doves at my feet
Imploring eyes watch
as I eat and I will share my
lunch with you not
shoo you away
like others do
for I recognize
your tam'ed nature
Am greatly pained by your
fallen stature Dovecotes kept since
Ancient times Now you're persecuted
for our crimes Considered dirty flying vermin
Might I suggest a different sermon Giving Praise
To Thee Dear Dove our oldest symbol of Peace and Love
in times of war you have served us well For our men you flew
and fell Honored couriers meritorious saving lives on wings glorious
not just for your flight to flourish But by your eggs and meat to
nourish Been kept for sport and even pet Pigeons are Doves we do
forget sporting the same flute like coo and
head bobbing meet-cute "How do you do?"
************************ One and The same as famed in fable ********
Ordained therein by King Eagle
"...your name shall be used, dear Dove
as long as the world shall last, for Love" Of
course of course we are all mortal yet you are
birds above and moral Models of monogamy and
doting parents Bonded family and lucky for us City
dwellers amid the chaos you little fellers happily our
Birds of Peace break bread with us on our streets
In The Name Of Dove!
I am bored with Poetrysoup
Premier Poetry website rekindled my poetic talent
Veterans loved my work and inspired to showcase talent
But soon got entangled in Members Contest
Contests more of mutual admiration club than talent hunt
One Premium Member placing other high on winners list
Ordinary Members often accomodated below Glory list
Poetrysoup Members Contest rules needs revision
Premium Membership based on fees not on merits and contribution
Novice at times get chance to judge veteran
And post three poems in Poetrysoup Contest tilting fair play condition
Rules need revision, Premium Membership should be criteria driven
Either based on 25 Top Ten wins or upon posting of 150 poems
Top 50 of Poetrysoup Contest should conduct contests and groom
Though bored yet good platform of poetic expression is Poetrysoup
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By Hitendra Mehta
April 2011
Placed 7th in Members Contest - I am bored with______ by Linda Marie
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P.S - Its not intended to offend the Premium Members. Few of them have
really supported me and loved my visuals and flow. The idea is to make
this platform more stronger and meritorious to groom real talent.
Winning Top Ten and accumulating marks is okay but ultimate gratification
lies in showcasing the visuals with seamless flow of theme and packaging
same in adorable poetic forms.
Ventured this caustic one hoping that it will bring about positive changes.
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Dear merciful and gracious God
The Supreme Father of wisdom
The One who provides knowledge and understanding
The guiding light of all creation
Leader, provider, and shepherd of our fathers
I call upon You today in a mighty way
Please shed Your love of intercession on our fathers
Guide their feet while they run this race
Strengthen their hearts as they walk Your way
Cleanse their thoughts as they strive to stay on Your path
Provide them with hope as they learn to pray
Sustain them with Your love from day to day
Touch their total being as the family’s foundation
Show them wisdom to provide wise counsel
Open their hearts to impart Your values and the Gospel
Walk with them and guide their feet around sinking sand
Listen to their pleas all across Your land
Mold them as You are the potter and they are the clay
Teach them how to kneel with children and pray
Talk with them as they would with their child and family
Impart divine wisdom, knowledge, and understanding upon them
Wrap them in Your mercy and surround them with Your glory
These blessings I ask as Your humble servant
In the name of Your begotten son Jesus
The Morning Star of all creation
Singing praises to His name
Henceforth until everlasting
Bless all fathers today and always,
Amen!
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Author’s comments: I thank God for my father, Kenneth Spence, a great father. He was the
kind of person when the dinner table was set you don’t want to be late. His stories were
entertaining and victorious. His instructions were always helpful and meritorious and his
praises uplifting and glorious. May he rest in peace!
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© Joseph S. Spence, Sr., (Epulaeryu Master) 6/20/2010
All Rights Reserved, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA
Senior Advisor, to Founder of Motivational Strips
Ambassador De Literature
Noble Star of Literature 2018
Living Legend of the 21st Century
Pentasiv B World Friendship Poetry Featured Poet 2019
They live in mortal sin and shame
Between the lines of old and new
As us the righteous good and few
See infidels who aren't the same
How dare they question our belief
Eternal fire is prepared for
The devil and his angel scores
Who claim their brand of truth as chief
Our war is waged victorious
In time our vision shall prevail
Our purest essence, glorious
Barbarians are weak and frail
And we the meritorious
Will fight the battle tooth and nail
YET, HE DIED
We are here to mourn our friend,
Who led an ascetic life?
Shrewd, astute and virtuous as he was,
He died.
Upright as himself, second to none
His arduous engrossed incessant obscene
But these clandestine deeds
Are now covered with his closed eyes
For nobody his clay feet indeed saw.
So meritorious –
Yet as upright as he was,
He died.
We shall talk more of our friend
And the timorous terror of his name
That caused infants to rain down their pants;
When this name is forgotten by birds that sang it.
For as famous as he was,
He died.
AKINMULEYA A. ALFRED
©2018
Written: July 30, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
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The carnival dazzles—
mirific mosaics of midway magic
woven with whimsical calls from barkers
who strut boldly on boards
slick with popcorn oil and neon promises.
I, the aficionado of the absurd,
immerse myself in spectacle masquerading as
celebration,
a Falstaffian extravaganza,
a sockdolager of strobe-lit sensation,
where circus rages as horology gone amok—
clockwork chaos camouflaged as joy.
Here, even dyspnea dances:
lungs tight from laughter,
feet blistered on the boards
where the locals jive
to tunes sung in xenoglossia tones—
languages lost or learned
in the jamboree of jest.
We picnic beneath paper moons
and eat Easter-colored candy
as if Lent were long forgotten—
in this nefarious fair,
Time adumbrates indulgence.
I stumble past scantling booths
where prizes lean akin to broken teeth
and prayers cast unanswered
in the apiary buzz of sugar-rushed view.
One iconoclast offers nepenthe in a cup
with carbonation and broken fortunes—
And in that moment,
an epiphany unfolds as a palimpsest,
laughter scrawled over ancient pain,
glee grafted onto grief.
There is no paucity of pain here,
only its parody—
a meritorious mimicry
for those who can bear the weight
and yet select the lighter path.
A temporary guest of the night,
I own nothing,
but borrow every flicker of joy—
every flick of flame from the festival's fire,
every tune from the gala laughter.
Even illeism fades in festal light,
where I am not the observer,
but the observed,
not just the poet,
but the poem itself,
drawn toward this lodestone of longing.
And at last, beneath Ferris wheel stars,
I whisper into the abyss—
a cognate cry to the cosmos
_The feast is fleeting
but oh, how glorious
the festival finished?
I AM A POEM
Imaginative illustration
intricately impassioned
impeccable individualism
important
Accomplished arrangement
ageless authenticity
appraised actualized
alive
Perfection personified
paint-brushed panoramic
poignant paradigms
personal
Overabundance optimized
optimistic omniscienct
oceans outshined
original
Enraptured edition
elevated endearment
effervescent embodiment
exclusive
Magnificent meaning
meritorious muse
miraculously majestic
moral
I am a saint
sanctified by God
through His Son
Jesus
I AM A POEM
heat of the battle
dog fighters command the sky
top gunning air force
© Joseph S. Spence, Sr., (Epulaeryu Master) 1/22/08
All Rights Reserved, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA
Senior Advisor, to Founder of Motivational Strips
Ambassador De Literature
Noble Star of Literature 2018
Living Legend of the 21st Century
Pentasiv B World Friendship Poetry Featured Poet 2019
Comments: I wanted to be an air force fighter pilot when I inquired into joining
ROTC in college. They informed me that I didn't have 20/20 vision at the time and
was not selected. As a result, I switched to Army ROTC and had a wonderful
time with twenty-one years of meritorious service.
Deep ocean of azure blue
Overhead seagulls circling flew
In constant motion, heaving sides
The old merchant ship upon it rides
Rust scorched it's barnacled coat
Salt encrusted railings forever afloat
On the horizon's sinking sun's amber glow
Beckons enticingly along the flow
New moon appearing from out of the west
Silvery waves splintering against foamy crest
Figures emerging from the hold below
Peering skywards at the star studded show
Then into action to each their appointed task
Some heaving ropes, others mounting the mast
All working together to achieve one aim
To secure the sails aloft the bounteous main
A rumble of thunder and a flash lightening sound
Mountainous waves gather pace all around
Working in unison the crew now complete
All tasks meritorious as a well drilled fleet
A shout from the Captain, as the thunder roars
Urgently gesticulating "secure the oars"
Rain clashing as in sword play
Freeze drench they stand
As they see the top sail rend
Now all secured they disappear down
Below decks they ruminate
All worrying, no sound
Then vocal in assumptions from mate to mate
Until the Captain shouts "Silence no need for this din,
I shall calculate our bearings, now where to begin?"
Spreading out his charts he clears cups for a space
Each man concentrating, deep intent on each face
"Look Captain", one points "there's the Cape of Good Hope
enough time to manoeuvre and with luck stay afloat"
The temperature plummets and the crew mill around
No warmth except mittens and blankets draped around
The storm is abating and two bells is called
As each man takes turn to pump until hauled
Buckets of water overboard they keep on
Clearing sea water over gunnels, until all is gone
Ship breaking water all in it's wake
No matter the weather only headway to make
Dolphins leaping and diving below
Thoughts turn to seamen of long ago
Royal Navy Standards, a jolly jack tar
Plotting each course by the Northern Star
Pirate vessels hoisting their skull and crossbones
Biting winds moaning and pelting hailstones
Sailing ships with elaborate sails
Above the wind, sailors hearty hales
Anchorage sought and a comfortable berth
Homeward port reached and feet on the earth.
Many memories of my mother
making moist mellow macaroons
marshmallows and Madeira cake,
minuscule madeleines, marvellous,
mum measures, marinates, melts,
more majestic meals.
My matriarch makes,
marmalade,
marzipan,
muffins,
mincemeat,
meringue.
mousse.
My meritorious mom mixes, merges, mingles,
melon,
mango,
mulberries,
Mandarins.
My maternal materfamilias, masterminds
Mealtime masterpieces.
Sediments of life experiences may seem precarious
One’s faith and hope that they may be found meritorious
As one lies six feet underground
The hereafter will only be compound
If the Creator’s judgment finds you sinfully nefarious
From a galaxy a million light years or more
Descends a created soul's birth through the earthly door.
All pathways delineated on life affirming oath
Ego self chosen for spiritual growth.
From babe to child and through manhood.
Pre-destined goals form, as they should.
Life based on love not anger bent,
Why down to earth divine souls are sent
A karmic accumulation of all we have wrought
Each trying to keep uppermost as each thought
Definitive matters and learning curves
To reach perfection is he who serves.
Striving to do more right than wrong
Solar plexus registers and makes us strong
As we approach our own momentous hour
We stand upright and never cower.
An enlightened soul body to be honed
Mightier than it's physical own.
Upon meeting it's earthly demise
A soul disconnects and upwards rise.
Up above earth's firmament ties
To friends and family waiting there
A life and death barrier of infinite care
Spiritual advisors on a council sit
Prescribing over souls who do commit
To a law of perfection guaranteed
Only love aspired souls can reappear,
Amongst celestial realms, eternally for evermore,
No more dogmas, no renewing, no returning through the earthly door.
For all who seek will be fulfilled,
Cossetted in a cocoon of bliss undistilled
Equally established in stature as the ancient Gods of Greece.
Vainglorious shuns to meritorious acclaim
Man transcends and proudly proclaims his name
The battle line is drawn.
Beyond the mystery of your power,
You've laid us down.
In your bid to get in here you promised to build a tower.
On your shoulder do we rest
Till you daily lay us to rest.
We will end the insurgence in few months
While same seems not ending after four years.
Revolution now is seen as threat
While with your mouth it's declared.
The fight against corruption
In your bid is an illusion.
As this is done in meritorious deceits.
Tell me not to raise any alarm.
How dare you say that?
As anarchy iseminent to your act.
In deep thought, the murder of the rule of law
Is announce in your filthy hands
As you desecrate the temple of justice
In bid to be above the law
Where is our hope?
Where are we to go from here?
No food on the table
As all had been inflated.
The minimum wage has no date of implementation
And you've come to fight corruption.
Are you not?
Hear me great Divine
As my petition is made from a wounded heart.
Forgive and let this cup pass us by
As in the time of general Abasha
** Rush Hudson Limbaugh III
January 12,1951 ~ February 17, 2021
Rush Limbaugh was an AMTALK Radio Pioneer and America's anchor.
A recipient of the "Medal of Freedom" and a patriot conservative mentor.
His God-given ability and insight soars to the creator.
He now rests in tranquillity on Heaven's great shore.
Written on 2/2/2022
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The list below are some of Rush's accomplishments
Information taken from Limbaugh Website : www.rushlimbaugh.com
The Presidential Medal of Freedom is awarded by the President of the United States "for especially meritorious contribution
Awarded the “William F. Buckley, Jr. Award for Media Excellence” by the Media Research Center (2007)
Received CPAC’s “Defender of the Constitution Award” (2009)
Named the Human Events Man of the Year (2007)
The Giving Back Fund’s 10 Most Generous Celebrities for contributions to charities and individuals, such as the Marine Corps – Law Enforcement Foundation
Awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom by President Donald Trump (2020)
Five-time winner of the National Association of Broadcasters Marconi Award for “Excellence in Syndicated and Network Broadcasting”
Children’s Choice Author of the Year, Rush Revere and the Brave Pilgrims (2014)
Author of #1 New York Times bestselling Adventures of Rush Revere Series, including Rush Revere and the Brave Pilgrims, The First Patriots, The American Revolution, The Star-Spangled Banner, and The Presidency
Inducted into the Radio Hall of Fame in Chicago in 1993
Inducted into the National Association of Broadcasters Hall of Fame in 1998
Teacher is indispensible in this world,
Without whom the students are not properly nurtured.
One day when a teacher in a Gurukul went away,
Giving the charge to one of his meritorious flay.
He ought to maintain all the decorum,
Without which the Gurukul is lost in a drum.
His senior mates were even jealous from his name,
Because of his progress in receiving the fame.
Once a day while there developed a quarrel
On one side were the seniors,
While on the other side was their leader.
The leader was very mature by intellect,
Tried all the hooks and kerns by negotiating for the sect.
But however the seniors didn’t hear him at all,
And tried to hit him after making him fall.
Suddenly arrived the teacher on the spot,
Because he had an intuition of something wrong.
He immediately expelled the garbage of Gurukul,
And tried to make the situation over there cool.
By this, it’s clearly transparent
That the teacher student relationship is subject to reticence,
Because it’s the most unique relationship in the universe.
Respect your teacher
And get what you desire.