Best No Man Poems

Beating a hasty retreat 
Infantry overwhelmed 
By a barrage 
Of unremitting enemy fire. 
Down goes
 One of the brotherhoods of war, 
Fatally wounded, 
Exsanguinating; 
Body riddled with bullets 
Coming fast and furious. 
Yet one intrepid infantryman 
Does the opposite;
 crawling through 
The blood-soaked battlefield 
Amid...

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A heritage no man can sell,
a history no man can tell;
so much we share in Jesus' band,
nothing to fear, in storms we stand.

To lordly things we are kindred,
mansions of gold, pure and sacred;
to endless beam, to saintly streams,
to heaven's gaze and holy hymns. 

Our dreams...

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CHORUS
No man stands alone
in the street, the ring or the combat zone
some lay in the gutter
some sit on a throne
but no man stands alone

At the age of fourteen 
he had a dream
to become a rabbi 
Chicago 1924
then his dad was killed by men
who tried to...

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Let No Man Put Asunder 

Such as ours the
gods had never granted passion
so harmonious even they
could not know such exultation. 

Endlessly steeped euphoria,
absorbed until no need for balance
exists between us.
We are intertwined

enduring into the blackest
of black.
Soddered in pain
the cord refuses to unravel.

Kathryn McLoughlin
February 8, 2014

for...

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Touch and feel the rebirth of her heart
A new glow, magnets the stars above
Arousing the birth of an energy
That wittingly mingles with her long lost faith
An enticing yearn for life awakens her soul
She has cried many years, she has seen better days
There Is no lie...

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“Time and tide wait for no man”, affirm the wise.
Everything should be done in the allotted time n’ space.
Like waves which wait for none, time will advance.
By staying idle, we may never get one more chance!

Each one is granted a fixed quantum of time.
Without notice,...

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Villanelle: No man can on his own escape written fate

         For Thiru-Valluvar, the “nameless” author of 
the THIRUK-KURAL

Note: In my previous posts, especially on Canto 38, I had expounded
on the man and his work in relation to...

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Or Woman, Or Child, Or...

The following elucidated
     conjecture actually can
(reed best) be taken with a grain
     of salt, and no re ban
nah nah split 'ope ya 'ere me 
     cloud and lear, cuz...

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At a bunker in coastal Ukraine
Filth and death; now sadly do reign
With wide open wounds
Many might well die soon
Yet They've never of covid complained...

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Free as a bird, high in the sky.
no hands hold this heart, never sad 
when apart!  

She's on another level, you can feel 
her trebble
this is her time to shine, looking so 
fine.

No one had to show her how, fun is 
her game and...

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No woman no man
A woman gave birth to you,
A woman gave you the first milk of life,
In a woman's womb,
Was you first world,
And yet you beat her,
Oh what a coward,
Where were you, 
when Tyson was on the ring?
When were you, 
when Muhamed Ali,
Was the best...

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Asking if simply prima facia, would be sufficient ?
Today, tropical storm Flossie spotting their Hawaiian Islands
Rushing towards a Pacific's embrace as, the British are coming..
January 28th, 1986 and her space shuttle Challenger; seventy-three
Seconds of flight seven priceless lives kissing His sun with wings to fly....

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Without Holiness…   No Man Shall See God!


I know of someone with a degree in divinity.
He can tell you all about God and the trinity.

He memorized much scripture
 from God’s word.
A message each Sunday from him, can be heard.

While he has so much theology
...

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Relentless and pitiless and unforgiving
Always taking from the living
Second by second, day by day
All of our lives slipping away
Finite is our time here on Earth
How many know Time’s truth worth?
Only when the clock has nearly unwound 
Do so many finally come around
To accepting that mortality...

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Me, no mysterious as the man in the iron mask. You need not to find the truth underneath my being. Me became the prisoner of of love. No hate. Just that. And peace. Yes. All of one. Me, not a dreamer of a metaphorical sense.

Me...

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