Best Rak Poems
Je t’aime
I met this French Girl
And I said to her, je t’aime
I met this German Girl
And l said to her, ich liebe dich
I met this Italian Girl
And I said to her, tia amo
I met this Malay Girl
And I said to her, aku cinta padamu
I met this Korean Girl
And I said to her, sa rang hae yo
I met this Thai Girl
And I said to her, chan rak khun
I may know how
to “This” In many Languages
But I am only
Saying that “I Love You”.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klelin
i'm slipping an sliding in, glancing up, then down, gazing at the most perfect smiling frown... 'get up!' from across the room spoke the dark, i slipped out of awake into another dream, like the year before, i'd thought better than to open the door, after all i could sleep no more -
there was no light, to light her piano ocean, this is where wire framed figures come alive, drifting in and out of her golden silver shore. blinking, red lights in a corner record as an audience of a thousand one hundred eleven watch in silence, as we dance, one one two three five and on -
the point, is the beautiful painful punctuation of this place, glowing blurring time and space, moon songs shuffle like dj amor, and wishes of baby's breath, new found rak lacking clarity.
please take my hand nurse, the isolation the desolation seem too complete, sing the song of a healers intention, so the night finds light and my sleep -
nothing ever sits as it set out to be, everything is more than before to one and none, as the billboard standards whisper, welcome, to the land of delete -
Robb is his name
He's sort of abrasive, yet fair and very emotionally creative
Robb is infatuated with the sea, art and Christi
Who feels Hopeful, disappointed, fearful
Allen’s son
He is terrified of stupidity, illiteracy and greed
he wishes for nothing more than to see his offspring grow up healthy, safe and free
Maud, Oklahoma …where his ideas flow
His name is Kopp
By Robb A. Kopp
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Zip Zap Zoop Zup
You can dine; I will sup
Hip Hap Hoop Hop
You like jazz; I'll take be-bop
Rik Rak Ruk Rok
You're a poet; I'm a jock
Git Gat Gut Got
Eat Poetry Soup, a real bon mot!
That was the battle cry
with Joshua and his men;
enemies they thus defied
at the Promised Land.
"Rak Chazak!" they roared!
sent shivers down the spine;
the multitude then crossed
to fight within good time.
Be strong and of good courage
the meaning of this saying;
we need Him in this Age
far from fires flaming.
David did the same
running to Goliath;
thus "Rak Chazak's" fame
a pebble killed him yet!
Now in modern times
this battle cry employ;
behind Enemies' lines
the Christ with us destroy!
Amen!
"Rak Chazak" or "Chazak Amats"
are mentioned as the battle cry
when Joshua and the Israelites
defeated their enemies
as they entered the Promised Land.
It basically means, "be strong and
of good courage".
Joshua 1:9 states:
"Have i not commanded you?
Be strong and of good courage,
do not be afraid, nor be dismayed,
for the Lord thy God is with thee
wherever you go."
Amen!
Inky Dinky Parley Voo
Inky Dinky Parley Voo,
Climbed a semetoo and threw a shoe,
The shoe hit a ninicoristic Rak,
And broke its curry with a meteor thwak,
The angriurt Raklebugacoo,
Slumbered Mister Parley Voo,
Whom he took to the Cariticous Siese,
And kept calling Voo ,mincey,
Maybe he was a cricious piest,
Or he was just a crazidicios phyist!
Inky Dinky Parley Voo,
Was very mitecorioustic too,
He climbed a rotcer pile,
And this time threw a hugistic canile,
It hit a poor Nicarous Tree,
Which was down in a one-o-three,
But it’s roots grew a mictoooroo,
And flrew the chabile back at Voo,
That was the end of his streyu too!
Rashi Soni
Inky Dinky Parley Voo
03/26/2020