Best Remain Firm Poems
I play like a girl, I hit like a girl
You say I throw like a girl,
And when I run -- I run like a girl!
All that plus more, enjoy this one-size-fits-all
Who and what I want comes from being strong
Classy and fabulous, this is my song!
I've been told, cut to size
The world is dark and gray when life becomes an insult
Take heed when I speak my mind,
I am tough, outstanding, and beautiful!
Move ahead --- say it twice, I smell nice
A taste of Cool Water and Justice Perfume
I have a non-stop multitask fixation
As a woman, everything about me is hidden
Magic and alluring are the only joy you'll need
I'm empowered at this moment!
Endorsing Myself, with a certain sorta mystique
I deliver an independent will,
Don't ever underestimate my physique
I am a caregiver, a female who won't give up the fight
I remain firm and believe all women have equal rights
I walk and talk Like A Girl
Wearing heels breaking the sounds of Wedding Bells
I am, Mona's unforgettable smile, standing tall Like Miss Liberty
I am, Betsy America's #1 designer, I am you and full of life.
The sound in your eyes isn't listening!
You imagine I am weak -- not strong enough -- brave enough,
You call me different and difficult!
Still, you want my warmth -- my love -- my attention
I am not less, I am more
I am a woman -- I frown -- I cry -- I hurt and yell at the universe
Nevertheless, I make a difference, like a girl, I smile
A smile, never seen or felt before, both defined and undefined
Your heart will ask and implore for more
Like a girl, I'll drive you wild, looking pretty "You're In Love!"
My Self-confidence comes from who I am deep inside
Everything I've become follows the makeup on my face
Bare and nude, I am the Madonna flowering the mood
At the end of every day, I have one other thing to say
The Next Time You ask me to cook and clean
Because you think, I belong in the kitchen
You better believe I'm doing it my way
LIKE A GIRL
Mardi Gras "The Medieval Story"
On a hot, heavy night in Orleans,
Joan and Jane were seen rubbing chest on chest
An inviting, intimate moment, to undress
Two pretty trimmed tops, eating like dames
They touched in ways, that drove those who make war insane
The secret spilled before the sun sprawled across the floor
Medieval England, banging on iron set doors,
All around men and women, wanting to witness the whiplash
Beads and beads of love, thrown at their feet
Joan' and Jane', having fun in front of, yesterdays courtyard
Sweet acts of flagellation were performed to stimulate the crowd
Screaming, and receiving, intense, brutal lacerations
In the eyes of endless nudity, everything wet in between
Left to right, a secluded society, dance in masquerade
Two men rise and ravage Jane, from hip to hip
Join-in, was a Jouster, and Lord Johnsburg,
They came in a little closer to claim, Joan
Closing, and inflicting as much damage as possible
Crestfallen forces of the unknown, -the audience grows
Remain firm and indulge this wet period of the Middle Ages,
The first crusade held stones in each hand,
Applauding to neck the beauty of friends
A noose hanging high held no head on this day
Yelling to feel the pain perils of anguish,
This was in reality the vassal of Jane
The King, ask to see them on their knees
Before he seeded, sending the Spanish tickler,
Fetching for the finest skin
At her end, Joan, watched Jane, spread like never before
Perfumed skin, rising up in smoke, -Joan's final stroke
Left burning at the Stake, In a Medieval World, from hell
The Siege of Joan and Jane did not end well
A lonely Bard, now sits and sings a sadistic tale,
A tale, of dirty deeds, -a dancing bloody masquerade
Joan and Jane, compensating for the Mardi Gras Parade
By: SKAT
I am a Date Palm. Winds may threaten, bend and
and snap back my trunk; nests between my frondy
bonnet yet remain firm -- from me, the palm, feathered
survivors have learned, resilience; and the selfless nature
of lofty giving. Dates ripen, young chirping for their meal.
Mothers not having far to travel. One can say, I am bed
and breakfast service. No need to call and wait for market
delivery. Lookout of the desert, mast and sail of the sandy
dunes. When comes the wind I whistle a nurturing tune. Such
music both lullaby and grateful prayer. Proud member of Club Oasis.
I feel at liberty having you here,
Sitting unassumingly,
In the corner of my lounge.
Free to cavort naked as my mother bore me,
While you remain firm and sure,
Spurning your chances to,
Remark upon my togs.
Your bare coat at no time results,
In you objecting, should I open a window or two?
You never shudder or tremble.
Sometimes I hear you brush,
Tacitly, against my restful sage lounge walls.
Never do you interrupt as I prattle,
On and on and on and on,
About frivolous issues.
I furnish you with drink,
As you, tender the finishing touches to my parlour.
Life like a storm , hits us in different ways
Some take it in stride
Others get consumed by the tide
Regardless of the outcome, life goes on!!!
Life like a quake , threatens our feet
Some get the stamina to resist the quave
Others get subdued by the wave
Regardless of the outcome, life goes on!!!
Life like a windstorm, throws us
Some get the strength to remain firm at last
Others get demolished by the gust
Regardless of the outcome , life goes on!!!
Life like a volcano, erupts once in a while
Some get the pace to escape the magma
Some get engulfed by the larva
Regardless of the outcome, life goes on!!!
Life like a flower, beautiful but transient
Today it is here, tomorrow it is gone!!!
Upon laying eyes on your nakedness
It comes to mind the feeling of insecurity
Let alone having head in the clouds
Every moment I reckon to be with you
To be the finest living soul
Whom you could ever depend on
But I’ve heard how much you love her
That even her death does not stop you
From being devoted and amorous to her
It cuts me deep all the more so
Should I beg to get your attention?
All hail the craziness but that won’t stop me
After all this time, I remain firm
Even if I know you’re six feet under
I keep up on loving you…
10.12.17
Second place
"Deep and Dark II"
by Laura Loo
Third Place
"Poems that Paint a Picture 4"
by Silent One
so desperate to meet you here
however you do not show
i come back to the same place
grey hairs display my stress
a certain part of me tingles until i come close to climax
my knees beg to buckle, but i remain firm with what little strength i have left
deep within my mind i need you so badly
i am so enamored with my lust for you that my brain cannot connect
i am totally ignorant of the fact that the feeling is not even close to mutual on her end
yet and still i wait in the same place in all seasons
the circle has become a maze craze concave quadrilateral in total darkness
so anxious to see you here....to heavily tight to be freely loose
I will not be bent, and I will not break.
No weapon or word will pierce through my skin.
Voices and swords cannot make mountains quake.
I'll remain firm as that mountain within.
None will diminish the hope that I hold,
Crush down my spirit, or darken my soul.
I am unchanging not cast in their mold.
Bedrock unbreaking, I still remain whole.
Let hatred strike me until it goes dull.
Eternal, my soul is INVINCIBLE.
7.26.19
Written for Acrostically I Stand Tall contest
“A geek!” they cry,
But I’m not a trend to pass by.
The teacher glances
A frown, a silent glance.
Laughter scatters like falling rain,
But I remain firm, unshaken.
Eyes roll, fingers point,
But in my heart, I won’t disappoint.
What they miss,
Is the fire within.
Worlds I build, dreams I chase,
I move forward with steady grace.
Call me a geek,
But what you speak
Is a shield for fear,
For a mind that’s yet to appear.
The future’s mine,
With each step, each climb.
And when I rise,
You’ll see I’ve always been wise.
The door is shut.
Out of the blue the lines are cut.
On the outside looking in,
Your heart is cold,
My skin's too thin.
What have you done?
Why are you sad?
Didn't you enjoy the fun you had?
Forget the cost.
Harden your heart.
Close your eyes.
Don't speak.
It may be a sign that you are weak.
Stay strong.
Remain firm.
You're in for the long term.
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: 2006
"All Rights Reserved"
A soft yet delicate rose I do see before me, I can still see a hint of pain from years
gone by, yet the rose pedals still remain firm and unchanged, just a slight miss
trust of the men that caused that rose so much pain...yet the rose remains
closed before the rain falls that could make it blossom once again. Dear rose
open up for me and let me water your dried stem and nourish you back too full
health once again, so you can blossom into a full bloom in the morning sun?
Once again the most beautiful rose in the garden again, open up and let the rain
come in...no longer just a rose that stands alone I do share your pain. Now bask
in the morning sun and quench your thirst from my rain.
Bride and groom of a lifetime,
they are no longer two but one;
Union under matrimony
is finally made and done.
King and queen forever,
they rule the house with love;
Living together through thick and thin,
under the grace from up above.
One in faith, love, and hope,
they let God reign over them;
Despite trial and temptation,
they remain firm far from mayhem.
I'm proud to be INC!
In heart, spirit, soul and mind;
Often opening my life,
And leaving the dark behind.
I'm proud to be INC!
In solid faith, hope and love;
I will totally submit
To the Father up above.
I'm proud to be INC!
No reason to be ashamed;
The Lord God shall not be pleased
If I never praise His name.
I'm proud to be INC!
Till forever and a day;
Until the end of the world
I will never turn away.
I'm proud to be INC!
Despite the persecution;
I'll remain firm and steady
Till I receive salvation.
I'll never betray the Lord,
I'll obey the Almighty;
And whatever may happen,
I'm proud to be INC!
J-oin the true fold now,
O-therwise there'll be no time;
H-ere comes judgment day,
A-ll must clean dirt and grime.
N-ot allowed to gain entry,
N-onbelievers are outside the door;
A-fter listening to the Lord, life for them is in store.
A-nother chance is given,
L-et it not just be wasted;
I-n June twenty-first morn,
N-ew dawn's shine has started.
A-lthough the gate is narrow, just enter into the flock;
S-wear to God you'll remain firm, till the last tick of the clock.
R-emove all the doubts,
E-ven the second thought;
P-ut away fears and worries,
U-ntil the good fight is fought.
Y-our opportunity comes once, nobody knows when or how;
A-lways think of salvation, join the true fold now.
A-bound in solid faith,
L-ove and strong hope too;
M-ake them dwell in your heart,
A-s you remain firm and true.
O-nce you belong to the chosen,
B-elieve and always wait;
I-n spite of the hindrances,
A-bound in hope, love and
S-olid faith.
G-od's long loving arms
R-each to wherever you are;
E-vening dark endorses
J-une eighth morning star.
A-bound in solid faith,
L-ove, and strong hope too;
V-ision of the new heaven
O-pens your mind far from blue.
R-emain brave and steadfast,
A-bounding in solid faith;
S-alvation's day's drawing near,
C-ome and knock
O-n heaven's gate.