Best Sir Poems
Sir Poet, Hold True To Thy Gifts Long Given
Sir poet, why hast thy broken thy true pen?
Are not thy words intended to help and heal?
Pray thee, returneth to world of gentle men,
Let both thy mind and fevered blood softly spill!
Sir poet, why hast thy burned thy greatest writes?
Are not thy word-gifts bearing much needed fruits?
Pray thee, this sad, dark world sees thy ink-bright lights,
Begs thy kind soul return to poetic roots!
Sir poet, write deep to heal thy wounded heart
Embrace yet again, thy soul's truest call to arms
Find thy calling, begin an earnest restart,
Seek thee to help not this rash act that so harms.
Sir poet, hold true to thy gifts long given
Join again, poet's rewards in true liven'.
R.J. Lindley
Sonnet (11)
Jan. 20th 1990
Syllables Per Line: 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11
Total # Syllables: 154
Total # Words: 122
Sir Richard Branson - Rocket Man
There was a boy who had not fared well at school
Years gone by and no one could call him a fool
Now a business tycoon and philanthropist
Virgin records, first venture on his checklist.
The owner of the Virgin Group he became
An entrepreneur with stand out claim to fame
Though it was not always a smooth sailing ride
He took the failures and mishaps in his stride.
Sir Richard Branson, born in nineteen fifty
Dyslexia made school a difficulty
That didn’t stop him chasing his ambition
He was determined to follow his vision.
A star in the making he just would not quit
Nothing and no one would stand in way of this
Each successful venture led to another
Outer space was the quest above all other.
Exploring space travel Sir Richard wished to do
Virgin Galactic has made the dream come true
This year SpaceShipTwo made its first test flight
The six on board had the journey of their life.
Sir Richard’s virtue is a lesson to all
His charitable kindness defines his call
We have to admire this boundless superman
May he continue for as long as he can.
It goes to show however humble life starts
Determination can fly one to the stars.
12th October 2021
Professor Abdul Kalam the luminous brilliant star
I pay homage to you from here in Dar
Great brill scientist in the field of Aerospace
A noble man with an intellectual mien and grace
Aeronautics and more were his speciality wow!
He's referred to as India's best known nucleur Scientist.
An inventive mind has passed away now
Lets celebrate and commemorate a great catalyst
He did India proud and did a lot for her
All Indians who know him will concur
Elected as her great President as well
Sad now to bid him adieus and farewell
Yay, the Indian soil has now a brilliant hero in her bosom indeed
I adoringly salute this great man of my race and my creed.
When a scientist dies it is a great loss for us all
May God raise more like him after his inevitable fall
But he can now repose in heaven's lap
On earth though he has left a mighty gap.
God I believe, loves those who utilise His gift of brains
Meditation releases us from earthly fetters and chains
Science and learning works your mind ; the brain needs exercise too
So I thank God for scientists , for scientific minds
That help to illuminate and enlighten this world, for me and you.
An idea, a spark
The apple falls from the tree
He works his theory
5~July~2017
Loyal to the core and beyond no pretense
For years Tom and I have been loyal friends
Nothing's greater than that
My jolly old chap
My extra special friend right to the end
The incredible shooting display put on by "Sir" Jack,
Teaches a basic tenet of basketball that remains still,
You can expand your game from the outside
and considerably broaden your skill,
With accuracy you can keep defenders off-guard,
You can shake 'em or hit one in their grill,
By working the game outside-inside,
You can score on any defender at will.
I just KNEW I was a woman
a woman inside a man’s body
therefore I went under the knife
(My surgeon said it went well)
But when I looked in the mirror
I was appalled and yes, horrified
Even after applying makeup
and donning a push-up bra
I was just plain----Ug-LEEE
(We shan’t discuss chest-down)
Thus, I had a change of heart
I wanted to restore my manhood
and kindly asked my doctor
for a reverse operation...
Wanna know what she told me??
“GIRL, you ain’t got the BALLS”...
Born in Ireland in eighteen seventy four
He was a remarkably brave explorer
Three times to Antartica he did go
To that barren wilderness of ice and snow.
Once with Captain Scott and twice on his own
And it was on his third visit that his bravery became known
The expedition was to reach the southern pole
For all the great explorers, it was the ultimate goal.
The Weddell sea was freezing and tightened its grip
And crushed the Endurance, the expedition ship
The crew saved all the equipment and food stores too
They were stranded on an ice floe there was nothing they could do.
But the floe breaks up and on the sea it floats
So the order was given to launch the life boats
They set sail for Elephant island in the southern ocean
And with worsening conditions approached it with caution.
It was a temporary move, they knew they couldn't stay
Shackleton had to get help, there was no other way
Except for five crewmen all the rest did remain
On the island for four months with its inhospitable terrain.
South Georgia was the place that they needed to get to
From there they would be able to launch a rescue
Eight hundred nautical miles they had to row and sail
Through gigantic waves with snow, ice and hail.
Stromness whale station, it was their goal
But on their boat the harsh conditions had taken their toll
South of the island they had to land on a beach
Thirty six hours north was help, they needed to reach.
Three of the crew were taken ill, no more could they take
So Shackleton and two others, a long trek they did make
They trekked in conditions that could have caused harm
But they reached the whale station and raised the alarm.
The three sick crewman were rescued, thankfully still alive
And the twenty two on Elephant island were struggling to survive
Penguin and seal meat was what they had to eat
But they kept their hopes up not admitting defeat.
On August the thirtieth in nineteen sixteen
A Chilean navy ship on the horizon was seen
It was Shackletons fourth attempt to rescue his crew
Their ordeal was now over, but hell they'd been through.
Written 9th January 2018
Sir Oak
I am the mighty king of trees, the master of the yard.
The seasons come and then they go beneath my watchful eye.
As young grow old and winds blow cold with tempests rough and hard,
I am an oak tree from a seed that dared to touch the sky.
My father taught me many things before he said “Goodbye,”
to laugh at snowstorms, ice and rain, to let the troubles pass,
to shake loose dying leaves in fall and know the reasons why.
So now I cast a stately shadow long across the grass.
Come softly to my garden world beneath my arms so wide.
Let me feel your body warmth as you lean back at my side.
9/20/17
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Jaimin sir, a kind man, with smile cute,
Prepared for supporting me in lawsuit
Is ready to fight against any odd acute;
Managing school and university with astute.
In the premises everyone does salute!
Revered for his perseverance which dilute
All miseries, anxieties and commute
Joyfully with him in leisure to compute
Your mistakes and victories that overshoot.
All liked him for his ability to refute.
Grumped man speaks cool like flute
Under omnipresence, one who does hoot
Ruins his own impression and does salute;
Unacceptable people do get execute
Surely; teachers like me are with parachute
Inspired by him to remove Prafulla persecute,
Remove such drastic elements for institute.
Truly an angel
He did not misjudge my heart
Alast I see light
-again thank you Raul
SIR ADAM AND MADAM EVE
MADAM EVE walking in Eden garden at NOON
Adam called EVE ‘MADAM I’M ADAM’, come here soon.
EVE told,’ Got NO LEMON, NO MELON,
So, I brought REDDER apple, please come on.
Take this, DON’T NOD, don’t brood.’
Adam answered, ‘SHOULD LADY FIRST AND FIRST LADY SHOULD.’
MADAM EVE took half, Sir Adam peeled the skin
EVE taught CIVIC sense to put skin in the bin.
Adam took other half, both gained wisdom with high I.Q. LEVEL.
NAKED ADAM SAW EVE AND EVE WAS NAKED yet lovable.
EVE told,’ MAN ARE YOU, GLAD! YOU ARE MAN.’
Adam said,’ WOMAN ARE YOU, GLAD! YOU ARE WOMAN.’
05/16/18
There once was a silly Billy
Who fancied a certain filly
But horsing around
He suddenly found
She sported a bigger willie
Undoubtedly, my appearance comes as no surprise
I know, beyond question, beyond a shadow of a doubt
I am a vagabond, a place to place traveler, a wanderer
I had a job- I quit
I had a home- sold it
I had money- donated it...to the mortgage company
My wife- gone
My children-gone
Even my dogs- gone
My heart, soul, thrive and want- gone
Want, what I want is the only thing I wanted for the past five years
Not a job
Not a home
Not even money
What I want, is my dream
A bottle of cheap whiskey
A cigar, any flavor will work
And a warm cozy patch of grass
So that I can watch one last sunset
Then, close my eyes forever
To sir with death
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8/28/2021
A widow would frequently cry
And then snuggle up to a guy
She'd lick her lip
Undo his zip
And shriek, "Not another small fry!"