Best Sovereignty Poems
My ego-cracker, silent observer and prayer flag hoister …
she birthed bloodied an embodied freedom seeker, genes helixed with slavery, in early hours of a winter’s day, cold was dark room
petunia posy planter fed four mouths marjoram on Malay curry and rice, with scarcity being her best stage act when hunger a primary protagonist
she announced there was nothing when everything circled happily, then declared abundance when cupboards stared dust
Piscean, she presented toughest tests with hyacinth hands, only an embattled Heart would accede to, shook away delicious aloe dreams as tests rounded a corner with bed lamps flickering time out
my spinal cord nerves entwined with hers, she decorated with wondrous wild animal decoupage vases, dispatching me on shopping chores when I planned dancing ~
my leap into sublimated Sovereignty depended on unraveling bonds binding us through lifetimes, countless ages, sotto scenarios swirling sorrowfully in shore walk shells
I despairingly detached from her plundering pain, her principal pleasures, subtle oomph
a sophisticated Archetype hallowed that Jung would label Grecian Urn shallow
I offered awaiting Sky breasts, hips and sighs through strategies of temperance and slow witch manoeuvring
my divinity and verses would have black burnt in futuristic coliseums had she not been Mother of trailing pegs, variegated embroidery cotton and oatmeal scones
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here are the words, remember them, remember us, and we will remember you
lady sovereignty, hear me
help me to live honestly
guide me and my inner me
restore my feet and lead me
across clear and feathered fields
toward competence
creation, inspiration
independence with connection
so no longer will i float about
in the skin of a long lost fawn
who waits in silence to be rescued
by the ones who left me so easily and cold
i have tired of the chase which leaves me hungry
angry
wanting more of the real thing
help me to remember what is important
help me to lead myself in a good way
i will listen, wait, and prepare
fresh, wet wreaths for your arrival
so easily will you float into my lungs
clear me out and hatch me open
inside the nest of patient sovereignty
i will think by feeling
and i will listen to my thoughts
i will drift and ride inside your current
with an open mind and invitation
i will teach, learn, and recreate myself
each morning
that way my will
will never be destroyed
choked or forgotten
help me be the steaming light
that rushes from your strong
outspoken, ancient choral drum
i will memorize your sound
and listen deeply when you speak
you say your name means
that of self-acceptance
of self-awareness
inner guidance
ideas, peace, and family
well i will take these words
and crush them up
and with them
i will paint myself anew
i will walk clearly, honestly
with both palms turned up and free
to trust and work and live my life
for lady sovereignty
Kingdoms and countries fill the earth,
King and Queen, Prince and Princess wisely
Reign empire with providence sovereignty,
Royal rank, authority, and power with ties key.
Ancient Egyptian Empire also Hittite and Babylonian
Large empires Assyrian, Persian, and Median realms prong,
World of Roman Empire ruled for centuries long,
Carolingian Empire reigning in the old-world throng.
New world Incan and Mayan Empire taken over
Spanish Empire liked the gold and shipped to their king,
British Empire the sun never set grew far and wide
Austria-Hungary large European kingdom covering wing.
American and Canada countries in growth
Switzerland selling Swiss chocolate welcome sweet tooth,
Israel, Ireland, Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania independent
Australia, Portugal, Italy countries display the voting booth.
Come, self-taught, and look at this!
A game for wicked guides,
A game of hit-or-miss,
A game My truth decides.
The leaders of this nation,
They conspire against Me.
Time for revelation,
About My sovereign pea.
I draw them to My table,
My shell game - in reverse,
Their plans I will disable,
Because they are perverse.
My shells I set before them.
Pick any - sans the pea.
All but 'one' succeeds for them,
Like 'one fish' in the sea.
But alas, the shell reveals,
They picked My sovereign pea.
Now My purpose their choice seals-
They're bound, but I AM free!
Claiming victory early,
The wicked sneer with glee,
'Til I sping My trap swiftly.
Break out My sovereign pea!
They will always choose the shell,
That has the sovereign pea.
Their wisdom cannot dispel,
What I've ordained to be!
Come, self-taught, and become wise!
This game that has no prize,
This game that will scrutinize,
Your will to compromise.
Living
someone’s else death ?
Was that an explicit experiment ?
Starting with an Adonis
to stitch
the wounds of angels.
An unlikely
walk through the tumor
of breast, where
no milk ejects
the ancestory. I hold
the words without meaning.
It was a tragic
flow of history.
The echo was searching a sky.
Satish Verma
They said he was finished, his moment long gone,
Buried by headlines from dusk until dawn;
Yet voices of millions rang clear and concise —
A nation stood up for its freedom and rights.
From truck stops and town halls to docks in the rain,
Came Americans done with endless disdain;
They chose not the noise of the ruling class curse,
But a banner that reads: AMERICA FIRST.
Drill bits were turning, pipelines ran fast,
Energy freedom reclaimed at last;
Supply chains anchored in red, white, and blue,
Building again what Americans do.
No longer apologies spoken abroad,
But strength without bluster and peace built on God;
NATO found clarity, rivals took heed —
Firm hands & clear purpose, virtues we need.
Two hundred fifty years carved into stone,
From muskets at dawn to a nation full-grown;
The same rebel spirit still runs in our veins —
Self-rule, strong borders, and freedom sustained.
So mark this return not of man, but of sense:
Of duty and limits, of prudent defense;
Love him or not, one truth now rings clear —
America First is why hope reappeared.
It seems the more I give Him praise in knowing His Name
The more beauty I see upon my ways, it's just not the same
I tell Him of His Sunrise and the colors throughout the sky
Every morning He has a new surprise who Reigns on High
What some so often miss always rushing to get no where
My prayer in a wish that they'd just become more aware
His birds just above the road and just look how he provides
To Him everything is owed a matter not having two sides
It's His Glory people come to see for man can't compare
The California Redwood tree or the peacocks simple flair
A prism of color in His cloud, the caterpillar soon to fly
His Glory screams so loud as do the Heavens in His sky
Perhaps you'll give Him a wink admiring what He's done
Then to save you you then realize He sent His only Son
A simple Lily in the valley it's beauty never to be noticed
Tell Him what you see and He'll tell you all you have missed
Psalms 148:5
Let them praise the name of the LORD:
for he commanded, and they were created.
a song for lady sovereignty
this is the first thing i remember
i was a husky, curled, and waking moon
when i first dreamed this dream
when my blue and yellow inside sea
first saw lady sovereignty
she was a twisty movement of ease and grace
a healthy, strong
brown-red hourglass
slippery, windless
aching to resurface
to wrap her damp knot of answers
around my confused and dependent blues
to revive my glum and gloomy attitude
toward reason
he was floating golden bright
when he first felt her sound
a hidden figure
dressed in rocky
warm, and rolling ivy gowns
his frame was shaken as she starting singing
a song that had no words
she held his face and surged him forward
toward rebirth by beaded turns
instead of absorbing, he pushed her
ignored her
and cried out loud in lonely fear
'pesky lady, get away from me
just five more minutes at my mother's breast
a little more time in her prickly
long dead, rotten arms
that i half believe are comforting
i like the stink, the selfish, disillusioned power
that my new great father taught me
i do not need you! i do want you, lady sovereignty'
so now forever he remains underneath
darkness
pretending all the while
but to me, her mystery smelled sweet
the waters calmed, she drifted ever upward
and asked to strike a deal
'use your words for good
to cure
to remind the people
to heal
to revitalize and resurrect, to inhale united
to sit in silence, to listen, to be still
to regain control from the shadow maker
and walk down roads where winds are soft and patient'
lady sovereignty, she promised me
and i took her at her word
fear will leave me if i let it
if i have the nerve to rise and steer
with her through truth's fluent, fluctuating ravine
so i stamped my stamp onto dried bark
sealed with sap and folded clean
sang songs out loud for courage
allowed myself a fighting chance
and joined the band of lady sovereignty
now here i stand, the stage is set
the wave is coming on
to walk sincerely, determined
always learning
to think our own thoughts for us
gently, gently, gently
won't you come into this dream?
a simple balance of simple ingredients
and it will stick if you just let it
i know of your disease
your pouts are heard long throughout these halls
of darkness of hurt feelings of forgetting
but i am here to offer a solution
there has been lousy odds
for far too long, i know
and whatever happens we will row forward
we will come together
to catch her
retrieve her, store her
and bring her up into our consciousness
and give her back to us
sacred, holy, balanced cascades of sovereignty
where barriers are made of wild roses
that we stop and rest beside
only to rise and continue
in a way that will make our children happy
no longer will the bad times keep us prisoner
no longer will the bad times be our slow and silent killer
with long, stringy, poisonous tangles
that have been choking us from the inside out
will you join me? do not ignore me!
we are running out of daylight
and you will miss me when i go
if you want tomorrow to be the place
where red river women are free to freely be
where evenings feel like they belong again
where unhealthy silence is broken
and good words are spoken
and she is felt and heard around the world
then allow yourself to take control
to sing, to dance, to cry, to pray
with lady sovereignty
God is the only one to fill us
even to the fullest that can be
for our father in heaven is so great
sovereign rule is in all his capacity
The disciples learned a great lesson
when they had fished and found zero
Jesus said cast your net once again
the haul was great made Jesus their hero
This haul was of a great quantity
one that only God alone could perform
showing His power to the fullest
for this Jesus would calm any storm
God is sovereign over every situation
whether we're empty or even full
for this sovereign Lord's true to His word
being presented as the living jewel
Our Lord Jesus is the saviour
who meets us wherever we are
empty or full He will truly provide
always sovereign as our shining star
(Jesus said to them, “Children, do you have any fish?” They answered him, “No.” He said to them, “Cast the net on the right side of the boat, and you will find some.” So they cast it, and now they were not able to haul it in, because of the quantity of fish.)
John 21: 5,6 (ESV)
The drinking was getting out of hand,
Using vessels from the Promised Land,
Praising gods that rulers can withstand,
A pagan king gets more than he planned!
"The enemy is outside your wall!"
"No worries, our walls are very tall!
Getting drunk is no problem at all.
Medes and all, Babylon will not fall!
Bel's greater than Judah's deity!
Bel bested Him and took much booty!
Temple vessels proves this verity-
Their God shrank into obscurity."
A hand began writing on the wall!
Belshazzar's expression said it all!
For all the wise men he made the call,
They could not interpret it at all.
The Queen Mother comes to the rescue.
"This Daniel is able to tell you.
His wisdom and skill will impress you.
Summon him now for the answers to..."
Daniel was brought in before the king,
A captive from Judah now speaking:
"Recall your granfather's chastening,
In his arrogance he was boasting.
It was a test of sovereignty!
Your grandfather lacked humility.
Warned, he failed to repent completely,
And was driven from society.
You knew this yet you still failed the test!
Boasting did not turn out like you guessed.
God's judgment is now made manifest,
Your ambition will be dispossessed.
'MENE, MENE' - Your kingdom days now come to an end.
'TEKEL' - Your fitness to rule done in by sin.
'PHARSIN' - Medes and Persians attack you and win."
Babylon was felled that very night.
God's timimg was dead-on in hindsight.
Cyrus the Mede would end the Jews' plight-
Isaiah's prophecy came to light.
If we recognise the chief of our land,
Terrorism begins to sprinkle tension over where we stand,
He mobilizes strong cohort,
And always have different analogy over a dreadful plot,
Sometimes it's more than gross,
No more can we bear the stream of his mischievous laws,
But how can we undermine his primary sensuality?
Routinely,we complain about his pessimism,
But Stupidly,he replies with negativity,
Saying,"all things falls under fatalism",
The rate of his heartbeat will increase very soon,
After we're done with an amended rule,
He will regret being a chosen fool,
When I tell him to hand over the mantle as cool,
Proudly all of us will make his impersonation expire,
And you'll reign forever as we aspire,
In you,our security is high.
And nothing will make it die.
He’d gone for a walk
In his local wood
Fell asleep there
Where he stood.
Ten years later
When he next awoke
He’d assumed the form
Of a juvenile oak.
Felt the breeze,
Felt rain’s gentle tap,
Felt the force of
Flowing rising sap,
The thrust of roots,
Anchoring down deep,
Felt aware, felt at ease,
Then fell back to sleep.
Any human sentience
Now near gone
As fifty years had
Progressed on,
Firmly established in
It’s allotted space,
A tree experienced life
At a different pace.
With the semblance of
An almost sigh
Bid the last trace of
His Humanity goodbye.
Standing firm and tall
Dominating the ground
Now the Major Oak of
All woods spread around
-Loneliness Of Thy Lamb-
A batch of Gods fingers pointing at the clouds of sovereignty ...
Ready to be devoured. The sheer beauty of an ignorant flower coming of age.
An entangled labyrinth. Bridled, majestic. Pledge fealty to the jungles paramore.
Symphony of emotions dwelling through a psyche wondering...To what beholds the thought of being alone, if the thought itself...Is an injustice to merit?
Envisioned by dreams, that someday...It'll be different.
I walked away not free from snags
caused by those in authority,
but to be free from cruelty
to save my spirit against evilness
And injustice in power's grip
Tied up by abusive six sprawling
division in command,
footsteps no trace, only an echo
weeping soul in the dusk!
Harsh words
dug deeper into my soul—
sickening insults
to my inner self—
a burden carried
within the shadowed kingdom.
So I just walked away,
to protect what is left in me:
my spirit,
which no man can ban
from entering
the paradise of sovereignty.
Walked away for peace!