Best Take The Stand Poems
I Love Him.
I will dream of him
lighting up my darkness,
covering me with his perfume
go crazy with love,
and make our life sufficient
gentle and persevering.
It is time to look outside
and feel fearless,
face what I fear the most,
and when the fog's lights will
move in through my window,
its time for me to move on,
to make choices that I can
live with.
I am the reason why my shadows
are awake, I must find a new way
not to look backwards.
I am only human, I need to recover
from going to one extreme
to the other.
I will look like a fierce
passionate woman;
away, away I'll fly towards him,
hold him so tight,
together, we hear each other's groan,
watch our lustrous eyes
until dawn.
Allow our secret impulses,
urge our desire to land
in each other's trembling
arms.
I'll tell him, "Listen to me. This night
will be different."
With the sigh of our breathing
echoing melodies will be sweet,
but those unheard will be sweeter.
Love me, the very word will sound
like a bell tolling me back towards you,
you, my sole lover.
How I wish to feel the infinite love
while settling together in my garden,
watch his divine face as an illusion
beneath that joyous veil.
Forbid the roses to miss the spring
as their harmonious values,
lives in our souls.
Forbid our garden not to agonize
without the light of love,
prevent the branches on the
trees from suffocating,
without the light of love.
Prevent our clouds from separating
before taking with them,
our light of love.
We will take the stand
to forbid the darkness,
and proclaim the
light of love.
That's where the key is,
if the light of love opens
a door to our tranquility,
feeling safe, our love will
become our strength.
Still together for,
forty five years.
Written By
Therese Bacha
August 18 2014
To Bonnie:
If everything should fail, I’ll raise some hell until we make it right.
We’ll rob that bank and the motel even if it takes an all out gun fight!
I’ll walk through fire so you can have all you desire and more
I will not tire ‘till I hand you an empire and, so I’ve gone to rob that grocery store!
Girl, your my Queen and I’ll stand on life’s battlefield and fight to the death.
Hand-n-hand we will stand until we take our very last breath!
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do! Not a thing I wouldn’t give.
I would lay down my life for you just so you could live!
To avenge your death I would be rebirth; I’m serious as a heart attack!
I would follow you to the end of the earth and all the way back!
Baby I love you! Without you, there’s no me, and that’s how I feel inside.
No matter what we go through we will make history as “Bonnie and Clyde!
To Clyde:
No matter what I do, just to be with you, a life sentence? It’s worth it.
I’ll give up what I have, just a chance, let me grab, just a glimpse of your soul, together
We will grow old.
They question me, threaten me, constantly all over me, and want me to give us up,
Won’t let me go, relentlessly won’t let me be.
Little do they know, I ride for you, very least die for you,
You’re the love of my life, take the stand and vibe for you
Cold when I need to be, warm when you’re touching me,
Legalities by the wayside let the world watch and see
The ends of the earth is hardly far enough, let’s get lost somewhere together with all we
stacked, and that shouldn’t be tough
Just know how much I love you; I’ll gently take this all in stride
No matter what happens here, I’m still your Bonnie, and you’re my Clyde!
Note: A collaboration with Jillian M. Johnson
I’m not supposed to see nothing else for me,
than what has been handed down.
The family farm with the morning alarm,
near a derelict rundown town.
To be working there for the annual fair,
that comes ‘round once a year -
Curse what I’ve done in the years to come,
and why I never got out of here.
Farm boy - why don’t you kneel,
and rub your fingers through the ground.
Doesn’t make sense leaning on a fence,
and just watching the world go by,
when I have two feet to walk me off the street,
where I can start a new life,
chasing the dreams where I’ve never been,
after making that firm decision -
I have to steer myself away from here,
if I’m to reach my vision.
Farm boy - do you feel;
there’s a better world to be found.
What I want to be keeps hanging over me,
like clouds filling with depression.
I’m against the wall that would have to fall,
if I use my own discretion.
Trouble starts when I break the hearts,
of generations come before,
when I take the stand and walk off the land,
never working here no more.
Farm boy - you’re a mystery;
walking away from the dynasty,
turning your back on your family.
Farm boy - living in the city.
Farm boy - why don’t you kneel,
and rub your fingers through the ground.
Farm boy - or do you feel,
that there’s some better land to be found.
Farm boy.
Disappointment and anger; now they're the real gang bangers.
Invading our lives causing nothing but disharmony and strife.
Not easily identified because they creep in on the slide.
Taking root in our spirits as an underlying feature.
Giving birth to the enemies children those demonic creatures.
We all know them by name:
hate, jealousy, backbiting, abuse, addiction, and let's not forget separation and division.
Be alert, check them at the door; and don't allow them to gain entrance into our spiritual lives anymore.
Take the stand; be consciously aware, and don't lose anymore relationships to their debilitating snare.
You know you love them, you miss them and you know you really care.
You no longer want to fight and now you know who the culprits are;
It's time to do what's right.
No more will we settle for anything less but the very best in our relationships.
The arresting agent to shut these gang bangers down is forgiveness.
From Heracles immortal line sprang Kings of Agiad
The blood of Gods and heroes in mortal flesh thus clad
And such was Leonidas, half brother to the King
Cleomenes of Sparta, of whom the poets sing
When came the call to Athens aid when none would take the stand
Leonidas Spartan stood, three hundred by his hand
‘We will take and hold the field against the Persian hordes
At Thermopylae prepared to die, we greet them with the sword.’
Thespian and Theban heard and rallied to the call
Their phalanx in the narrow pass an impenetrable wall.
Xerxes watched the waves of men diffuse against the might,
as Grecian stalwart heroes held, until the loss of light.
For two full days the Pass they held, whilst facing fearful odds,
until undone by Ephialtes, betrayer of the Gods.
Across the hills by mountain path were the valiant undone
And Leonidas understood the rearguard shield was gone
He called the valiant to his side and marked his standing stone
Let thespians and Thebans turn, here Sparta stands alone
Three hundred stood in scarlet lines their valiant death to wait
and leave the field upon their shields as every Spartans fate
Thus fell Leonidas King, who stood when none else dared
Defending Athens and all Greece lest dishonour ensnared
Remembered in the halls of Zeus with victors laurels bound
Three hundred stood three hundred fell and sanctified the ground
And thus the Delphic Oracle’s foretelling came to pass
That all of Sparta be destroyed or else King Leonidas
One year upon Plataea’s fields, with the final battle won
Remembered every Grecian heart this noble Spartan son
I missed the deadline for the contest
however
never is it late to write an entry or of horses
the entry below is my dedication to secretariat
in my opinion is and always will be
the notable horse
thank you
"the notable horse"
it matters not no one knows
it matters that all understand
understand you are the best
greater than those before you
superior to those who follow
follow but fall short of
is it seen how you proudly stand
is it known for you are a child
a child with an exceptional soul
I know and understand it all
how you command how you lead
lead us to a world like no other
some say you were born small
others say you rose from the start
the start of birth to victorious reign
overwhelming such thoughts of you
the little horse with a huge heart
a heart who said I think I can and did
to date no other can take the stand
for any such comparison is pale
pale because no other rises as you
stories live with historians and lovers
they shine forever bright with followers
eternally you remain the notable horse
SkyWatcher
10-15-21
A Walk to Freedom
Nelson 'Madiba' Mandela,
Needless I say more.
But 'cos I need scribble 'bout a gross words,
I'll erupt the plain white stadium with my trusted 'vuvuzela'.
What's life without heartbreaks?
What are roses without thorns?
What's a party without cakes?
What're doughnuts without holes?
Closing in on freedom,
Its walk is always punctuated with checkpoints of boredom,
The journey has a 'Merlin-like' setting,
No cars, no tarred roads, just fretting and sweating.
But never be afraid to run out of ideas,
For you'd gain perserverance.
Never be afraid to jump into conclusion,
For only then would you tinker on the solution.
Don't be scared of swimming against the tide,
For through this, Michael Phelps is known worldwide,
Don't be scared of losing track of time,
For Usain Bolt jumped the gun in his first race twice.
When do I sit on the fence?
When do I take the stand?
Questions pouring out your mind's lens,
Which only a freedom's walk will make you understand.
My distraught, the thought, has lost a battle unforgot.
I take, I give, the very words I live.
I've done, The sun, outrunning the only one.
My actions are not my own, a story, I've stitched, I've sewn.
I wait, I learn, my destiny turning to fate, I cannot see in my current state.
The pain is neigh, a calder or a bite, my fatigue outweighs my might.
Crowned, sound, the darkness reaks no havok. And atop I take the stand.
Demand, reprimand, the status of your rendzevous.
The story's conclusion, I cannot seem...
to find the tragic end to...
The novelty of truth has lost its true meaning
The nobility of man has lost his true being
Human being, you've lost your morality and capacity
But practically death is an eternity from liberty
And life that is part of your wife and a few cents less short of a Rand
But the few take the stand to understand
The great demand of the few who make this continent
Dark or bright, black or white as our society is stuck in the prey
Today we pray for the people that lay
In sorrow, pain and anguish and their fire they burnt bright,
Which is and distinguished
Losing our birthright: religion; culture relinquished
And embellished the truth that is kept from our youth
That society creates; the nemeses and protagonists
Giving us hugs and kisses; blowing us into pieces
Leaving our lives increases
But the true killer is out there let it all be clear
That they are spoiling Africa's tapestry
Killing a living philosophy
Draining society’s sanity
Spreading evil exponentially
This is a mental interaction so do the inspection
Because they might be in your reflection
Trump boring and bland
even though we did demand
will not take the stand
BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME BEAUTIFUL
1.)Try I confess that I am blessed;
You call me a witness;
O' Love there's no distance;
To keep a love soul-sweetness ;
Because you love me.
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah because you love me beautiful
I am Our Father's son;
And in that I'm an encouraging one;
Together you and the Father, jointly both call me beautiful;
Because you love me, beautiful!
2.)There's a love here that transcends time; Distances you call me a witness (i'm yours, you're mine;)
Guilty of Loving you I'll take the stand;
I'll be your man;
They'll I be on trial;
and in a court of love;
I'm judged guilty I am Our Father's son;
And I love you so, I'm your personal encouraging one Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah because you and our Father love me jointly because you
5/13/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025
Because you love me reflection on the beauty of nature and the dawn of new hope.
Your words evoke a sense of serenity, wonder, and promise, highlighting the majesty of the natural world.
- *Nature's beauty*: "The voice that haunts the quiet still mediocre Salem Hills the mountain screams loud the valley"
- *Hope and promise*: "Hope is instilled while the flowers are quite elope"
- *Serenity and wonder*: "Such is As it's so The air, skies and terrain"
Inspiring interpretations:
- Your poem encourages readers to reflect on the beauty of nature and its ability to inspire hope and wonder.
- It reminds us that even in quiet moments, there can be a sense of majesty and awe.
- Your words inspire us to appreciate the beauty of the world around us.
Reflections:
- Take time to appreciate the beauty of nature and its ability to inspire hope and wonder.
- Consider how nature can bring a sense of peace and serenity to your life.
- Remember that the natural world has the power to evoke strong emotions and inspire creativity.
Scriptural reinforcement:
- *Psalm 19:1*: "The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands."
- *Psalm 104:24*: "How many are your works, Lord! In wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures."
- *Isaiah 55:12*: "You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands."
No , now it would not matter if you would take all the blame ;
Ohh ! you would not do that , it's just my dream .
Yeah , it could possibly be that I lit the flame ;
But, don't lie , you also took advantage of the light beam .
I would rather stay silent then stop you from going ;
If that's what makes you happy , I am happy too .
Though I'm not ; I wouldn't extinguish the fire glowing ;
So you could let the blame to me and live your happy life through .
I won't utter a word , even though I have a song to sing ,
Good bye , my dear fellow , live a life of your dream .
I'll let the autumn come and let go of the spring ,
No tears , just a smile , let me let the silence scream.
Ohh ! you are going to a world we both had planned ;
Nontoxic , sweet and better than ours ,
I'll take the blame , I'll take the stand ;
Silence for a minute and crying for the next thousand hours .
Ohh ! goodbye dear best friend , or former to be precise ;
If that world ever haunts you , come back to this ghost .
I promise , next time , I'll be sweet and nice ;
For now goodbye , I'll miss you the most . <3
Some wear the blends of foliage
Some wear the shades of sand
Others wear the colors red, white and blue
But they all are proud to take the stand.
Some prepare with their feet on the ground
Some prepare soaring high up in the clouds
Others prepare by floating on oceans and seas
But they all are proud to share the same command.
Some are daughters and sons
Some are husbands and wives
Others are friends and neighbors
But they all are proud to protect our land.
Some have families scared to leave them behind
Some have no one and are lonely inside
Others have nightmares when they close their eyes
But they all are proud to fight for our freedom at hand.
(A flower in my garden)
Beautiful to the naked eye, yet growing at the expense of tears, From a fountain of overdue languish, watering down the seeds of regret.
Surprisingly, the passion to garden these flowers, a never-wilting will.The prickles, a subtle reminder of how painful caring is.
(I will be your helper)
An acclamation that never materialised.
I have been made a slave with a twisted spine and broken back, carrying loads of promises that never conceived.The help, a promise of a sun in winter.
(I will fight for you)
A proclamation of shadows on a cloudy day.
I have stood in rings of unwarranted bouts, an amateur boxer, taking on heavy uppercuts for being the bigger person and facing my demons head-on. Cheering on in the corner, the silence of a fighter that never was.
(Through trials and tribulations)
I take the stand as the accused, defending the honour for the accused, fighting the unfound litigation before the court of validation.
A suspect, suspected of heinous crimes that only the accuser derives from a vacuum of evidence.
(You are the food to my soul)
The culinary artistry of continental dishes I have been known to dish, Only but a paradox of "Gandhi" feasting his appetite to freedom.
The frailty of the soul that lingers, a clear manifestation of an ungrateful "viscera."
(You are the spark that ignites my desire)
The ignition that bore more than desire.
I sit comfortably, inhaling the smoke from the fires of constant outrages unleashed.
The spirit to quench down the blaze, are but tales of a ghost fire-fighter.
Teasing eyes that I can never get out
In my reveries, they haunt forever
Voluminous euphoric feelings sprout
And engross my musings without sever
Spend time gazing at the infinite highs
Your enthralling phiz pervades the blue screen
Decipher the transmitted from your eyes
Profound silence beat the heartstrings umpteen
Enchanting voice resonates in my heart
Droops me into a hallucination
Wish to soar leaving the whole realm apart
Quiet moments with exhilaration
Take the stand of Lord Byron to admire
You, as it's the lone thing that I aspire