Best Tug Poems
I’m being pulled in an emotional tug of war
From side to side I sway
Waiting for someone to win
I watch you pull harder
Then you drop the rope
And there I stand motionless
Not falling toward the loyal player
I stand waiting for you to take back the rope
Sometimes I drifted in your direction
But never did I let myself fall to the ground
I knew your efforts put strain on your competitor
But I tried to control the motion
I wanted someone to win
But I didn’t want anyone to lose
How selfish can I be
Making you stay in the game
So I finally decided, no one has to win
No one has to lose
I stretched myself thin making you both happy
But only you saw my degredation
Then you looked into my eyes
You saw the pain through my smile
And you dropped the rope and walked away
There stands the victor, who stood strong
He never knew he was playing all along
Push-Pull leaders
demand your gripe
at either end of their
hangman's rope
Your willing hoist
of their own petard,
the Devil's foist
of his own retard.
"retard" in this sense="delay," as in delaying tactics.
1John 5:19.
Luke 4:5-8.
John 17:14-16.
Daniel 2:44,45.
"For tis the sport to have the enginer
Hoist with his own petar, and't shall go hard
But I will delve one yard below their mines
And blow them to the moon"
Hamlet.
Villanelle: One or the other has to give in a tug of war
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
If for altruistic reasons you invite the foreigner
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
You cannot make him feel welcome if you bar
His goat his god his concubine from your door
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
Some men cannot move without saddling altar
On their backs even if you protest as a martyr
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
The guest might share your bed with daughter
Though not the status his god reigns superior
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
He could barter his tongue for your own by law
But never the way he prays nor his women’s wear
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
The host not the guest has to give in a tug of war
If he knew the guest had come to stay forever
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Tug and pull
Spit and spat.
The battle lines
Have been drawn.
This war will be over.
Before the next dawn.
“Stop!”, She shrieks
Loud and eerie
Her eyes full of tears
And very bleary.
How can I choose a side.
How can I fight in a war,
I did not start.
Each side
A worthy cause.
The narration of each story.
Make you swing from side to side.
Stop! This battle can’t be won.
I declare each side wins.
All be it by half.
Driven mad by all this pulling-
Tearing me limb from limb!
Who do you think you are fooling?
Ah, this feeling- great and grim!
Grieving Goddess fits the bodice,
And embodies my Despair.
At this Tug of War- am no novice...
(Oh! All the Hurt I can't repair!)
Snoopy is a crazy dog
His heads always in a fog
Thinking of some fun new ways
To steal a blanket each day
That Linus loves very much
But its like an evil rush
That turns Snoopy really "mad"
He wants this blanket really bad
Hiding in trees way up high
He'll pounce Linus walking by
With an evil scary look
Becoming a blanket crook
Not giving up he will succeed
Something in him really needs
To win this blanket tug of war
It is deep in Snoopy's core
To find a cooky silly plan
And pull it out of this boys hand
A request from my daughter which I
gladly wrote
Love is a giant jigsaw puzzle.
...Or...Love is a battlefield.
An endless battle between Men and Women.
I know now that I know nothing..
A simple opinion can have catastrophic consequences..
Do I look fat in this dress?
Truth and reality are not always the best answer.
No matter what happens in life..
Men want women...women desire men.
I sat on a redwood dock
in the town of Crescent City.
My mom had recently died.
and my heart was full of pity.
South Carolina is my home
but I needed to flee.
Under cold and starry skies
tugboats pulled big ships out to sea.
I felt like the little boats.
I've struggled to do my best.
As big ships gathered speed,
the tugboats returned to rest.
Eyes focused to see the redwoods,
only God could create.
No one can deny the miracle,
the redwoods that He made.
The great Pacific Ocean,
miles from my eastern shore,
Mom has crossed her ocean.
She rests, now, forever more.
Frank Edwin was his real name.
This southpaw went on to garner fame.
With great accomplishments and few regrets,
he became the closer for the New York Mets.
This native of Martinez, California
finished his baseball playing career in Philadelphia.
He is indelibly etched in Phillies fans’ memories
when he struck out Willie Wilson in the World Series.
That was in the magical season of 1980.
What a colorful act on the mound he was to see.
Unfortunately, Tug is not around anymore.
He sadly passed away back in 2004.
I thank wikipedia.org online encyclopedia for information I obtained to write this poem.
Life is a game of chance,
between two worlds,
Reality and imagination,
between two paths,
of existing and Legacy.
Life is a game of Tug of War,
between Life and Death,
Living and Dying,
Coming and Going,
and you are the rope.
Life is a tug of war,
Between right and wrong,
Justice and injustice,
Truthfulness and falsehood,
In life's trying pathways,
We are faced with the choice,
Between two contrasting options,
We should have the courage,
To choose one of them,
That can fit into our mindset,
To lead a victorious life,
In the tug of war that is life,
Amidst the conflicting forces,
That confront modern livelihood.
The force that pulls me out is here
It’s been here – all along
The force that pulls me in is weak.
The need to be pulled out is strong
So strong, there’s no denying
The force that pulls me in is weak.
But however strong
However willing
However it’s been here
I’m scared to be pulled out.
For the reason the force that pulling me out is strong is weak
For the reason the force that pulling me in is weak is strong
One way or another – it’s been a tug of war waiting to be over.
IF the answers fail to come.
YOU should never fear.
NEED is not just for the young.
A hand is always near.
FRIEND, just call, I'll be right here.
I'M only a reflective glance.
SAILING by your side.
RIGHT or left it doesn't matter.
BEHIND the shadow, you decide.
LIKE afternoons basking in sun.
A warmth is never far.
BRIDGE the gap deep in your heart.
OVER come the past that doesn't part.
TROUBLED time's don't need to win.
WATER can cool the heated sin.
I have time as God allows.
WILL be here when you need me.
EASE your pain as best I can.
YOUR only lonely out to sea.
MIND the helm and you'll be free.
For the acrostic contest
There's no need for you to worry
No need for you to fret
I've been to see the doctor
And he says I'm not a threat
He says that I'm not dangerous
And I will be okay
And that the voices in my head
Will one day go away
If unhinged were bottle rockets
I might light up the night sky
I could snap at any moment
But I promise not to bite
Don't be nervous I'm not contagious
Though I'm not a betting man
My mind's just on hiatus
Out building castles in the sand
So you see there's no need to worry
Or call the authorities
But if non compos mentis came in Slurpees
I'm pretty sure my brain would freeze
Perhaps I see things differently
Than the normal side of town
Doesn't mean I'm pushing crazy
I'm just tugging on its hand
Please see it's the rope
Inside the game tug of war
Uniting them all