Best Warrior Poems
I see the wrinkles in your suntanned brow,
You carried burdens then; you see them now.
You’ve heard the cries your people who in pain,
Have shed their tears two hundred years like rain.
Your sad brown eyes, reflecting now the sky
I see the wings of eagles flying by
Beside you stands an Appaloosa mare
Her spirit one with you now over there.
You hear the drums, they bid you to come near,
Your spirit drawn the beats they ring so clear.
Song like prayers are chanted through the night,
Calling you come, and help them end their plight.
You’ve heard sad cries and now stand at their side,
You join the prayers with both arms open wide,
United spirits sing until the dawn,
When in the fire’s flames a golden fawn.
Remembering a smile crosses your face,
When tribes were one with Mother Nature’s grace.
The lakes and streams flowing with waters clear,
Flow sadly now, the planet lives in fear.
The weightless feathers that adorn your head
Your tribes grey future weighed you down instead.
Now breathing deep you smell the winds of change
While here on earth your people rearrange.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
10.21.2014
Giorgio A.V. Contest
Iambic Pentameter
1st place
Don't let him sway you with his sultry rhymes
Don't let him woo and steal your heart away
Don't let him touch your soul with soulful lines
You know, my dear, he only wants to play
Don't let him tell you that you are divine
Don't let him make you think that you're unique
Don't let him say your eyes are pools sublime
You know, my dear, he wants to make you weak
He wants to break defenses and come in
To taste the hidden pleasures of your heart
He wants to take, to conquer, and to win
and then to leave when you've been torn apart
There is no greater pain than wounded pride
When truth reveals betrayal's sharpened knife
Revenge will be the thorn there in your side
For he has taken love, and dreams and life
So do not let him win in lover's game
Pick up your sword and gird yourself to fight
If you succumb, you will not be the same
I urge you then to vanquish with your might
Then still your heart and let it dormant lie
Let not your eyes take in the beauty there
He will not stop; he will most surely try
To ravish you and leave you naked, bare
So fight with all your might this war to win
Don't let your guard now slip; be strong and brave
take heed to what I say; don't fall in sin,
for none but you, your heart and soul can save
Eileen
I'm a Warrior
Don't bleed of fear
Armed and ready for battle
Anytime Anywhere
Don't look for trouble
But if trouble be
Skies of lightning and thunder
Strike my enemies
Am a Warrior
No one's too Big
To be cut down and defeated
By Grace of GOD they will
I'm the Warrior
Its win, Win or Die
Stand up for LOVE be not afraid...
Raise Swords up high
POTD 19 September 2017
Apprehensively I tramp with my lamp - through a path shrouded in gloom
Silvery shafts of light entwine and fight through foliage as they creep
Gnarled branches twist as I resist their sinister outstretched grabbing reach
With a hushed bated breath I move in stealth - to allow the restless spirits sleep
I have heard and have feared the ancient Mystical stories that are told
Of a fabled cave of age where these immortal spirits abide
A sacred and elated reverie this questing soul with them seeks
To allow ‘The Oracles’ now - to show where my elusive love hides
I have heard it expressed in a blessed rapturous appellation
This glowing love from above that eludes this restless yearning child
A bliss infused kiss that Celestial Beings have been heard to applaud
A connection of perfection that would make Heaven look down and smile
In my quest to find the nest of undying unconditional love
I search alone to find my throne in the mighty caverns of the sphere
May the spirits guide until I find my bride in barren breaths of cold
And now I see in this mystic cavity an apparition does appear
In a gentle voice I do rejoice and hold captive in their chambers
My son are you the one seeking lasting love in our golden grotto
I say yes and will you bless my jaded journey thus far I have made
We’re beings of infinity descending divinity as above so below
I fall to my knees as they say with ease - Feel the vibes of the stone
Before you embark look within your heart - Love explodes there and beyond
I shed a tear with a cavernous cheer and find where I have failed
My soul anew now I'm due for my love to be Spiritually spawned
Acknowledgement from Maria (Down Under) -
To my very dear friend and Poet Extraordinaire`-The illustrious (((Winged Warrior)), for producing this collaboration together with me. It is no surprise at the effortless speed of this production - virtually overnight (because of the time difference), and then another night with the sprucing up. It was good fun and we must do it again WW.
POTD 19 September 2017
Music by Yakuro – ‘Through The Galaxy’ - Published on Mar 22, 2016
Copyright – Maria Williams and Winged Warrior – September 2017
My Dear Enemy
Here I am
In full armor
My quill is full of arrows
My bow is taunt and ready fro battle
My horse is pristine and shiny black
I am your enemy
As you are mine to the death
I shall take my bow and arrow
Pierce you through the heart
My king shall praise and honor me
For many battles so well fought
I know I have to shoot my arrows
To save my own pitiful soul
My dear enemy
I just long for you to know
Every arrow, every drop of blood
Every soul that must depart
Due to my fine skills and sharp arrow darts
I die along with you
I know not who you are
Yet a weep for your lost soul
I imagine other times
Maybe we would sit for tea and cookies
Laughing over words of glee
You and I so battle ready
I am sorry for all the battle scars
The blood that flows so deep
Every arrow that leaves my bow
I am sure it too, also weeps
My Dear Enemy
I prey today that before the dusk
One of you will have a finer bow
My heart no longer has the will
To fill my quill with arrows so
Today, I let one of you end my day
No longer can I live on this way
All my fine arrows fired
Have finally been on target
My Dear Enemy
I love you as any man
I have only love for humanity
I pray one day
Our Kings and Queens shall feel this way
As off the battle field, I am carried away
Regarded as a warrior
this is true
Respect shown her a
definite must
Depth in knowledge
always knew
Not one to be flattered
by the lust
The fool she had played
long ago
Life's experience gave
her an edge
Not what's said but what
you show
Her shield she had taken
a pledged
Her words came natural
as I breathe
Those words only I can
understand
Warrior yet a voice that
could weave
When she fell, on her
feet she'd land
Ability to be seductive
or even fight
Either way she knew each
she'd win
Could be fearful yet a
stunning sight
Having loved only once
being her sin
Basic life she had left
so far behind
To rise above higher and
give her all
Was the best way once
she did find
So she could answer a
warriors call
W afting wonder world-wide
A stonishing, astounding artistry
R apier-like Rennaisance rhymes
R enascent, radiant resonance
I ndigo inkwells of incense
O mniscient, omnipotent originality
R evered, redoubtable Romantic
Fly to Heaven on poetic wings
My friend, Our friend
Winged Warrior
Don’t think me fragile, quick to break
No, don’t ever make that mistake
My warrior spirit’s deep and strong
I can avenge when faced with wrong
I am the Warrior Princess
I gallop on the my mighty steed
Brandish my sword, fulfill my need
What my eyes crave, I swoop to take
No human dares this heart to break
I am the Warrior Princess
With mad abandon, I make love
With eagle talons, I’m no dove
I subjugate, and I command
Full surrender to each demand
I am the Warrior Princess
When you think me supple and weak
The fire in my eyes will speak
I play a role, capture your soul
I dominate not part but whole
I am the Warrior Princess
In my veins the power to rule
No man can play me for a fool
Yes, he may think my heart is won
But can you hold the blazing sun?
I am the Warrior Princess
My fierce passion, you cannot match
Your body from her bed I’ll snatch
Ravish you till I’ve had my fill
Might let you live, or...I might kill
FOR I’M THE WARRIOR PRINCESS!!
Oh baby!
Everyone speaks of a mother's prenatal travails
that make you a part of this earth's tales.
But,
No one talks about what hassle you undergo
In your 9-month-long journey when you're all solo.
I understand what you are going through inside your mom, my lollipop.
I can make out if you're tired or doing a hip-hop.
I know that there's darkness around you
I know that you're floating in a limited space
I know that you're all alone in a strange place
I know that you're listening but cannot respond
You reach your mom's womb without an escort
You feed yourself, you water yourself, you sleep by yourself
You turn yourself away from frightening impulses.
You guide yourself to your position of comfort
You suffer heat when your mom munches on spicy grills
You choke for oxygen if your mom neglects fluids.
You shiver in fear when thunder-like noises bang your mom's ears
You cry in silence and your mom never knows that.
While your mom gets help to attune to her changing body,
You grow by yourself learning to adjust and adapt.
While a bunch of people help your mom in delivering you out,
you unravel your own ways to emerge out of life's narrow channel.
What an enchanting little learner you are!
What a great selfstanding human you are!
You stand as a lone warrior for nine months
And deserve huge respect and applause
I, your mother, promise to tap into your implicit language
Above all, I salute you for your unwavering courage.
Born to be a true warrior
never given the choice
Being muted as a child i
was not allowed a voice
Growing into this woman
with everyday being a fight
And as a real warrior never
questioned my very plight
Fearlessly into the battles
in one hand I held my sword
In my other was my shield
striding into monsters hoard
Face to face turned into a
head to head vilolent clash
As their razor sharp claws
reached out trying to slash
Dodging to my right then
my left I would then sway
With heavy swings from
my weapon I would slay
Fate determined my life to
living a warriors crusade
All alone in this hard world
Me, my shield and my blade
Tall and bold
with the heart of a lioness
Seas open before her feet
And her fingers pull
The anger from your
Lips.
She’s a fighter
And she know this
Too strong to be beaten
So most nights she succumbs
To past shadows
That never have reflected
Her worth
When she fights back
It’s a firework display
Beautifully contrasting explosions.
Don’t stand too close
Cause she burns
But reach for her
Because all alone
She,
Can light the sky.
She’s got the control of a dancer,
And the elegance of a sunset,
With the hesitancy of raindrops.
She’s the reckoning to my
Force and the
Strength in my weaknesses.
She
Is the beauty behind the
Scars and
The story behind the
Broken.
I am not a warrior
My skin is pale and soft
I am not the kindest spirit
My words can hurt you to the bone
I am not purest serenity
I am fragile and unwhole
but my eyes own warm expressions
of a giving, caring soul.
A soul so weak and strong
sensitive and true
A conflict , a fine sentiment
of what's right or wong to do
I am not a warrior
My skin is pale and soft
I am not the kindest spirit
but there's sweetness in my song
Unveiled I came to your arms
No secret in-between
You walked through all my valleys
and alleys I have been
All I was I have shared with you
Who I'm not and who I am
You touched my heart
You've seen it all
Cloaked with gossamer
and bare.
I am not a warrior
My skin is pale and soft
I'm not the kindest spirit
my words can hurt you to the bone
But I am who I am
I am human ,I am real
I have loved you
and embraced you
till lips turned cold and still
Because doubts created darkness
silent teardrops and more fear
Like no warrior but with starlight
All my battles I would win.
Inspired by the song 'Warrior' By Amber
You sit there in your castle all alone
Surrounded by the trinkets of the past
Sometimes a King is shackled to his throne
Sadly the days of glory did not last
You feel the heart of a warrior beat
Surrounded by the trinkets of the past
It seemed the world had been laid at your feet
Now it is your men that go to battle
You feel the heart of a warrior beat
You long once again to feel the saddle
The coursing of blood going through your veins
Now it is your men that go to battle
You are King so they say you hold the reins
You long for the adventure and the speed
The coursing of blood going through your veins
The sound of snorting from your mighty steed
You long for the adventure and the speed
You sit there in your castle all alone
Sometimes a King is shackled to his throne
On 7/4/2020, John wrote, "Who Mourns For The Poet."
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/who_mourns_for_the_poet_1266152
Warrior is an adjective used for a hero or a knight
I knew one, briefly, whose wings have taken flight
Not just a fine poet was John, but also very kind
Generous and caring, is how he would be defined
Endearing was his 'love and light' message to all
Departed now, but his memory I will always recall
With words of tribute, I honor his humorous wit
Always a positive attitude, he was a candle ~ lit
Rest peacefully, ^WW^ ~ You're missed, my friend
Reflecting Ripples is a poem John sadly penned
In it he wrote about "shadows" and "silent sorrows"
Oh, If from fate, I could be the one who borrows
Respite from death, you'd have more tomorrows
January 26, 2021
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I know your heart is hurting
The pain is deep and real
Residing there for way too long
Without the chance to heal
Grief has since settled in your core
And you now see the damage done
The aches are felt in layers
Losses piled up, one by one
A big, brave step you took that day
Leaving that toxic life behind
You beared the wrath for many years
Ignoring how you felt inside
One can only persevere so long
Until you have to make a change
So, though the journey's scary now
And the road ahead feels strange
Be kind and patient with yourself
And soon you'll come to see
The timing of this moment
Is exactly what you need
For when your brokenness lets the light in
Rebuilding that valiant man inside
Keep the faith and stand your ground
And the Warrior in you will shine