Best World Power Poems
She is Pacific ocean
Tranquil from outside
tumultuous from with in
Shallow it seems from the surface
But deep, very deep it decends
And what things it carry inside
Lively Coral reefs
And Volcanoes
Ready to errupt...
A world that can never be uncovered...
She is a cloud
Floating on air waves
Struggling to find a place
Where it will shower all of its gems
And those won't go wasted
But will reborn the dead soil
And the sleepy seeds
So precious, so full of potentials...!
She is a butterfly
With the heart of an eagle
Standing like a mountain
Against the Tsunamis
That rise when stones are thrown in the sea
Fragile yet very strong...
Emotional but Taciturn...
She is a moon
Having different phases
Which come out to roam every night
To enlight the valleys
To listen to the untold stories
And go back in morning to burry them....
She is light, she is beauty
A food for thought, a key to imaginations
And yes she is a flower
Scared of taking her hands of her face
For she will be cut, put in vase and eventually thrown away
Fate has this in store for flowers
She is but she is not
She exists but she does not
Like stars on a full moon night
She is there, and she is not!
She exists yet she does not...!!
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~Paghunda Zahid
Placed 01 in Brian's J. Select any form any theme poetry contest
Where Were You?
The most powerful kingdom on earth,
With Kings who rule for four years,
Christians they were since their birth,
Yet they don’t know their greatest fears,
Lies in fallow months after elections,
Three months doubled for each term,
Meant three and half year selections,
Was all the rulers could hold firm,
Their power diminished in these times,
Meant that they were in absolute power,
For the age of Revelation’s in signs,
Three and a half years in their towers,
Now we have a King who’s first reign,
Is almost complete and he needs our votes,
To put this King back in power again,
And he will win as written so very long ago,
The son of a jackal who let herself be led,
And her son now fulfills the prophecies,
Which appear in the good book easily read,
With every step he takes here and over seas,
So be afraid my Christian Sisters and Brothers,
For should he win this second run for President,
The sacred Words of John the Revelator,
Will come true; Our future is now being set,
And should you think times are bad now,
Just you wait until the next few years,
The whore of Babylon removes her cowl,
Revealing to Christians their darkest fears,
All power in the world will then shift,
To a one world order with dark intent,
He’s been appointed as the Security chief,
And to this body all power will be sent,
Cont.. Where were you - 2
In the closing days of Rome
when the end was drawing near,
There appeared at the cities edge
a noble charioteer.
He gazed down from atop the seven hills
at the city’s crumbling glory,
And let his thoughts drift back in time
to the once magnificent story.
How from this city of power
a mighty army would assemble,
To dispense the Roman way of life
and make the whole world tremble.
But now it seems the world has changed
the name of Rome has jaded,
The power that once belonged to her
has all but completely faded.
And the charioteer holds tight to the reins
to steady up the wheels,
And sits and waits there patiently
For fate to catch him by the heels.
slithering world serpent through the ocean of air
impunity by nature , to understand thee thy dare
infiltrate , dominate , conversions at will
wooing the masses , lies , poisonous they spill
masters of craft , art , they have built
architects of time , vaults filled at their will
institutions of power , early monarchs of earth
treachery and greed , impregnated gave birth
systems of government , religion they've controlled
usurpers of power were quickly dethroned
ancient houses of regents , predetermined by blood
created confusion , unenlightenment by flood
waves of misery , waves of dark history
waves of slavery , waves of atrocities
emotions attuned to human tragedy
sacrifices made to garner sympathy
death incurred , monumental price to pay
wealth accrued in an evil way
white rose of life , black rose of death
checkerboard symbols , a mean game of chess
the world at large has been in constant check
checkmate is the purpose , by whom a good guess .
Elfish eyes
Airplane goggles
Sky turtles
New Mexico
Incas Mayans
Peru’s Stonehenge
Archeologists
Extraterrestrials
World grid
Alien airports
Mythology
Alien artifacts
Giants’ skeletons
New Mexico
Power caves
Atlantis
Bermuda triangle
Vortex
Wormhole
Elfish eyes
Blinking space ships
Alas! A pandemic on earth;
Spread over the earth like a counterpane
And feasts with no respect for personality.
Has the end come?
What manner of pandemic is this
That humiliated the world powers
And buried the head of idolised humans?
Has the end come?
Alas! A pandemic on earth.
The rich live in fear;
The proud ones became wingless.
Has the end come?
What shall I do to protect myself against thee?
Shall I turn hand washing to ritual?
Shall I humble myself before the creator?
Has the end come?
Alas! A pandemic on earth
Whose effect will soon become history
And trigger man to prepare his life's account.
Has the end come?