I may look cool but
I'm peddling as fast as I can
just trying to keep up
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
You thought you really rose above it all,
Until you realized it is for me you will fall.
You think you're always so above it all,
But I'll be here to catch you when you fall.
You like to stand as if you are so tall,
But I shall hold your hand through it all.
Your tower of solitude was for so long so tall,
But my love for you breaks down every wall.
You say you'll never let yourself feel small,
But I see through to you, I see through it all.
You once thought my thinking as so small,
Until I let you past my own emotional wall.
You thought in terms of love you lost it all,
So I showed you true love without any stall.
I will always stand with you through it all,
So always remember our love is not small.
Contra
My five-letter love parable:
„ Life without you is unthinkable“
If I were a traffic light
I would turn red every time
You are passing by,
This way a bit longer
I could keep my eyes
On you, my sunshine
If you were a movie
Watching you is my duty
Over and over rewinding
If loving you was a job
I would be the most deserving
Most rewarding the most devoted
The most qualified Candidate
I’d be willing to work even for free
As a heartthrobbing Volunteer
With the rocks they carelessly throw at us, we build our Castles; With the rocks we carelessly throw back, they build theirs...
Security
Togetherness
Empowerment
Persevere
A small but mighty food shelf, no big hoopla to feed their mission, just a small town table of plenty, for those who fall through the cracks.. a gallon of milk, loaf of bread..
Clothes upon their backs, groceries in their cupboards, a hand to hold, a sense of security in thus often cruel world. People who care about helping others with no slap on the back, just a place of HOPE..
A woman with kids in tow, looking for housing, a job to make a honest living, no big spotlight feeds their mission, just a big heart to help others, we were once in their spot, we’ve never forgot..
STEP is GODS mission, to hold every person up in prayer, simple yet meaningful, my mission to help this who need it the most, STEP is our cities anchor, a place to go if you are struggling, with friendly faces to greet you.
God looks upon the heart of those who need help, without a big Blow up on social media…
We remember her through poetry life
When rain comes down as cold as ice
Shadows of her still, her face through a window
We're crying in the night, you're no longer a widow
Oh, Pangie
The night goes into morning, just another day
Yesterday's a dream, we face the morning
Crying on a breeze, the pain is calling
Oh, Pangie
She stood there on the edge of time
This poet was a friend of yours and mine
Caught up in a world of uphill climbing
The tears are in our minds, and nothing is rhyming
Oh, Pangie
The night goes into morning, just another day
Happy people pass our way
We look into their eyes, we see a memory
We never realized, how happy she made us
Oh. Pangie
We miss you; our hearts are all breaking
You just flew away
Oh, Pangie
Well, you came and you wrote without taking
And we're mourning today
Oh, Pangie
*Dedicated to the late and wonderful "Panagiota Ramios- Pangie"
We see the news:
“She killed him,”
“He killed her.”
And we wonder—how did it come to this?
Why do people fall so far?
Is it anger, love, jealousy,
broken trust, betrayal,
the weight of family, or secrets never told?
We watch from afar,
quick to judge,
never realizing that one day
we, too, might stand on that same edge.
But what if—
before the knife is raised,
before the rage takes hold—
there was one thought,
one pause?
Instead of killing,
why not speak, seek justice,
even if it takes years?
Because even slow justice
is better than the instant ruin of a life.
Have they ever thought,
while holding that knife,
about the soul they’re about to wound—
the families who will lose
a daughter, a son,
a mother, a father,
an elder, a child?
One thought.
One pause.
That’s all it takes to save a life.
It’s better to live with pain
than to destroy and be haunted forever—
a heart turned to stone,
a machine of regret,
broken by its own hands.
Ink flowing from a pen,
Words begin taking action,
Having their impact in reality.
Creating special energy,
Thoughts into physicality,
Mending what appears to be,
Torn from their divinity.
I'm sorry that you Fell,
I already see you well.
How long?, you may ask,
Only time will tell.
Always amazing, this truth I hold,
In every glance, your grace unfolds.
Through my eyes, you will remain,
A constant star in joy or pain.
Amazing always, like morning’s hue,
Soft and bold, forever true.
No time can dim, no storm erase,
The wonder etched upon your face.
Through my eyes, you’ll never fade,
A masterpiece the heavens made.
Always amazing, this I know,
Your light is mine, and mine to show.
Eyes compete to compensate beauty,
Beyond pleasure of reasonable duty.
Money competes to compensate value,
Before time sets another price anew...
Pen competes to compensate book...
Above muse running minds unhook.
Eraser competes to compensate error,
Against stake of consequence's terror.
Mind competes to compensate brain,
Holding unto wisdom for huge gain.
Thinking competes to compensate judgement,
Having checked through for proper assessment.
Voice competes to compensate ears,
To be calm of sweet words foaming cheers!
Tongue competes to compensate understanding,
Towards convincing points so outstanding.
Seat competes to compensate buttocks,
Cum comfort not necessarily quite deluxe.
Bed competes to compensate spinal cord,
Care sets free unlike one in the hospital's ward.
Women compete to compensate survival,
Vigilant enough of approaching rival.
Men compete to compensate growth,
Virtually for both also marriage's oath.
Competition drives value-
To compensate focus guide
And fight forces turning tide,
Against what desires pursue...
I know shtts been rough
but we got this Babe
I can tell you got doubts
But you're still ALL I crave
Strung out & tired
Both way past insane
We know what we gotta do
N still haven't changed
Both got some genius level brains
Knowing together that we can create
some unfathomable, magical
-cloud 9 type-a cascade
Kinda seeming like we
both still afraid
to drop our guards 100% down
and let our souls pervade
Intertwined so deeply
like we were meant to obtain
Been way past delayed
Stuck in an entirely unnecessary
Overstayed masquerade
But
We both know
...We got this babe
There's this light in you
The one that gives you the drive to do the things you do
A will of fire
The thing that gets you up in the morning
Not caring what people has to say
Only focusing on the path you walking on
For the success you want and deserve for yourself
People will make fun and try to put you down
But remember the reason you doing it
But don't do it because otheres are doing it
Or that you can fit in with others
Do it for you
Do it because it makes you happy
Not because it makes others happy
As long as we're alive infinite chances await
Don't let doubt define your path
Chase the dream not the opinions
Soldiers standing on the Front Line
Defending and Protecting our Freedom
Military sacrifice
The aroma of War
Battleground fight
Soldier’s loss their lives
America’s Flags waving in Soldier’s excellence
The honor that follows
Thank you for your service
Hearty salute
Still standing tall to represent
Carrying yourself with Dignity
Echoes of Soldier’s voices who have gone before
Trumpets sound announcing your bravery
All the women and men
Saluting again and thank you for your continued service
Every sunrise and sunset a Soldier’s Reflecting image
The Hymn of the Fallen
Rise up once again
God Bless America
Blessings to all servicemen and women
Proudly and Honor
You have captured America’s heart
Walk on and March
You have America’s support
Happy Veteran’s Day
For all the girls in Potchefstroom
I am the Protea of Potchefstroom, a firce,
firm, frankly ferocious fortress of female force
I am a relic of Rhenosterfontein royalty, a robust, resilient, regal ruler of the landscape.
My heart is made of unbreakable stone, yet I
nourish all who come into my powerful, protective orbit.
My leaves are sharper than wit, and my beauty cuts right to the core of your very soul.
I am the definite determined, dazzling diamond in Potchefstroom's strong, serene crown.
(For all the girls in North West Province)
I am Lydenburg's Lily,the fearless,flawless, blinding light at the end of of every cosmic tunnel.
My purity is so potent it cleanses the very soul of the landscape,leaving only sparkling perfection.
I am a pillar of platinum brilliance, making fresh snow seem dirty and dull by comparison. The light of the sun actively tries to hide behind clouds, knowing it cannot compete with my brilliance.
My elegance has it's own gravitational pull, bending the knees and expectations of all who witness me
I am the iconic, the incredible, the immaculate standard by which all beauty is measured.
Specific Types of Dedication Poems
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adherence, commitment, devotion, allegiance, wholeheartedness, single mindedness, devotedness, devotion, inscription, envoy, consecration, address, message, glorification, celebration, hallowing,