We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails," by Dolly Parton ,
Hot summer was over. A mighty wind roared
out of nowhere bringing back the nasty dark clouds.
Where did the wind come from? No one really knew.
I did not know nor did I care, so long it brought
no rain, for then the wind would wet me all over.
That's when I saw a woman huddled near a bar.
Raw wind whipped around, so detrimental for her.
I could see her trembling with cold; her clothes tattered.
She was quite near of getting hypothermia.
The wintry wind was of no actual help.
I got her in the bar where at least there was warmth.
Two women helped and I paid for a tot of scotch.
I left the bar, the wind was like a breeze now.
I wandered round the area, heart-broken,
the cold breeze wrapped itself around my heart.
Its gust echoed in my heart calling for Rose.
How could I find her in such a wind-swept city?
The swirling wind insisted on its forceful call.
Listen to the wind, it churns her name in my soul.
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Categories:
forceful, wind,
Form: Free verse
As we travel on our journey
Life is not a bed of roses
While traveling on the way
You can smell the scent of roses
To make us more forceful
In doing what is good in life
Settling to overcome the fire
Reflecting life from within.
Categories:
forceful, education, journey, life, spiritual,
Form: Other
Ventura Court house
Security and after hours staff incite riot of aggression in dialogue opposition of resignation to free speech.
Forceful removal of citizens rights from bus terminal.
Bus terminal is not private property nor property of security uniform laborer.
Threat of deputy assist used.
Failure of staff to comply with law.
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At will employment statement
Categories:
forceful, america,
Form: Free verse
A black child knows the song of heavy trains,
as clanging engines brought my father home.
His weary, sweaty, fat thighs bearing strain,
from cooking pots of food for those well-known.
We felt the forceful song of heavy trains,
not rails or trams that ride below the street.
A move that in your gut of gut does reign,
black power that comes up beneath your feet.
Our past has known the song of steel on steel
as trains have carried tired heads held high.
When we approached we heard the air brakes squeal,
and at that sound we thought our hopes were nigh.
We've listened for the song of trains for years.
Their mournful horns just croon a memory,
and often resurrect the blues of tears,
or flash across the mind as reverie.
For many years we've sang the sad refrain,
with strength and power striving in the soul.
This melody of freedom laced with pain.
The weight of all life's longings taking toll.
Oh, sing a song of praise for those who bare
the weight of heavy trains within our past,
a rocking to and 'fro' from here to there,
maintaining in our spirits WILL to last.
Categories:
forceful, black african american, endurance,
Form: Iambic Pentameter
i …
swim you ...
like a river, wild
feral flesh, fiery ... merged
my press to your moans and motion
clasped in warm rapture
minds, mouths, mids
emotions spin
like sugar into cotton candy
the Stylistics float, dreamy -
musical hooka smoke that swirls
moody tendrils that wrap us, sexy, smooth
i surge to your source
touch and taste and twist and tickle
timing all with prurient precision
to free your flood
your legs about me, demanding
nails burning sensual glyphs on my back
you kiss my tongue like sweet, tender fruit
then devour -
it, me, my sanity ... my selves, desires
"murder me," i whisper, moving deep ... forceful
"please" ... begging
for my will is no longer ...
my own.
Categories:
forceful, analogy, passion, sensual,
Form: Free verse
The archer shooting his arrow without hesitating,
the musician effortlessly improvising,
the singers seamlessly blending,
the speaker clearly enunciating.
It's not about being lazy or passive
or being forceful or combative.
Nothing unnecessary or artificial,
it's about being spontaneous and natural,
coming from an inner elemental source...
like water finding its course.
Categories:
forceful, perspective, philosophy, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
His kisses were forbidden—intense and forceful, surpassing his first and second. But his third smooch was as cold as a Bollywood kiss.
Categories:
forceful, age, america, angel, appreciation,
Form: Light Verse
What tale this stamp of time can tell
in silence of a world once held,
as captive by this forceful man,
with death intent to conquer lands.
We know not much except it’s found.
Its worth would probably astound
and have the cherished owner fear,
Who would value this as “dear?”
In simple plain coincidence
it’s passed throughout the ages since
and now by pure inheritance,
discovery is result of chance.
We cannot praise this frightening face,
bringing death to millions not of "master race."
A postage stamp stands for the time,
when such despise soon met decline.
Categories:
forceful, history,
Form: Ekphrasis
Always has the warmest feeling,
Often offers support and healing;
Stops my wounds from bleeding,
Never forceful, is gently leading;
Never harsh but sometimes stern,
Is patient with me until I learn.
Can't be bought with diamond beads,
Opens flower buds, wilts the weeds;
Saw me through when I couldn't see,
Gave me a key so I could be free;
Is my best and most loyal friend,
Who sticks with me beyond the end.
Categories:
forceful, love,
Form: Rhyme
Winds gust with forceful change
Our stubborn shields prove useless
The bell tolls a warning within range
We stall behind worn out excuses
Head high or chin down…undecided
We ride against the grain defiant
Our whims like arrows misguided
On silence we’ve become too reliant
Why does it feel so immense
This shift we knew was coming
Behind a mask of false pretense
We dance to a beat so numbing
Categories:
forceful, change,
Form: Lyric
It's been an hour and ten days
The time since you went away
It's been a torture for me then
The feeling is like I'm a neglect
Everyday seems a dull moment
It's gloomy, I can't concentrate
I'm alone, I can't done my work
As if there's no life in all I see
The colors around me all dark
Every food I eat has no taste
All in my heart are foreboding
I drum my chest to say sorry
I cried a lot for my repentance
Each night is a sleepless night
It's a very long darkest silence
The day is short and no result
No friend to consult for shame
But comfort to my forceful self
My head bang for something
And wake me up from stupor
That's when I realize to myself
It's me alone can help myself
Sudden spark that live in me
I'm a self made man once again
It takes an hour and ten days
To heal myself and no one does
But me, myself and me alone.
Categories:
forceful, betrayal, emotions, health, relationship,
Form: I do not know?
The argument of silence, absonant,
hammers into the pliant mind it’s hard
nails of craving.—a spirit thusly marred
will yield to any prickle, every scant
pressure to give in.—once the foreign implant
is firmly riveted, a brain so jarred
can no longer trust its levies to guard
its thoughts against the inner, speechless “can’t”.
Quietudes disturb the peace of silent
folk, pounding its forceful will upon their backs.
When, going unfulfilled, a lurching tic
tickles the unstilled ego, its violent
lashes thrash harsh whips in frequent attacks
on the tender flesh of a crooked back.
Categories:
forceful, anxiety, confidence, fear, imagination,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Old peddler wanted a new home design.
He hired Mable, a decorator, and all was fine.
Until she decided to redecorate him too.
I don’t want to change he said, I am ninety-two.
Mable was forceful, she did not hear the word no.
She took lots of his money, and created some woe.
He sits outside his house now, for it reminds him of her.
A bossy overbearing woman, who felt like a bur.
Categories:
forceful, age, woman,
Form: Rhyme
The nature of man is stubborn
Does not want to be corrected
That's were true separation happen
If you find in the brink of death
You will seek forceful repentance
As free moral agent learn from your mistake
Do not deny those mistake
Do not repeat those mistake
Move on and learned from those mistakes
Seek wisdom from the instruction
Receive the instruction and be wise
Life as we grow up is a life of teaching
Till you go to the stage of maturity
Humble yourself and teach other
To do the same in righteousness.
Categories:
forceful, education, faith, life, wisdom,
Form: Prose
If they come ? They will come ...for one of us !
Forceful to take over
Offering strikes of violent torchered wars .
For if they will come ? They will come for one of us !
Claiming to prioritise our human behaviour action's
In life ...of our yesterday into our today's
For if they come ? They will come for one of us !
Ready they will be standing bold in absurd form ready
To hear ,no negotiation , peace bell rolling off
Our hearts soul of human tongue.
For war and punishment is all they already have in mind.
For if they come ? They will come for one of us !
Aggressive tactics...they are willing to explore .
Snatching our humanity , while they delivering their
Intergration war upon our human right's
For its empathy they lack and trauma
Pain is all they willing to serve in an
Empty prison sell , with no Lock's nor chains
For if they come ? They will come for one of us !
Knowing they have to auto flame ,booms of fear
For our voices is no longer ours, our tongues
Along with thought's ,they have stolen away and the law of injustice gloom over the world ,darker then the living day .
For if they come ? They will come for one of us !
Categories:
forceful, africa, conflict, endurance, freedom,
Form: Free verse
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