Gaining Control Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Tanka Times Two - Time and Clocks

Time racing quickly
       
                         Clocks ticking madly

The measures are absolute
   
                         Conducting meters of life
    
Keep pace with the race
      
                         With synchronized hands

Like maestros gaining control
  
                         You must act now or never
  
Join the endless concerto
      
                         To achieve your finish line


August 14, 2019

Contest: Invitation To Play
Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper

Two Tanka Intermingled; 
Read as one 10-line poem,
or read separately as two 5-line poems.

Tanka syllables: 5, 7, 5, 7, 7

War of Kings Part 2 Tyrant Rule

Burning the scriptures of truth
Gaining control of the vast lands
Leaders spreading their demonic sickness
Love ones impaled by the spears of ignorant soldiers
Happiness becoming just another thing of the past
Dominators purge the flesh of lifers
Confining foolish races with eternal slavery
The incompetent minds of feeble humans slaughtered
Oppression rears its ugly head
Unite, dethrone them all
Destroy the palaces of these tyrants
Taking back the freedom and prosperity we once held dear
Reclaim are peace of mind
Bring forth a new world promise
Demolish their temples of self-worship
New leaders will be born to save us all
A new reign of life

Premium Member The Yoke of Inhumanity

Hope tenuously hovers over our wounded world
Usurped of compassion, greed is gaining control
Mankind no longer respects the gift of human life
Apathy runs rampant when overdosed on delusions
Natural affection for our neighbors no longer exists
Ignoring the maladies is a threat to the human race
Tethered to tyranny will chain us to grief.  Divest the
Yoke of inhumanity and retain integrity to show we care


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November 14th, 2017
Humanity Acrostic Contest
Sponsor: John D. Hamilton


Premium Member Curbing Our Tongues

CURBING OUR TONGUES
There are pivotal moments
Decision points
Crucial conversations

We must choose our path
Walking to the light
Step into the shadows?

Gaining control over our tongue
Is spiritual maturity
Person who has the last word
Or the best argument is the winner

Real winner is the person with control
Real winner is the one who maintain composure
Perspective when hothead is busy loosing it
Our tongues can lead us into world trouble.

Unchecked anger
Unforgiveness
Tiny White lies
All these things pull us away from Eternal God who wants to lead us to the light

To your mouth you give free reign evil, you harness your tongue to deceit. Psalm 50:19

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Miltonic Poem - Cycles

To break the cycles of dependency
webs that entrap the soul, whether it be
drug related or alcoholic spree
Law rules, though blatant is the tendency
for stopping ears of rationality
of wise men, when those in ignorance flee
Marketable gains stir greeds avid glee
in gaining control of humanity
Recreational scene, a conjuror's trick
of a white rabbit out of a top hat
Applause, again, again, do it again
Then who will make the conjuror's wand flick
So, everyone, wants to do just that
Alcohol, drugs, how, why, is there no shame.



Date: 16/4/14

Darkhold

Bewildered emotions making me blind 
 covered with darkness racing through time.
 
A shimmer of light shines its way through
 to only be faded as darkness subdues.
 
I struggle with fear as i battle this night
 afraid of this darkness that threatens my life.
 
I'm tired and weak ,too drained to speak
 surrounded by pain with darkness to blame
 yet i continue to stay strong.
 
Digging down deep resenting defeat
 i reach for it all with hope not to fall.
 
Bursting within releasing deaths hold
 shooting through fresh as if wilted and old.
 
My darkness fades revealing a glow 
shimmering white as if covered with snow.
 
Calm soothing emotions consume my soul
 assurance of life while gaining control.
 
No darkness in sight my faith restored now with control
 and assurance aboard.
 
I begin again breath fresh with glory
 avoid the darkness and begin a new story.


The Souls of Machines

machines 
wanting
their 
souls
from
Mr. Roboto
who
is
gaining control

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