Juggernauts Poems | Examples

Stannie Genesis

Rough Draft

[Hook]

Despite all these doubts he shouts at the demons
From now on You cant talk me out of believing
He realized this the right time to get even
Cause he knows there is no sequel

Rough verse

feeling so helpless 
So doubtful of my financial welfare 
who the hell cares but I do 
there is a need to grind hard 9 to 9 
to find some dime 
for my family

In the midst of all, there comes my dream again

the desire to make money from what I love

it's the music  i use to fuse it with my brutal thoughts and suffering

but how? someone like me too far from america

go toe to toe with these juggernauts

Eminem, Kendrick Lamar, Cole, Nas, abel and Bruno mars

but you know what sometimes I feel confident

other days I feel like I'll not fit in mind playin games with me rock, papers but not scissors

coz I cant cut off these dark thoughts outta my vessel

I feel so restless

constant battle inside the oblongata and the grey matter

If I should take one step ahead and risk my life

or should I stay where I am stare my struggle

I don't know where to begin

unbearable it is

Ahem, Grandpa Tequila

The Holy Bible is a Journal.   
On the desk, and it's definitely 
not made of Mahogany, 
it's lightly-stained Oak.

The blanket is Navaho.   It's All Sacred.   
Those Impeccable Tribes of the Desert -via the Fountaini

 - will make more,  but the Object can't be Programmed.

It's one of the gadflies or juggernauts , 
some say Gordian Knots, 
of Simulation "Theory."

It's REALLY HARD (some say - ahem - difficult) to simulate a Grandpa.

I'Ve Been Watching That Tv Drama Set In Space With That Bloke With the Helmet

he keeps saying it's
gonna
be a bumpy ride

but that's life

and all these spin-offs
about juggernauts 
space fairies
and
helmets with no chin straps 

riding in his 
space cow
across the galaxy

i'm considering a chin-strap-beard
we are
one tonight

i explain to the human geography teacher 
in the lounge
that i am a completionist
i don't just
watch some episodes, but finish the lot

he counters, "did you see every episode
of duck tales?"

the man is mad

Skiff In a Low Place

The hull lolls,
anchored to a fouling current.
Juggernauts of heat sleep under a leaden sky,
bugs lurch and slow skirt.
I nod over my spine, afloat on a humming haze.
An osprey jumps out of a high ambit,
swooping fast.
I imagine a wind in the wake of its wings.
The bird dives, cleaves the light, arrow bright
parting the weight of these doldrums.
The wallowing skiff seems to shrug off the heavy air
as talons scoop up a wriggling fish
together with my up-lifted mind.

Weekends For Dummies

It's Friday night, work's days complete.
But years inform each week's retreat.
Youth 'gives' five days and hopes to 'get'
for two at least (their pace to vet)!
More selfish think all service cursed
and dream the Bible's truth's reversed
(God's blessings earned by 'good' we do
on Sundays sitting in a pew)!

Yes, faith may save, but 'Blind Faith' kills!
Who clothes the golden daffodils?
They stretch toward Sun (do they have thoughts?),
trash pushed aside by juggernauts.
Were Noah's woods what fleshed out ark
or trees (pre-Noah's time) its spark?
To seek true Bliss each servant's right
(All days aren't weekends, friend?) Good night!


Long Tooth
October 16th in 2021

Alphabet On Display

Abominable Aborigine
Boycotted Baltimore’s Bakery
Canady Canola’s Cannery
Decoded deceitful debauchery

Endless energetic energy
Forwarded farmyard frolicking for a fee
Geographically greeting in Germany
Hardcopy happiness hee hee hee

Ignoring ignorance illegally
Juicy juggling juggernauts
Kettledrums, Kenya and Kentucky
Livening up our literacy
Maniac madness in a manatee

Nightingale nips so nervously
October’s ocelot obviously….
Paralyzes Petunia Parkway’s parenthesis
Quaking quail quickly qualifies me

Relaying relative radioactivity
Scapegoats and scarecrows so scantily
Treat Tajikistan twice tactfully
Undermining Ukraine’s utter ukulele

Vaporizing various vanities
Wicked Washington warrants wisely
X-rays xylophones ‘xtra-instantly
Yellow jackets yield young yearly
Zippy Zeus’s zesty zoology zings with zeal between you and me.

Breathe Breath Not-

Muted my mouth open I yell,  I Scream, & Shout;
-My ears are closed my mind is filled with doubt;
Emotions variances clouded judgment at naught;
Clarity's beholden it juggernauts;
And where do I stand while I'm falling;
And what do I listened to as I'm crawling;
Covid are the breathe that breathes not;
Lost are those  souls that repented not;

7/27/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020

Juggernauts

kimo

merciless, unstoppable destroyer
kindergarten juggernaut,
the Incredible Hulk

for teens, hostile steamroller
transforms to Cain Marko
mere distractible, vulnerable mystic

youth's master of tech barrage
cybercrime’s Michael Calce
reformed, manipulative hacker worm

Date: November 29, 2019
IP-023

Michael Calce (born 1986, also known as MafiaBoy) is a security expert and former computer hacker from Île Bizard, Quebec who launched a series of highly publicized denial-of-service attacks in February 2000 against large commercial websites, including Yahoo!, Fifa.com, Amazon.com, Dell, Inc., E*TRADE, eBay, and CNN. He also launched a series of failed simultaneous attacks against nine of the thirteen root name servers.

Aimless Juggernauts

The day will soon come when it's all for naught
Can you fathom that day when we have no thought
It's the end of the show
It's all that we know
No longer has meaning, just aimless juggernauts

A Tangled Tale

We stage a dazing drama
Impetuously unfolding with scenes
Spelled by our minds and moods
Where all things happen
With the scripts discarded
 
We watch keenly a curious comedy
Everyone scheming for greased palms
Gone...when the rules were without exceptions
When shady kingpins bow to Justicia
And their sizzling sleaze unraveled
Now justicia sick of sightlessness
And has sold herself for Greek gifts
For the nuts of political juggernauts
 
We see strange scenes
Consciences sold out for their bellies
Easily welshing on their ideals
Mooching to munch around god-fathers
Who at pleasure push them around like pointless pawns
And who are they not to play their proprietors' tunes
Or dance to their rhythm?
 
We stage a tangled tale
A show of shame
Mindlessly becoming butts of jokes
Before our curious children
And validating ourselves with laughable excuses

Seating Changes

The cogs of time
are creaking to life.
The time has come for me to shoulder my
responsibility and become a man.
No, it hasn't.
It is time to shut up.
It's time for everyone to shut up.
Not time to think; thinking is an eternal funnel.
Time to grind the stones;
harvest the aeons of work.
The bounties of our travels,
Endless musty rooms of crystals and trinkets
are pulverized by the hulls
of twisted, shapeless juggernauts.

Poseidon's Gateway

sing out loud 
Poseidon
hold up your trident
juggernauts request to sail
through
your
white cliffs
but 
jagged waters
where
we
entered 
Poseidon's Gateway

Rolling Rolling Rolling

It's November blowing headlong into Christmas 
Semi trailers piled with tight wrapped trees 
Southbound juggernauts of season 
As the reason for it brings us to our knees 

Beneath the rushing need of decoration 
And perfect presents waiting to be wrapped 
Everywhere a plea for peace and reason 
Memories of magi starry rapt 

The innocence of one more perfect baby 
The gatherings of hope that this might be 
A celebration of a birth and maybe 
An end to all the bickered greed of we 

As joyful carols ring throughout a mass 
But it's just another day of hope to pass

The Whispers of a Thousand Words

lets delve into the pychological...

I do not create words, they create me,
in fact, they often consume me
I live and breathe metaphor, and simile
they reflect my bliss, my reverance, my remorse,
they mirror me, my pesona, my deepest emmotions,
when strung together words become juggernauts and can overtake me...
words are unstoppable
anguish can be dictated by a mere verse,
the glory of love personified in a prose,
each line another brick in the structure,
the foundation of humanity
that need to be heard,
that burning desire to live on, even if not in the flesh,
a desperation to not be forgotten,
proclaiming;
"i was","i am", "i will be forever",
"i too laughed, and cried, just as you do"
words are monumental
they eclipse the span of mortal life, the human clock, the deadly countdown to our end...
words can overtake me
words are unstoppable

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