Long Anthem Poems

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Give me a reason

Give me a reason, why I should not love my father,
Through the storms, the fights, when the days got harder.
He taught me strength, the fire in my veins,
Give me one reason to forget his name.
I can’t find a reason, I’ve searched the sky,
To stop my prayers from reaching high,
I close my eyes, and I believe,
Love’s the bond I won’t ever leave.
Give me a reason, why I should not sleep at night,
When the quiet calls, and the stars burn bright.
Rest these bones, I need to heal,
Life’s too short to miss what’s real.
I can’t find a reason, I’ve searched the sea,
To let my health slip far from me.
Each breath I take, I choose to fight,
For my own tomorrow, for my light.
Tell me why I should throw my mornings away,
When the sun’s my anthem, the start of my day.
I rise with the fire, the rhythm, the call,
To stand strong, to answer it all.
I can’t find a reason, I’ve searched the ground,
To let my purpose be run down.
This is my song, this is my time,
With love in my heart, I’ll keep the climb.
Give me a reason, ‘cause I’ll hold it strong,
Through the nights so short, and the roads so long.
I’ve found none yet, in the sky or the sea,
And I’ll keep loving, for it sets me free.
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Premium Member Was That a Unicorn

A swift, surreal ethereal streak in the form of an angelic unicorn
The woodland miniatures were compelled to glance at woodland sky
Was that a unicorn? A wizened older elf asked.

Brownies and pixies were immediately in discussion.
Pixies were more hopeful, but backed down quickly.
Elementals sighed, thinking they had missed him this year.

Luckily, optimistic twinkle faeries were on their way.
Their empathetic queen had received a dream prophecy.
This was the night and the forest where he would appear.

The twinkle faeries began to sing their upbeat joyous anthem
Eager anticipation flooded back into the woods.
The brownies and pixies danced to the elven music.

At midnight the rainbow cellophane unicorn appeared.
She gave them the assurance they had been seeking.
All would right itself in the world and life could happily resume.

Pride Verses Opportunity

From the Desk of
Doorturn Falconshow
President of Championship Committee of U.W.C.
United Wrestling Council (Stadium Anthem)
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Subject: Boutious Creatious Disputious Convey
"The Libretto Re-Gift."
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Masters Of Maneuvering
Moves and Masters.....
InDispute
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"Ornery"Moxiin Wilder V. ""Big Meanie" Dilton Manox
     Maneuvers in question. (Maneuver Infringement Claus )
Bout Pending via mendeation.The exertion of control and
 oversight over a sports Wrestling Maneuvers
 to enforce rules and policy in Combat Sports.
Due to Mister Wilder's retirment and re-entry into
Combat sports, his manuvers and gimmic had
been copied or re-gifted, by Manox, The Cowboy.
Due to said likeness and manuver sharing
it has come to the Board of Directer attention
that the Petition filled by Dax Digglmen (Wilder's mangment )
that a Championship bout should settle the score. Filing for
a request of Contractual gathering has been made, if such
is seen fit by the championship commette.
All Matters are of contractual agreements pending the writting of
all stipulations of meetings.
as in where: when: Bout type(Includes stipulations, duration Perioding,
Stautus of Bout, Championship Bouts(pending winning Tiltles or Prizes)
Where to as in events or specail Events, Etc.etc.etc.
Due to the claims of Infrigments of manuvering the determination of whether
either man is gifting or sponging off the other will
be determined through a series of bouts
which will lead to a winner.
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Form: Bio

Premium Member Heartbeats On Pas De Deux

HEARTBEATS ON PAS FE DEUX

Starstruck by your smile as I opened my eyes
Snow-white cheeks glows to peaches sweet
Running fingertip to heart shaped lips

As spring breeze kiss, I am a lady longing to grow
Fear a lost shadow because warmth flows
With your presence alone, I am soppy blown

You bestow me a new life within a universe  that's dark
Walk with me, don't you depart
Let's decorate views: a tapestry of you and me

Man ... how quick you boil my fire
Your heart thumps a crystal chime choir
Cushioned pleased from your musky scent 
Words weak and not needed for us to speak

Beside the hearth, let's dance our anthem real slow

as our heartbeats jive in a pas de deux
If by chance you catch my eye
I hope for you to see our sparkles high...

Our footwork a unison graceful cruise
Two become one in this dance we choose
Best given as we don't wanna to lose


© O. E. Guillermo
October 24, 2014; 10:27pm

***Inspired by the poem made by James Fraser: THE FONDER OF YOU
***PAS DE DEUX (French, literally "step of two") is a dance duet in which two dancers, typically a male and a female, perform ballet steps together. The pas de deux is characteristic of classical ballet and can be found in many well-known ballets, including Sleeping Beauty, Swan Lake, and Giselle.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Blacken the Charcoal

Draw the embers into the wood
Stroke it like it's a three-legged stool
Blacken the charcoal of a dying fire
Fasten it to a sun swelling brighter
The object is to lick the smoking flame
Soberly thoughtful to call out His name

Should a flash shine brilliantly
With a radiant outburst of joy hotly
All about warming the frigid darkness
The ocean in which stars are as jellyfish
Will appear to the seers as Lumiere
Clearly my dear it's an Austral Hell

Toss another log into the house of Hades
Balance it on your heaven party gate           
Strum the drum to conjure up the worship
The song that worms the hawthorn brush
Into its strip tease yank along

Moon moss to heavy metal music loudly
Pound the ditty along to His shouting
The anthem of a wench's wrenching
The diddly of concerted celestial voicings
Heard charring with a fire from within
The product of an incandescent spell

See that which is bright always rises twice
Conditions darken before they go black
Then Hell behaves with new eyes
And the story is told in pantomime
About a joy and how it lingered a lifetime


Anthem for a Traumatized Youth

What thou shalt be wasted? 
With the ship of sorrow harboured.
Like it gives thee an unexpected explosion,
And the heart of trauma and darkness is implanted.
It clouds into a season of bloodshed and pain,
But all thy life seems to be bludgeoned.
Tumbled into a canvas of time,
As thou shalt find a euphoric heart abused.
No description of fear was given,
With thy face bashed and muddied.
It shalt not be a publicized cry for help, 
Nor shalt it be a dark horse murmured.
As a hard and stone-cold sadness torments thee, 
And thy emotional feelings go unnoticed.
Memories would put thee in a chokehold,
And thy mutual senses are blurred.
Thou would find that thy pride is thy worst nightmare, 
In thy skull is a slug that is slightly planted.
That, my friend, is a trauma that can drown in thy sorrows,
And it can get thee wasted.
Form: Qasida

Premium Member Independence

Isle of Man is my home  - it is a Crown Dependency and is  
Not owned by the United Kingdom. 
Democracy – we claim to be the oldest continual Parliament in the world!
Every year on 5th July we celebrate Tynwald Day
Proclaiming our new laws in an open air sitting of our Parliament
Eleven O’clock is when the church ceremony begins then the 
Norse tradition of promulgating the laws takes place on Tynwald Hill
Deemster’s participate in the ceremony, wearing scarlet robes and long wigs
Elizabeth our Queen last attended the ceremony in 2003
National anthem ‘O land of our Birth’ is sung with such pride
Cushag the national flower is worn on this special day
Evening ends with a spectacular firework display, which fills the skies

Contest: Celebrate Independence – Kim Merryman
07~18~15
Form: Acrostic

We Are Not Ashamed of the Gospel

we will never be compunctious 
as we dwell in the body of Christ
and it matters not our race or color 
nor how we live our lives
we will never be ashamed
of the anointed Gospel Word
for we know the power it has
yet to others it seems absurd 

assassinated, crucified
He was hung high on a cross 
Jesus the One who rose up again 
with a supernatural spiritual force 
as power is invested in the One 
Who in His hand holds it all 
and power is magnified in the One 
Who controls and makes the call 

with assurance and energy
we need to place our hearts and hands 
in the One with the miraculous power 
Who drew that line in the sand 
we are not ashamed of the Gospel
and we embrace the Beatitudes 
for there's truth and strength in them 
as well as a righteous aptitude

if you understand that God will always
fulfill your heart's desires 
and run circles around your enemies
while keeping you focused and inspired
we are not ashamed of the Gospel
for it has strength, power and might
as the Written Word of the Most High
has the ability to set every wrong to right 

we are not ashamed of the Gospel
as it's our anthem on how to live life
our Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth
for when we journey towards our Lord Christ

WE ARE NOT ASHAMED OF THE GOSPEL
Form: Didactic

Two Souls Entwined

In the realm of love, where hearts reside,
Freedom dances with passionate stride.
Unbound, the souls embrace the wild air,
Their love, a melody beyond compare.

Like birds in flight, their spirits soar,
Through boundless skies, they forever explore.
No chains can hold their fiery desire,
Their love, a flame that will never tire.

Freedom's touch ignites their tender hearts,
Unveiling love's depth, its hidden arts.
In whispered sighs, their dreams take flight,
Two souls entwined, embracing the night.

They chase the sunset's golden trail,
With love as their compass, they never fail.
Through valleys deep and mountains grand,
Hand in hand, they conquer life's demanding land.

Their love blooms like wildflowers in spring,
Unfolding secrets only true hearts can bring.
A symphony of passion, free and untamed,
Their souls ablaze, their spirits unclaimed.

In freedom's realm, their love takes flight,
Guided by starlight, burning bright.
Boundaries shattered, walls torn down,
Their love, a masterpiece of a sovereign crown.

Like waves that crash upon the shore,
Their love surges, forevermore.
Unfettered hearts, unbridled and free,
Two souls entwined, for eternity.

In love's embrace, they find their release,
Their hearts entangled, seeking inner peace.
With every touch, they're set aglow,
Their love, a river that will always flow.

Through storms they weather, hand in hand,
Their love, a sanctuary on shifting sand.
They dance on winds of freedom's gale,
Their love's anthem, a triumph unveiled.

In this world of constraints, they break the mold,
Their love, a story that will be told.
Bound by no borders, they conquer the sky,
A love so free, it will never die.

In freedom's realm, their hearts have found,
A love unbounded, forever profound.
Two souls entwined, their spirits set free,
A love that thrives in sweet liberty.

*_-Otieno Elvis Gikoi_*
*_THE ELO’S????_*
*_ArtFromHeart_*

Premium Member Black Panther

Wakandan African Chieftain King
Married to X-Man Storm
A scientists, prince King hero Avenger
Civil rights activists here and in Africa
Some in New York's Hells Kitchen calls him The Black Daredevil
His greatest foe name is Klaw a hand held sonic killer
In his land, in the caves and mines
Is found the metal mineral called vibranium
This true African American hero
Also a friend of the Fantastic 4
Birth name T'Challa
In USA he's known as Luke Charles
But before sings our national anthem
All hail, give thanks to this African hero 
The Black Panther

10/29/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.

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