Long Defeat Poems
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Break Free (original).
I decline to be bathed in abject defeat, I intend to break free.
My endeavour isn’t dead, intellect serves as a panacea for me
My muse and I must find impassioned advocacy to meet.
I intend to break free, I decline to be bathed in abject defeat.
The solution I submit, it will be extraordinary and unconventional.
A dramatic escape from all restrictions unintentional.
Break Free Opposing.
I adore to be bathed in glorious acclaim, I intend to indulge.
I feel so securely alive, my brain can’t divulge.
My muse and I cannot agree and will only cause deceit.
I intend to remain, I am going to accept hideous conceit.
There’s no solution, it will be mundane and true to convention.
A sorrowful surrender to all chains and detention.
Sam Antix, Shuffling, Stands
Battered, Bloody, Body
Turns, Towards, Taking
Course, Cold, Cavern, Cave
Vocal, Voice, Vibrating
Frequency, 538, Forward
Face, Fierce, Foe
Only, Option, Open
Defy, Defend, Defeat
Star, Same, Seek
Princess, Prisoner, Pointed, Peak
Thirty feet within the darkness band
There appears movement upon distant sand
Demons of yellow fire forming clan
Sam dropped to his knees and then
Buried his hands deep in the sand
Cry to mother earth in land
Woman help me to withstand
Sam, than began to stand
With one shield and sword in each hand
Much gratitude to you Beloved Lady of the land
Have at thee, ye demon, Sam fanned
Slicing the first beast at mid span
Sam continued to hack at the clan
Four then came at Sam in a band
Sam with shield thrust, beasts now I make stand
Victory at all cost be my battle cry and plan
Now have at thee, ye beast demon men
Approaching now a unit of nine
Battle ready crew said superior troop
Closing around Sam, encompassing loop
Demon horde fools Sam says and begins to laugh
Error on your part, ye think Sam I am daft
Advancing on Sam now be the last nine
The first, sword take two from head fine
The third, shield severs his spine
Sword pierced two from behind
Sam had calm of mind
Last hit point dime
Spilled blood wine
Wind sign
Climb
Ever her call beckons me
Sam my dearest where art you
From the pits of hell I come
My love, on my way
Next, Now, North
Yet, Yellow, Yin or Yang
Guarding, Gate, Gargantuan
Fearlessly, Facing, Fiend
Sam’s, Saber, Shines
Winding, Willing, Wind
Battle, Began, Between
Cutting, Crisply, Clean
Limber, Legs, Leap
Knowing, Knowledge, Knight
Neck, Negate, Next
Dropping, Double, Doors
Form:
The days when the news show a ten year old walking
for miles in the sun with a pot on her head,
or rows of sad mothers,where nobody's talking
as one sits in a corner and cradles her dead.
These are the days when I check my loose money,
and though there's so little, I'm a Millionaire,
a loaf and some butter, my day is more sunny
than those in the shade with no food over there.
The days when I hear of an active volcano
fumes lethal to breathe, burning ash raining down,
what Dante's inferno is like only they know
as hot lava consumes every village and town.
These are the days when the things that need tending,
the grass may need cutting or branches, too long
are not all that important, far off lives are ending,
no flowers there blossom, no distant birdsong.
The days when we stand for a two minute silence
for those people whose lives were snuffed out on our streets
by misguided extremists whose language of violence
is snuffed out by the love of those they can't defeat.
These are the days when I kneel, speak and listen
to he who is waiting to answer my call
and though bottom lip trembles and eyes start to glisten
by my faith I know this world can get through it all.
For contest 'These are the days', sponsor Daniel Turner
June 5th 2018
Profound and sad thoughts
seem to overwhelm in solitude,
but the heart and mind seek a crimson sky
as the evening gathers big and small stars;
and quite often they lead us there...
whenever love doesn't grant us our wishes,
then reality is the dream we follow!
Making decisions can drastically change
one's life, there shouldn't be regrets
or second thoughts to avert fate:
it's either triumph or defeat,
nothing can be rearranged!
Seek a crimson sky with the heart and mind,
breathe in the scent of fragrant blossoms,
admire the vibrant colors of the blazing sunset:
God's hand paints it each evening
for our delight to remind us that He still loves us!
No Better Than Jonah
Like Jonah in a smelly jail made of flesh and bone of whale.
You called to me and said to go then like a fool I told you no.
I waited years for Your next word silence was both felt and heard.
How could I know You're in my heart yet still my world could fall apart.
All I had more than I could crave I lost it all You so freely gave.
If I had done what I was told my fertile heart would not grow cold.
Of the things You came to give I lost the home where I used to live.
Like a storm came hate and strife goodbye to you my loving wife.
I stood and saw as my dreams shattered still thinking earthly things all mattered.
One by one I watched them go so much it seems I did not know.
Over time betrayed by friends living proof that true love ends.
Even things I saw I could not see my family too all turned on me.
Broken beaten and all alone my bread to eat an unwashed stone.
Crying through the darkest night Your words to me I'll be alright.
I knew somehow though bittersweet my world destroyed, not my defeat.
It went unsaid but my heart knew I'd have kept it all if true to You.
The wretched man I came to be by Your grace You let me see.
Your mercy put my life on track as I watch in awe as it all comes back.
Edwin C Hofert
For Fighting God Poetry Contest
Across the shadowed lands the old one stood With a look of stone and staff of wood.
Evil stared along the shore where the powers of goodness worked no more.
The cities stood still as people cried for the ones in power had once again lied.
In tales of magic where once shone light
Now stood darkness hatred and night.
Mothers cry and fathers weep we face our end !
We face defeat” !
As demons laugh and the people fall
god save us now, god save us all !,
“For we knew not what we had done until to late
When we had lost the sun on that date”.
“Forgive us our wrongs”
the old one said,
We should follow the path and join the dead.
As he raised his hands and started to pray,
The demon king screamed
“Its judgement day !“
Version 1
Broken souls and disillusioned dreams. Broken toys and angels without wings
Weep for the fallen brothers and infants without mothers
Pained tears encompass the empyreal rays. Pompous worlds painted in a destitute haze
Transmogrified in the iron flood. Transmogrified in the spilled blood
Frightened children flee from the impending devouring wails of the banshees
Captured children drown in the seas for the coming spring's garden poppies
Choked whispers, within frozen forgotten tale’s, the phantom spirits lurking behind the veils
The strong beguiled yearn for their thirst, obtaining the hero’s, plagued curse
A solitary cane and an abandoned house assembled upon soot
A dying hearth and a trembling shadow with crushed raspberries underfoot
Greet the honor, greet the madness, beat the dishonor, win the chalice
Defeat the grandest, apparatus, acquire all the treasure's honored status
Version 2
Broken souls and mutilated dreams
Broken toys and angels without wings
Weep for the vanished fallen brothers
And children without hope or mothers
Pained tears encompass the solar rays
A pained world in a destitute haze
Transmogrified, engulfed by the flood
Swept away and drowned in the spilled blood
Panic children flee from shadows
Spoils feed the seas of young willows
Choking whispers, frozen buried tale
The phantom spirits behind the veil
Strong beguiled only yearn for their thirst
Obtaining the hero's plague's cursed
Wooden cane and the house build on soot
Dying hearth and trembling bloody foot
Greet the honor, greet the madness
Beat the dishonor, win the chalice
Defeat the grandest, apparatus
Acquire the treasured honored status
Updated 5/14/2019
Form:
Looking around I seem to notice
Ignorance and closed mindness
Form a lot people who
Don't even understand the clues
Life is showing them each day
That's here and will not go away
Like couples of all shapes and sizes
Ages, colors and surprises
That hold hands staying so strong
When these people treat them wrong
Or a handicap that's a deterrent
Not making life very pleasant
As they smile and are proud
With the gifts they are allowed
Homelessness is growing fast
But they will try and look past
At the hardships faced each day
Positive they'll be O.K.
Someone sick and very ill
Will not surrender cause they will
Not worry about tomorrow
Thankful for each minute borrowed
So if you are one of those
People with hearts and minds closed
Just remember you will lose
Perseverance will just prove
The underdog will win this fight
Holding on to faith so tight
Helping them defeat a war
Against those with a closed heart door
A charlatan returns despite his earlier defeat.
After two years gone, he claims he owns a seat
But there is no throne for the jester who bears
His recycled words without sparks or flares
A costume he wears, but many of us can see
he's a mean little boy who always turns beastly
He talks of being nicer, but his words aren’t divine
He's still a bully who flees. He doesn't have a spine
He called on one he wronged to ignite an old flame
But that man will not return, and he is to blame
Scripture from his mouth is spewed from a bad seed
His ego's hungry for attention. On innocence he'll feed
Nasty comments he'll make and then he will delete
He's no sugar daddy cuz nothing about him is sweet
He'll fool some, but not those who know the score
When he preaches from his pulpit, he's a total bore
He owes apologies to many who dealt with his spite
Poets, be forewarned that he is not a white knight
Sarcasm is his game, and that deserves no respect
Grow up, boy! You always alienate and disaffect
Disaffect = to cause hostility where there had been none
Don’t chase dreams till you’re out of breath,
Live what’s real — outdance the regret.
Why be another one aligned in the copycat line?
Be a glitch that sparks and makes life shine.
Start your day the night before.
Open one door, then more and more.
Win by learning to shun any signs of defeat,
'Cos hope will land you sweet, on your two feet.
Prestige won’t buy you a loaf of bread.
So be a lifter, a doer, not a leaner, instead.
Eat less, but taste the good stuff more.
Dress your flaws with something well, truly worn.
So listen to what your mum says—
Sing it out, sing it out, strong out loud!
Ride your rivers, up high into hope's cloud;
Bending with the flow, letting the currents play.
Life finds its path when you're out, on the way.
Don’t waste reality chasing dreams.
Let imagination stretch its seams.
Don’t borrow troubles—just carry right on,
Wearing it out, before the red rust, rots on.
Believe in goodness if your faith is ajar;
Starting again and again, resets the bar.
Don’t fight the river—let it be free to run,
Trusting what's lies around corners to come.
So listen to what your mum says—
Sing it true, sing it blue, to a happy tune!
In the noise, she's always be there to croon—
To hold the beat, and let the harmony grow,
She’s always right, much more that you care to know.