Long Pride Poems
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no child play involved
wipe your tears stand up tall
become STOIC; keeps you emotionally stable
walk with PRIDE; judge what don't compare
be EGOTISTICAL; don't care for anyone
think BUSINESS; profit off every thing
dress for SUCCESS; look valuable
keep a good STATUS; become desirable
have STYLE; expensive labels only
savoir your FINANCES; safeguard with vaults, gold, policies
lead with CONTROL; dominate no matter what
be SELFISH; crumb your wife, splurge with a mistress
have fantasy INDULGENCE; feed your appetite of pleasures
stay DECISIVE; wrong choice lose money
always PRIORITZE; money, pleasures, family
have dark DESIRES; harass and stalk who you can't have
be NON-MONOGAMUS; create a polyamorous way of living
Stay HAPPY; control, harm, and hinder
Wailing like the sails of a trouble boat
Upon the sea amidst a storm, like clouds
Silent screams, like the stirred souls we can’t hear
But heaven is my hope
Unsure of T’where, like wood that is afloat
Not it would steer, the current takes about
So many concealed canvases I fear
But heaven gives me hope
Where would this tune that plays so loud, this note
This one that makes us dance like we were touts
I know not where it leads. To life or death?
But heaven is my hope
What would the penny that you save to gloat
Bring you, while your neighbour’s lack avows
With my eyes I watch. I can’t cease your breath
But heaven gives me hope
My hands can’t help! Eyes watch our values die
It’s heart had held a blade, and for so long
Poor kids that to earth come, your timing’s wrong
Let heaven be your hope
Plagued with impatience, greed that make gods cry
Strength filled arms folded oft, and hurtful tongues
We wrongly pride ourselves on what we’ve got
So heaven kept it’s hope
Our fathers had been humanly! We’re vile!
Our mothers helped all things like they were one
I hope that these saintly pasts would return
O heaven hear me hope
Man’s heart had loved and true, in pasts it had
It never told a lie nor nursed illness
Alas, now lastly filled with wickedness
O heaven, where’s our hope?
Should I go quietly into the night,
Without a fight, like stars that fade unseen?
The winds would whisper secrets out of sight,
The earth would mourn where once my roots had been.
Oh let me not be shadow, swept away,
A leaf ungathered when the autumn calls—
The rivers fight to carve their restless way,
And waves will hurl themselves on ancient walls.
The oak will groan but wear its scars with pride,
The bird will shriek when storms would pluck its nest,
And mountains, cold, will not let time decide
To smooth their craggy spines to quiet rest.
Why then should I, a soul of breath and fire,
Submit to silence like the snow-bound field?
The sun does not go softly to expire,
But burns with crimson, gold, and light revealed.
No, I will rage—though soft my voice may seem,
I'll howl with foxes when the night is deep,
I'll sing with owls who haunt the silver stream,
And dance with wildflowers, though they sleep.
Let me not vanish like the dew at dawn,
Let me not yield where briar roots entwine.
I'll fight for life until the fight is gone,
And leave a trace in every branch and vine.
For nature wages war, and yet it grows,
Each death becomes a birth—a seed, a spark.
I'll rage, and leave my echo where it blows,
A quiet fight, a flame against the dark.
Was it better then, when I was a kid
Looking back at all the things we did
Did the sun shine brighter every day
Was it easier to find your way
Transistor radio by your ear
Roger Maris having a banner year
Delivering newspapers in a canvas bag
Running in the street, playing tag
Dances at the school on Friday night
Laws were written in black and white
They had moral standards on TV
And we blessed ourselves for all to see
We said Under God and crossed our heart
We couldn't wait for school to start
We played with a sponge ball and a fist
With Chubby Checker we did the twist
It was family values that we learned
A sense of pride in what we earned
We said a prayer when day was done
It was fun and sun in '61.
Bee Bee the Bee
Hi everyone; this is Bee Bee.
The two of us are engaged, to bee married. (I’m so pleased!)
We think it’s time to settle down.
We think it’s time to start a family.
I have had my adventures
And somehow I managed to find myself a Queen.
She is so beeautiful!!!
Check out me;
She is so pretty
And me, with this face; it’s now full of smiles, I’m alive!
It’s time to join the rat race once more and build our own hive.
The reason I go to work is to provide for her;
Beecause seriously dude, look at her!
She is worth all the honey in the hive
And for some strange reason she chose me to fly,
Next to her until we are old and worn out.
I will tell you how much I love her;
No, I will shout!
I love this bee! My Bee Bee!
Bee Bee and me sitting in a leaf,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G…
I am sooo happy!!!
We have been together a while now;
Flown through the darkest rain clouds.
Burst up through the cumuli and nimbus
And held each other tightly as we dropped back down.
We have so many people to love,
But I love her the most;
So please, join me in raising your thimbles
And let us all toast,
The most beeautiful bee I have ever seen!
The most beeautiful bee there is…Bee Bee.
In our future hive, my honey is her supply,
As she is my honey; look deep into my eyes,
Not around the eyes, deep into my eyes
And you will see my truth, honesty and pride.
Yes I am with her, beecause she makes my heart purr.
This sugar rush is more than enough,
To keep me falling in love.
Every day and in every way, I love her more,
Beecause every day it only gets better and better, my love.
Just when I think I could not love her more,
She says something, or does something, that I simply adore.
She cares so much that I can’t help but love,
Each and every thing that she does.
I could talk to you about her for the rest of my life,
Without ever beeing bored;
But right now I am in a rush.
You see I need to get back to her smile.
She brightens up my day, my night and forever I’ll,
Bee in love with my Queen.
My Queen Bee Bee.
It has truly been a pleasure talking to you all, I must say,
But the ceremony will soon bee under way
And she would never let me live it down,
If all my talking meant we had to show up to our own wedding late.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
The Inward Shore (Varanasi)
My dream’d domain lies where the Ganges slides,
At Varanasi’s steps where mortal pride subsides.
No gilded arch persuades me, nor the world’s loud trade,
But ash and prayer where life and death are weighed.
I seek that shore where strangers stand as kin,
And feel another’s ending stir the self within.
Where tongues grow still ere judgment claims its say,
And borrowed masks are gently worn away.
What boots it roam the globe for pleasure’s gain,
If hearts return unchanged, intact in chain?
I choose this place, for there I learn to bend,
And read my fate in lives I might yet mend.
My dream destination asks no flight from land—
It teaches me to live, and understand.
I only wish she hadn’t cried the tears meant for me while she burned under a merciless sun,
hadn’t been the sheltering forest while her own bark turned to ash,
hadn’t stood like an unmoving mountain to lift me on her shoulders toward the blue skies,
hadn’t taken upon herself the dark clouds meant to cover me like a cold autumn rain.
I only wish she hadn’t smiled through the pain that was meant for me to bear,
hadn’t swallowed her cries in deep silence to amplify the echoes of my pride,
hadn’t buried her dreams beneath the roots of trees that sought the sky in my place,
hadn’t worn the burden of my shame like a gold medal she hadn’t won.
I only wish she hadn’t stayed awake like the moon watching the sky, waiting for a lost sound,
hadn’t looked at a blank screen hoping it would become a portal to my distant face,
hadn’t whispered my name into the roar of a void thick with endless time and distance,
hadn’t forgiven my silence when it wasn’t her burden to forgive, like a sea swallowing the storm.
I only wish she hadn’t shrunk her prayers so the sky could make room for a single cloud,
hadn’t swallowed her voice just to soften my thunder that echoed in starless nights,
hadn’t worn my bruises like bracelets on wrists that bound her freedom,
hadn’t made peace with the storms meant to tear apart my dark sky.
I only wish she hadn’t learned to bleed quietly, like a flower shedding petals in secret,
hadn’t forgotten her name while singing mine into the light like a swan song,
hadn’t given up her dreams to build me a palace of sand and shadows,
hadn’t given everything she had just so I could stand in the daylight.
In this universe of thoughts and memories flowing like rivers of light through darkness,
I only wish she had danced to the melody of her own heart, free and unrestrained,
had let the light flood her dreams like a river of gold through fields of emerald,
had lived in a world where her spirit could soar like an eagle to the blue skies.
Written October 19, 2023, For Shadow Hamilton, Wild Animal Contest
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I rule in pride, a lion, I am glorious and supreme,
I am the head of land, in my royal zest, sublime.
Oh, what a treat! The zoo gift of food has come,
A fantastic sight in a shiny metal basket scum!
A smorgasbord of goodies poised to be devoured.
By biting and eating, the taste is empowered.
A bonus and edible desserts are on our plates.
Every mouthful is a celebration of auspicious bait.
Monosodium glutamate improves the flavor.
On our plate are various entries, a culinary savor.
But it's not simply food that makes us delighted.
It's the company of my lioness, yelling yet, excited.
A magnificent feast is near her yellow gown.
Creme puff cuffs, optimal for shredding, are brown.
A baseball visor on her head, malice implanted.
Peach icing and a dip are tasty foods granted.
THE HEIRLOOM
I lay within a drawer so long
Loneliness was my heart's song
My diamonds never saw the light of day
Since granma's death,I'd been that way
Her grandson went a'courting strong
Maybe my exile now,will not last long
He brought home his bride-to-be
Glowing with pride,for his parents ,to see
He slipped me on her left hand,
They planned a wedding,oh so grand
That special day soon came around
A gold band nearby, I suddenly found
For many years we would not part
Such friendship heals the lonely heart
A day then arrived,of which I live in dread
Returned to a drawer,by a bed.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2008
Verse]
In the shadows of the city lights,
I wear the weight of another sleepless night,
Bills piled high like mountains now,
And empty promises, I take a bow.
You left us stranded, no one to blame,
But I’ll light the fire, ignite the flame.
My son’s an inventor, only eight years old, bold,
His sister draws dreams in colors untold.
[Chorus]
So we rise, we’ll fight,
Out of darkness, into the light.
With candles burning, and hearts that shine,
We’ll rewrite our story, it’ll take some time.
Though you turned your back, we’re standing tall,
Together we’re stronger, we’ll never fall.
[Verse]
Days filled with smoke, escape from the grind,
In the haze of the night, I leave pain behind.
Crafting dreams with hands calloused and worn,
A tiny empire built from love reborn.
You thought you could break us, but you just pushed me free,
Now we’re thriving in colors, wild and carefree.
[Chorus]
So we rise, we’ll fight,
Out of darkness, into the light.
With candles burning, and hearts that shine,
We’ll rewrite our story, it’ll take some time.
Though you turned your back, we’re standing tall,
Together we’re stronger, we’ll never fall.
[Bridge]
Laughing at your memory, with my best friend by my side,
You thought I’d drown in sorrow, but I learned how to ride.
Every tear became a lesson, every bruise a badge of pride,
We’ll write our own fate—no fear left inside.
[Chorus]
So we rise, we’ll fight,
Out of darkness, into the light.
With candles burning, and hearts that shine,
We’ll rewrite our story, it’ll take some time.
Though you turned your back, we’re standing tall,
Together we’re stronger, we’ll never fall.