Long Sir Poems
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There is always that person
Who is the most important after parents.
The one who thought us everything
And made us who we are now.
The art of being a teacher
Is like eternity.
The endless joy of progressions,
Is the ecstasy of both.
They are the God's
Who transforms us into the best one's.
Makes us prove ourselves.
And be proud of oneself's.
For me, it's my master.
The one who made me realize who I am
And what my potential is.
The one who thought me my interest
And made me the best in it.
The happiness I get out of it
Is another level of exuberance.
I like my hobby, more like passion,
It gives life to me.
Thank all the teachers
Who helps you through your works.
They are wonderful for who they are.
Because learning is as important as oxygen.
Vallabh Savani is so kind and cute
Above all, ready to help any boot –
Low caste, low esteemed or kaput.
Love through his blood does overshoot
And sooths many Sankets who commute
Benevolence to all generations coot.
In dilemma and hassle, he is parachute;
Help for a friend; foe and faulty to execute.
Has contributed to campaign anti-pollute,
Sighted orphans and settled destitute,
Awarded teachers like me and persecute
Vast enmity against him which substitute
Allies as Hardik and myself in healthy lawsuit.
Never saw him angry or upset as he commute;
Insane behaviour is far as never did he salute
Someone, but bowed his head to transmute
Inner love and care to all old and his recruit.
Remain healthy and wealthy! This my tribute.
Sir Richard Branson - Rocket Man
There was a boy who had not fared well at school
Years gone by and no one could call him a fool
Now a business tycoon and philanthropist
Virgin records, first venture on his checklist.
The owner of the Virgin Group he became
An entrepreneur with stand out claim to fame
Though it was not always a smooth sailing ride
He took the failures and mishaps in his stride.
Sir Richard Branson, born in nineteen fifty
Dyslexia made school a difficulty
That didn’t stop him chasing his ambition
He was determined to follow his vision.
A star in the making he just would not quit
Nothing and no one would stand in way of this
Each successful venture led to another
Outer space was the quest above all other.
Exploring space travel Sir Richard wished to do
Virgin Galactic has made the dream come true
This year SpaceShipTwo made its first test flight
The six on board had the journey of their life.
Sir Richard’s virtue is a lesson to all
His charitable kindness defines his call
We have to admire this boundless superman
May he continue for as long as he can.
It goes to show however humble life starts
Determination can fly one to the stars.
12th October 2021
Vernie is an invisible woman.
She knows this but she tries anyway.
“Sir! Sir! Please sir!”
He does not glance back. Instead takes out his cell phone.
Walks more quickly, afraid of her. Afraid she will chase him.
Difficult to do in her wheelchair. She sits back and takes another breath.
Breathing in the cold air that will eventually kill her.
The shelters are all full of others.
She does not want to take a bed from a baby anyway.
She is an old woman. She would like to die. She would welcome it.
She has been on the streets for six years now.
Maybe seven. It is hard to count without a calendar.
Here comes a young lady. Bouncing as she walks. Large smile.
“Hey!” Vernie yells, “Can you give me a dollar? A quarter? Anything?”
The young lady’s smile slams from her face. She glares at her.
“You people annoy me!” she says!
She walks harder. No longer smiling.
A day on the street. Or a week. Or a month or a lifetime.
Vernie thinks about her assignment. To try and get two dollars from the Christians.
She knows both of these people go to church. She saw it before she was sent.
She shudders at how pious they are in the church in front of others
Yet how little soul they have for the unfortunates.
“Pull me up!” she says to her angel committee.
“I have seen enough”, for she truly had.
Sir Lavalier joined the Crusades as a young blade.
Living the life of a vagabond in many a new glade.
Curling up with more than one pretty maid.
Until he met his match in Miss Everglade.
He wanted to settle down, but this was not to be.
She told everyone “I think he wants to marry me!”
But he was called away, and was gone for three.
By the time he returned, she had two babies, wee.
Sir Lavalier was broken hearted with despair.
He traveled to every altercation and took every dare.
He never forgot the love he had for his lady fair,
But he poured his enthusiasm into all Christian care.
Trying to make all others turn to the faith in which he was born.
He did not care about their ideas or ideals, his faith never torn.
He loved this lass, whose father had raised soybeans and corn.
Forever after his heart would lament and mourn….
Sir Lavalier’s soul was never the same, to tell the truth.
His dreams always returned to the love for his Ruth.
He never fought again with the enthusiasm of his youth.
Tainted and torn, he turned to vermouth.
Come all, sail along with me!
Welcome aboard to a Pirate's Ship of World History
I’ll be your story teller, to you I will relay
All about the great buccaneer named, Sir Henry
Sir Henry Morgan was his complete name
Whose valiance had brought him huge wealth and fame
Plundering ships…. storming the Spanish Main
Doing his mission with no mercy…his fierceness’ flame!
This valiant Welsh Army showed his atrocity
Since the later time of sixteenth hundred century
Seizing Providencia, , Puerto Principe and other towns
Elected as admiral after conquering them all successfully.
Ruthless attacks went on… invading Spanish settlements
No fear at all, a notorious privateer of English men
Aiming Puerto Bello, a city with vast treasure that time
He took over 200,000 pieces of eight, such a glorious reign!
Gathering all men to his eleven-ship fleet
Deliberating Cartagena de Indias, their next hit
But his intoxicated men had accidentally ignited his ship
His fleet was reduced, Maracaibo was the next goal to defeat
‘Though he’d sometimes unlucky chances along the way
Storms, striking reefs, or captured ships….yet, no dismay
Epic voyage continued in large vessels with his unique tactics
Most Audacious Leader of Expedition: his West Indies’ Name Display
That was his most significant voyage from 1665 and beyond
Where he also sailed with greater fate at Cow Island
On 1670, he targeted Panama firing and burning its ground
And conquered the whole troops of Gov. Perez de Guzman
Sir Henry Morgan was a respectable man ‘til he died
For he did his mission for England’s sake, 'though he was tried
His immense contributions to Jamaica were remarkable
A dependable Hero in his power, one of the England’s Prides!
©2016Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved
Dec. 30, 2015 1.55pm
Living without a father wasn’t a good fate
This in the future could bring about immense hate
But this did not stop your talent and purpose
Although you were a premature baby
This would not stop your mental development
Your curiosity became a spark to go beyond the norm
Your best friend was the truth
You needed to know the reality of something
Based on scientific truth
In calamity, you found the unity of purpose
In pain, you found the truth
In the pandemic, you found the light of lights
You showed us that during darkness light can be found!
You were a spiritual man
You were a man of science but also a man of faith
You were a man of destiny and
You showed us that there is more to life and that
Your upbringing does not determine your stream in life!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
Sir Henryi Morgan lived a life
of rags to riches. In his time,
he first was an indentured slave.
When freed, he drifted into crime.
The century was seventeenth,
The New World under Spanish rule.
A pirate Morgan had become,
and to the Spaniards he was cruel.
Sir Morgan managed to become
the captain of his own large crew,
controlling many ships and men.
This Welshman had a lot to do!
With Mansfield, Morgan sailed southwest,
there plundering St. Catherine.
Escaping, he sailed elsewhere then
assembling seven hundred men.
A raid in Cuba yielded him
A very hefty sum of gold.
To Portobelo he then sailed.
Five hundred men they were, all told.
Four hundred men marched forth with him
To Portobelo; then again
he raided other towns and gained
himself prestige plus ships and men.
At last he made his boldest move.
On Panama he set his sight.
In jungle land, he cunningly
took risks and won this major fight.
A pillager and murderer,
in England he was later tried.
Yet in the end, he saw crime pay.
Respectable and rich he died!
For Joe Maverick's "A storm on the Spanish Main" Poetry Contest
I saw a famous person
walking alone on a city street.
He was about 25 feet away when
I spotted him. I said, "Hi John,
So nice to meet you. My son will be
happy to know that I met you".
He said to me, "Come walk with me".
So, I walked a few feet with him until
I realized that I was on my job and had
important packages to deliver. It never
crossed my mind to ask for an autograph,
and I'm pleased that I didn't.
I think that he was disappointed that
I could not walk with him. I have often
wished that I had the time to talk with John.
Perhaps he needed someone like me, someone
more interested in him than in his fame, to talk
to or even a stranger to listen to.
Chances are great that he has forgotten about that
morning when he met a commoner on a city street.
Or, maybe it was also a moment He will never forget.
However, I never forgot those brief moments with John.
At the time, I had little respect for him because of the
attitude he portrayed on television. But on that morning,
He addressed me with sincere respect when he said to me,
"Thank you, sir".
I must say, that was an encounter that I never forgot, and
from that moment on, my thoughts regarding him changed.
Yes, I met a famous man who wanted to talk with a non-famous
stranger who was busy at work delivering time-sensitive packages.
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I was outside her house as I open the gate
walking through the trellis
I approached the steps
I look up and I sigh
As breathe and anxiety
I have arrived I am looking so
in part for her open heart
but I might embrace her pains as I call her name
I go up the steps to the right of me
A porch swing now i knock on the door
and it opens and her father appears
I say how are you sir may I see your daughter
he glares at me he towers over me
he looks I appear to be quivering
but I inhale I exhale the fear away
still I stand at ease now
And I won't back down this day
he said what is your intent with my girl
why are you here
I tell him sir I want to get to know her
but in this I reveal may I approach you sir
with all due respect I love your daughter sir
but this you must get I trust your heart sir
that I shall display a Godly gentlemanly foray
I want to rest in you sir and give you no doubts
I want nothing but the best for your daughter's heart
so may I prove myself to you and be doodly bound
I so know that her heart is God's first yours and your wives
and I want to earn it may I sir be yours first may I earn your trust
My future dreams and desire
Only if it's God's will and your blessing years and years away
I want her hand in marriage the father says Boy I admire your courage
You're astute standing you're just a boy trying to be a man
I got my eye on you so within your honesty
If you be real with me we'll see what the future hold but keeping your memory
This is our girl so you're on probation
Ain't no messing around with my darling child
So if you think you're interested you must confess this
My eye will be on you so watch what you do just be true I'll give you the clue
Remember first this is our girl and maybe one day would loan her to you