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OUR TIN POT NAVY so THEY SAID in 1914 Sydney in the first World War 1
In 1914 German cruisers were cut loose
and Emden she was one…………….…(fired 38lb shells)
the Indian ocean she did for hunting choose
and 9 ships were sunk by gun…….
Then she sailed and shelled Madras , I say
captured 10 more ships, when off Ceylon…
Penang harbour a night visit,… hey!
sank Frog and Ruski warships, and was gone ….(Emden was daring!)
November 8, morse code it said… strange ship a passing there,
out near Cocos island, the German raider caused a stir
Cruiser Sydney she raced west at 25 knots or more
And sighted wily Emden who opened fire for sure
Sydney took 15 hits before, she then hit back …..(with 100lb shells)
blew away her steering gear and knocked her funnels flat (Emden)
.. ………..demise………..
The Scrap Iron Flotilla they said in 1940
Light Cruiser Sydney in World War 2
Light Cruiser Sydney had some 6 inch guns
she met Italians in the med.
sank destroyer Espero not for fun
in nineteen forty, yes its said
17th july Sydney was on patrol, when,
she was called into a fight
2 Italian cruisers waited, then,
sprung some pommy destroyers in flight....(pommy English)
Yes Sydney came to even up
the poms out gunned for sure
when she arrived with blazing guns
the Italians run for shore
Bande Nere and Colleoni rushed a bit
made smoke to get away
Band Nere then she took a funnel hit
as Sydney passed her way
Collenoni then she wore the brunt
stopped dead by Sydney's shell
so Band Nere escaped the hunt
Sydney's out of ammo… well?.:)
But if you live by the sword you die by the sword
cunning German's had their day
Sydney met a ship with hidden guns aboard
Raider Kormoran made her play
Kormoran she hid behind a Dutch flag
and when Sydney came in range ………a sitting duck ... 1000 yards
she fired first, jerked down the rag……...old navy trick
two equals did exchange………………….similar guns…
Though mortally wounded Sydney, still,
had some guns to fire,
x turret still fired with a bitter will
burnt Kornoran …'the liar'…….Don Johnson
……….demise of both……….
No trace of the Sydney sailors ...Kormoran sailors made it to the barren west coast of
Australia
and were interned as P.O.Ws....Almost seems like Karma with payback by the German navy...
Guys I would like to share my FIRST WEDDING ANNIVERSARY
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi
Hey my Honeybunch,You let my first Wedding Anniversary unforgettable..
Hey guys, you know what?? I had got a pleasant surprise from my hubby.It was our 1st Marriage Anniversary on 24th April 2013. Actually we both had tight work schedule..and hubby was at pune..It was too hard to digest that v couldn’t meet each other..but some hw prepared mentally that its ok.. will meet @ weekend..After few hours bro called and said that he is going to organize party for my in-laws and mom-dad n he said..your hubby wont come bt he askd me to conduct party tonight..I got too upset bcz f dis again..dat hw cud i without hubby :(( but after few minutes i got clue frm my momma n i ws at the top f my world..everyone was waiting to cut the cake n my eyes wer desperately searching suyog..hotel assistants wer asking quite oftenly "shall v bring the cake n i ws like..no no wait..just wait.." but later dey brought the cake aftr bro's signal..n dey started clapping n played music for wishing.. Everybody said : Now stand n cut the cake..he won’t come..my bro also said how eagerly u bin w8tin n searching fr him bt he really wont cum..my bro n my family members not only confused me but hotel assistants as well regarding suyog's arival but i said where is my hubby??????? i wont cut the cake without him..gt too too upset again n emotional :(':(' was trying his phone bt he avoided my cal n msg popped out..he is busy with other manager..talk later..gt really upset bcz f dis..den i felt now seriously he won’t come..Suddenly i had glimpse f suyog n i ws like is it suyog??????? dat ws the touching moment....gt too too excited n my happiness was beyond bound..Everybody around me laughed.He hugged me n wished me..I too wished him..later we cutted the cake n he gave me nicely decorated flower bouquet..Really “You made me insane..you made me sick..men..in your love..Without you my life will be incomplete..” Heartiest congratulations to you my Honey!!!!muahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and I wish you to b as my life partner fr all seven birth's..n lastly thanks fr hp pavilion lappy,beautiful sarees n amazing jewelleries.. :) :) /\./\
by:
Madhavi
This is being Written,Created,Composed and Conjured up from with the deepest
recesses of My Heart,My Mind,My Body and Soul.For A very Special Person In My life, My Mom.
My mother is no different than any other moms through out our entire universe But,to me She is
above all The most Beautifulest,loving,understanding,patient,caring,sym pathetic,sharing and
kind hearted women that I have ever Known.She's never a judge mental type of person.She's
always reasoning with me and showing me moral support, especially if I'm wrong and she's
always been there for me Standing Strong! Throughout my Trials and Tribulations of my life,
she'd give me her best advice and never steered me wrong.She'd always lift me up especially
when I was feeling down and Inspired me to never dwell on the past.But to pick myself up off the
ground and to keep my head up and keep moving on.She always assured me,that with the
Comming of dawn It'll be a Brand New day and Id have another Chance to Correct all of my
Wrongs!
Faith is the key she always taught me and she always tried to instill within me
Love,Trust,Honesty,Kindness,Courage,Strength and Integrity.I'd like to Hope and Pray that I was
the Ample of My Mothers eyes.But In Actuality and Reality I Always the Bad Apple Who fell Short
From Perfection In the Eyes of Society.But as loving as my is,she never faltered from Loving Me
Unconditionally.
as a Child I Remember Waking up in the middle of the night ,in a Cold Sweat and in an awful
Fright, moms would be right there Beside me Holding me Tight and Whispering Comforting
words to make everything alright.
My Mother is my Superwoman and I know deep down In my soul ,That I can always count on her
for she would Never leave me nor forsake me especially when It seemed like the whole world
ws about to come crashing in on me.
So on this Mother's Day, I'd like to fully Express my Undying Love and Sincerity's to a Number
One Mom Who Has done everything In her Power that one Person could ever do,To make not
only Me but Everyone else that she Has ever Encountered Or Touched through out Her Life's
History,As Happy and as Content as they Could Ever Be......So Thank You Very Much and I love
You My Mommy........
Form:
With apologies to Sir W.S. Gilbert
As some day it may happen that a victim must be found,
I've got a little list--I've got a little list.
Of society offenders who might well be underground,
And who never would be missed--who
never would be missed!
There's the pestilential pundits who write without a clue—
All men with bloated bellies who hang out guzzling brew—
All children who play computer games and beat you just like that—
All people who like a glutton eat but keep their tummies flat—
The terrifying boss you've only just met, who on first names insists—
They'd none of 'em be missed--they'd none of 'em be missed!
CHORUS. He's got 'em on the list--he's got 'em on the list;
And they'll none of 'em be missed--
they'll none of 'em be missed.
There's the Metallica lead guitarist and the others of his race,
And Material Girl, Madonna—I 've got them on the list!
And the fearful ladies who serve spaghetti on their finest lace,
They never would be missed--they never would be missed!
Then the millionaire ball players who smirk and snort cocaine,
And unfailingly prove that even with money you cannot buy a brain;
Then there's the homophobes in the closet who curse but mostly lie,
They'd rather stay where the sun don't shine than admit they like a guy;
And that shallowest of arrogant, back-stabbing pr--ks, the corporate ladder climberist
I don't think he'd be missed--I'm sure he'd not he missed!
CHORUS. He's got them on the list--he's got them on the list;
And I don't think they'll be missed--I'm sure they'll not be missed!
And the self-righteous jurists, who free the high and mightier,
Overbearing, moralistic judges—I've got them on the list!
All afternoon talk show hosts—nah, not Oprah —but especially Springer;
They'd none of 'em be missed—they'd none of 'em be missed.
And the slick politician who about corporate influences never lies,
"What, never?" Well, hardly ever when even their 'fluence Enron buys
But it really doesn't matter whom you put upon the list,
For they'd none of 'em be missed--they'd none of 'em be missed!
CHORUS. You may put 'em on the list--you may put 'em on the list;
And they'll none of 'em be missed--they'll none of 'em be missed!
Dear son,
Thanks for being patient with me
Though I feel that I am ignored
As being too antiquated and irrelevant to your life
Why would I interrogate Pinocchio?
It is hopeless to find anything in me to salvage
My last stroke of genius
Was getting my bid to father you accepted.
I am just so frustrated
How could everything I said or did just went over your head
If you look like me and walk and talk like me
Why can't you understand like me?
O forgive me, I have been too silent these years
To adopt the discourse of noise effectively now
Would it matter if I say I ws protecting you from bias and from tears
When a father has nothing left, he still feels he must protect his love ones
He still worry that the minotaur may harm one more child.
I know the pain of that lost
It haunts me deeply since your brother died; it changed me
I use to be just vulnerable and afraid of risk, now I am impotent.
My only weapon left is prayer, but it makes me uncomfortable
To think of an argument with God as a weapon.
This letter you ask, what is its purpose
Why can't two grown men meet and talk?
Meet? You have no time for me, I do not wear mascara
I cannot provoke your hormones to rebel against your judgment
I suddenly realize every conversation needs a drop of love to begin it.
I am neither judging your feelings nor confessing mine
You see, dear son, feelings for you is discontent of emotion
Love for me is a self so given it is nothing but sacrifice
This time the son has carved the father
Out of his image
And whittled him until the wood cries for joy.
Any which way I look at it
A knife in the hand is indicative of sacrifice
And redemption is a long way to the death of God.
Larghissimo
very slowly; slower than largo Capsaicin
protect the legs of cowboys while
riding horses and when walking
through rough landscapes. Leather
is a thick and durable material
that is hard to penetrate
may want to use incognito
to keep their personal life
separate from their professional life
A way of expressing the number of times
when it seems we are trailing along without
the others need to wish to be victorious
Scruffy, tough with an eagerness to succeed
pending the way my partner feels
my over functioning has caused me to resent
my current condition even though still respect
the person I have partnered with
Seeing so I stepped aside one night
to allow this person to shine
we forwent our collaborated partnership
to allow him to showcase his talents
against the best in the World
It was said that the person to dethrone this guy
would be seen as one of the greatest competitor
I lacked the support to full grasp my situation
and put his needs first
opportunity had past me by
but luck ws my fortune
as he had to forfeit due to the same
issues we had before
I was allowed to challenge even though
our partnership was stable
it would be a championship contest
that both promotion and fanbase would ask
to keep it way above the line
and show the worlds how great a championship contest could be
I wore my chaps and mask
and promised if I won I would unselfishly
demask and show the world who there champion is
unlike my partner who would be my challenge
I stood to lose might I gain
The match was for him to forfeit
but he said he would do so after
a twenty minute challenge
if he wasn't defeated he'd hand the title over to me
Four minute twenty nine seconds
I became champion and demasked just like
I had Promised!
Beauregard Capsaicin
World Championship Titlist
six months later the brawl began when
one guy said
"see ya'll at least I love my fans"
Guitfiddle verse Capsaicin
The End of The Terrific Two
Written by:Pogust Mancey
of the BigCity Cowboys
Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS (KAL-EL-3000)
(To Renata, Loni, Sabrina & 'Lil Matilda, 'The' ELs!)
[ELLIE GOULDING, HALCYON, Track No. 11 (for all, or as optioned)]
WITH ONLY...ANIMALS...AS MY FRIENDS...I'M GOOD AS...DEAD!
IN THE WATER...THE DARKNESS, THE COLDNESS, THE CLOUDS...OF THE
DEEPEST SPACE!
THEIR VOICES IN THE NIGHT...AMUZE ME, ANNOY ME, BOTHER ME......
BECAUSE OF YOU!
YOUR VOICE!
THE DEEPNESS.........THE ECHO.........OF A.........HUMAN HEART!
GOD-DAMN YOU!
YOUR VOICE!
HE'S DEAD [ORIGINAL KAL-EL, SUPER-MAN].........LIKE THAT.........
GOD-DAMN SPACE!
[SIMPLE MINDS, "Don't You (Forget About Me)"]
TERRORS OF THE NIGHT.........YOUR 'NIGHTS'.........I LAUGH, I CRY!
'TERRORS OF FRIGHT'.........RIGHT?!?!?
YOU CRY AND DIE!
I LAUGH.........AND CRY!
THOSE......TERRIBLE......TERRORS OF THE UGLIEST AND CRUELEST.........
WHAT?
'SINFUL' NIGHTS?
I CRY AND CRY.........TILL I DIE!
NOT BAD.........THIS 'LEFT-TO-RIGHT'.........AND.........'RIGHT-TO-LEFT!'
NOW............TRY THIS!
[BLINDING SPEED!]
W-W-W-W-W-WHAT?!?!? [SUPER-GIRL'S FRIEND]
NOT BAD.........HUH? [SUPER-GIRL]
HUH-H-H-H-H-H? [SUPER-GIRL'S FRIEND]
[ELLIE GOULDING, HALYCION, Track No. 2]
AND 'GOD' KNOWS.........I'M A DIRTY ROTTED...SINNER!
GOD-DAMN-YOU!
MY FISTS!
MY ANGER!
THOSE HARSHEST.........DEEPEST.........VECTORS OF SPACE!
GOD-DAMN-YOU.........AND.........'HIM!'
AND 'GOD' KNOWS......I'M A DIRTY ROTTED......SINNER!
GOD-DAMN-YOU......AND-ME......AND-HIM! [ORIGINAL SUPER-MAN]
A......GOD-DAMN......DIRTY ROTTED SINNER!
SINNER! SINNER! SINNER!
GOD-DAMN-YOU.........GOD!
[ELLIE GOULDING, HALCYION, Track No. 3]
PINK-YELLOW-GREEN......LAV-EN-DAR-PINK-OR......BLUE!
PINK-OR-BLUE?
WHAT'S-NICE-TO......YOU?
THINK-IT'S.........SEXY?
PINK-OR-BLUE.........ME-AND-YOU?
MALTS-AND-MILK.........BURGERS-AND-FRIES!
DATES-AND-DATES.........FIVE-Ws-AND-NEWS!
FACT-OR-FICTION.........DATES-AND-DESTINIES!
A-NEWLY.........DESTINED-DATE!
WHAT'S.........NEW-NEWS-TO-YOU?
[CONTINUED]
Extended Cultural Reaches
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They set the standards high
expecting alot from the
guys who were selected
to represent the covent title.
>064 Zinc plates Gold plated
beauty and magnificence
they kicked the ball around
awhile talking
often bragging
It was clear a couple
of the guys were agitated or intimidated
it was hard to tell
a level of competition was elevated
by what was asked of these men
" The Pro Wrestling Showcase"
was what the event was nicknamed
I heard one guy explain to another
why it was important for him to understand
it would ease the pain of him being
defeated
I heard them jive and giggle
everyone got quiet when they started
reading out the accomplishments of all the champions
one huy there never held any gold
he stood there
shifting from side to side
asking nervous or out of place
once he smiled while the tall guy
spoke until the tall guy snapped at him
for smiling or sporting a sill grin
they let everyone know the importance of
the prize
andus of the nostalgia that
the title represented
they told people they were
looking to expand there
audience
and were willing to offer
prizes to establish an interest
were people
and groups could prosper along side
of the host company
a jerk promoter
told one of the lesser known promoter
to stand and look cute and keep
your mouth shut
look at what real men with
money and ability can do
one guy told another guy he was putting
his families recipes for boudin and Pao Doce
and relish to make a great event even greater
he told the guy observe not allow
the simplness of greatness to make
him think he ws as great as he was.
In the Presence of Greatness
one often allow themselves to think
they are as great as who they are with
future in2past neva bk we flow accordin 2tym,
aidn the paths of our lovestruck tears to run dry,
so i bicker wt emotion denying the fact that it dies,continuosly cryin askn maself why?
why has...wt ws once a florescent dream of eternal kisses & hugs
faded away wt the flawed depth of our love,i mean...
personifying this vivid emotional rollercoaster as the night-dark,
u'll find u'll arise wt eyes visualizing more den fragments of ur broken heart,
but along wt da timid enlightenment 4rm da morning greetings of ur experience...
Rise & Shine...you see,last nyt wen u fell deep in ds love u closed ur eyes&
denied that mornin-lyt wud arise...&nw dt i visualize love az time & clocks as u&i...
inma eyes the tickn has stopped timing
&we both arise enlightened by the sounding alarmz of more than we can envision...
shadowed by blind ignorance,love izda quick-sand of understandn dt no-man cn sink in,
a beauty dt no grammatical expedition cn justify wt description...
a wild rose bush that no double-edged samoria sword cn trim...
bottom-line,she is dt window of emotion dt no black-tainted hurt cn tint
&if u feel wt i feel,den fear nt cz nw ironically we can see through her clearly...
she's dt freeway wt no limit-to-speed,
enticing bt the faster you go logically the nearer the end of the path will be...
&if ur not blessid enough to understand,den ur but a butterfly wt one wing,a bird dt cant fly,
a choir dt cant sing_without love ur simply but a pendulum dt cant swing...
until ur logic ripens & the clock stops ticking...
&u are awakened by the morning greetings of ur experience...
den u Rise&Shine...
enlightened by more than u can envision,love takes time...
With the Sun's knock they opened their eyes
"wow azure sky and bright sun in the chilly December."
That was a normal day in school
Nothing was wrong with anything
Students gathered in the main hall
Were taking lessons on First Aid
Suddenly there was bang....
And then not one or two but seven
Heavily armed terrorists entered the hall...
"Say your prayer, for your angels of deaths are here"
They opened fire, shooting in all directions...
Screems, bullets, blood, and bodies everywhere.
It was a mini doomsday... A Qayamh in Peshawar
The devils then moved to the classes
A teacher was trying to protect her pupils,
She was burnt in front of her students
Then commandos arrived and killed the monsters,
But the damage was done..
149 died that day
144 were young students
Youngest was a six gear old named Khola
They left homes smiling, with dreams in the eyes
but were brought back with holes in the bodies
Many mothers lost their minds
Many survivors still in trauma
A boy Waleed Khan received 8 bullets
Six of them in the face. He said,
"My scars are my medals, I wear them with pride,
I am a survivor, No one can scare me"
It's been six years,
Yet the scar on our hearts is fresh
The pain won't go
The smell of innocent blood is still in the air
Again it's 16th December
Their last day in school
The last day that wasn't ment to be
Sshh Listen!
Can you hear them in the air...
December 15th, 2020
A school in Peshawar was attacked six years ago. Terrorists didnt intend to take hostages but to kill only. It ws a terrible day