Political game is so dangerous,
Yoh! I wonder why the government
of United Kingdom
granted refugee status
to some Rwandans
while planing to send other asylum
seekers to Rwanda.
Political game is so dangerous
as the government of rwanda
is secretly forcing some refugees
to join his soldiers and the rebels
M23 in the War in DRCongo,
Yoh! I wonder how the government
of England will send all their innocent
asylum seekers
in the country with no rights.
Political game is so dangerous
Yoh! I wonder how the UN will pass
this dangerous deal between the governments
of Rwanda and England which breaks
some UN laws.
Categories:
planing, africa, england, imagery, immigration,
Form: Free verse
MY SWEETS DAY...
white snow in semi world
sweets day on mark
Santa is planing for gift & sweets
children are excited for shopping
winter is shaking my teeth
still am i busy with planing
of decorative house ...white snow in semi world....
people are ready to fly there own town
dear one waiting to hug
aroma of cake, chocolate, more sweets are rolling on my tongue
here here see Santa on way to reach destine
Mary x'max ,Mary x'max,Mary x'max
by Sanjay Teli
Categories:
planing, poems, poetry, poets,
Form: Lyric
I stared at the chess board in disbelief,
against wife I was winning my first game,
with rook I knocked over her hungry queen,
and my clever pawns had cornered her king!!
I felt the power surge within my soul,
and with my knight it was check mate and done!!
She smiled bright, gave me a kiss and a hug,
and fixed me special dinner for the night!
A long night of great passion love ensued,
again it was me with check mate and done!
have stars turned their astronomical spin?
To give me such power, such easy win?
but light was soon shed on truth of the case,
it’s her cousin’s wedding in her birthplace!
was planing to go, wanted gold necklace.....
that short surge of power and first chess win!
taught me a lesson never to win again!
‘Games Mental or Physical’ contest
2nd placement
Written 5/oct/2020
sponsor William Kekaula
Categories:
planing, emotions, funny love, love,
Form: Free verse
Her eyes shooting tracer bullets
Red then red, then red with anger
Her mind a battlefield of wonder
Strategic planing of her wit
Small Huey Choppers flying around
Dive bombing and landing
SWAT teams sent in a covet attempt
Her Husband forgot
To take out the trash
Categories:
planing, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Hearts tattered and dilapidated
Eyes warn with worry, looks vacated
These souls beaten and exhausted
Their love devoured by a raven
Birth of a child with a crib now empty
Baby food jars uneaten, dippers unused
Thoughts now linger with no purpose
Time no longer has a meaning, it has stopped
She carried a child to full term
Nine glorious months of laughter and cheer
Planing and organizing then naming
This name now placed upon a stone
Years have now passed this name still appears
Memories never to be forgotten, of that day
The day their son was placed into Gods arms
Life moved on but their thoughts have stayed
On the Day their son passed away
“Written for my Niece and her husband each year since his death they have a gathering letting balloons go up into the air it has now been 18 years”
Categories:
planing, child, death,
Form: Free verse
War
In a kingdom full of combatants I heard a naval, military struggling
Combat
I am non violent And I am recovering
Death shall bring troops
'War!' said I, 'thing of jihad.'
Do they believe in God
Quite odd
And those eyes have all the warmongering
Wars
Great war - great war - great war!
Only this and a nuclear winter
Snowing atomic gluserian
That antiwar, antiwar campaign
War
I remember I was feuding
And the clans never advocating
I crave the antagonistic, calorific awareness
awareness calorific, the antagonistic I crave
War
Eagerly I looked for the disaster
War
It was castor, alabaster, vaster!
Not
I crave the warlike, war-torn warship
My conflict, I could not awaken hatred bliss
Do not enlist
Still is planing, still is planing
In there stepped a medievalist 'red army faction'
God makes love, man makes
War
8/11/20
written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
Categories:
planing, analogy, creation, humanity, visionary,
Form: Dramatic Verse
We Did Not Take Action to Start a War
it is a sad day
in the world of ours
the the leader
of the U.S.
is turning into a gangster leader
threatening massive destruction
on Iran and other countries
including destroying cultural sites
not too long ago
such actions was condemned
by the United States
as long as ISIS and others did it
but if Trump does it
it is suddenly okay
although it is a war crime
and telegraphing our moves
telling our enemies
what we are planing
that is the act
of a truly stable genius
who will go down
in history
as one of the greatest presidents
we have ever
and the president
announcing that
that he took action
to start a war
but to stop a war
is a wonder to behold
every word is false
and everyone knows it
well we are now
going down the Orwellian rabbit hole
and who know where it will end
as our dear leader
screws forth
one lie after another
and our spineless leaders
applaud
as American democracy dies
a thousand deaths
with every Presidential tweet
Categories:
planing, america, angst, anxiety, political,
Form: Political Verse
Hydroplaning in a Squall
East Horizon Looming Black,
Boiling Roiling All A'Full,
Threatens to Upset & Impact,
Boring Calm Hours Dull,
Most Seek Safe Compact,
But We Launch Our Hull,
Reefing Boom Sail Fabric,
Up & Away to the Full!
Fire Red One-Design Mobjack,
Broad Reaching Downwind,
Scaling Cascading Wave's Stack,
Shaking Bottom Vibration Akin,
To Snare Staccato Click Clack,
Spine Shivers Through Skin,
Like Galloping on the Back,
Riding a Race Stallion Arabian!
White Angry Frothing Waves,
Don't Capsize, As the Boat's Above,
Humming, the Mobjack Craves,
To Soar as Might a Seagull Love,
Screaming Planing Embraves,
Sailing in Full When Like a Glove,
Squalls Challenge Bold Knaves,
To Fit Finger like Masts to a Trove,
Of Freedom for All Daring Slaves!
Categories:
planing, adventure, sea, storm, summer,
Form: Rhyme
Who’s that Standing
On the Corner of my mind
Shouting out Insanities
Throwing up a hate Blind
Saying I’ve been Abused
Violence will justify the Crime
Pretending, he Cares about me
Secretly Planing my demise
What's that Thing Poisoning my heart in pain
Coloring my eyes Red wishing you would suffer
Pointing at YOU to blame
Surely, he walked in Uninvited while on my Knees I cried
When Desperation turned to Darkness
Good God I never felt YOU by my side
What's that voice Slyly questioning
Sowing Doubts in fields of hope
Get behind me Wicked one
Tempt Someone else
Mixing your Truth with lies
I don't Care for it
I was Born to Live and YOU were made to Die
Categories:
planing, easter, inspirational, self, wisdom,
Form: Verse
The art of living is mastered
by knowing how far to go
and then going a little farther
A nail sticking up gets hammered
so, holding the wood together is a goal
and after planing, several mounds its able to gather
Don't be blown by the turbulent winds of humanity
Don't let uneventful events define your moments
Live like everyday you're born anew
If you live by the world's insanity
or dwell on its casting ceaseless comments
you'd be bidding too quickly an adieu
Categories:
planing, life,
Form: Rhyme
the art of poetry isn’t hard to master
make the syntax good and entertaining
the gruesome heart of poetry brings disaster
a meter errant makes the lines come faster
an oxford thesaurus gets the listeners waning
the art of poetry isn’t hard to master.
a genius woke and saw a verse rush past her
it only needed polishing and planing
the gruesome heart of poetry brings disaster
she left the oven on, it gassed her
ever since her folk groan, paining
the art of poetry isn’t hard to master.
she saw her selves as coloured shapes in plaster
and round her mind, were ghosts all craning
the gruesome heart of poetry brings disaster
there’s not a lot of hope if we’re complaining
for criticism from hidden ghosts is draining
the art of poetry isn’t hard to master
the gruesome heart of poetry brings disaster
Categories:
planing, art, cool, creation,
Form: Villanelle
Something is always going to be wrong
Nothing is ever going to be right
I gave up trying
There is no perfection
Always something
Either You plan or I plan
I don't know
But it's always something
Either You or me
I don't know which
It's probably me
If everything is ever going to be right
I think I will shave my head
No chance of that
Things are going to go the way they go
I can't predict
I can't hope it turns out the way I want it
It usually isn't
So what's the point of planing?
What do you get for it?
Nothing
Everything is going to the pound
Haywire
Whatever
It's my take for the day
Take it or leave it
Bushay
Categories:
planing, faith,
Form: Free verse
They were TWO,
He told me it was a GAME,
He left, like we were to be BLAME,
Now, we have just one person left to look right in FACE,
We all adjusted our ways,
Planing and thinking big, with all what its takes,
I know we surely gonna have more, even in the short phrase,
Am all the race,
Sometimes in cries and in tears,
With confidence we moved on,
It's not just a game, but a must win RACE.
We are living,
Without u, we surviving.
We stronger,
Without u, we are a winning.
Categories:
planing, betrayal, bible, care, depression,
Form: Bio
Slow down Son
Don't go so fast
Enjoy today, here and now
Planing, prodding, deciding
Takes time, and that's what you have
Enjoy your life
Enjoy each day
Feel the joy, feel the pain
Take time, that's what you have
They say Rome wasn't built in a day
Your life doesn't need to be either
Find your strengths, feel your passion
Take time, its what you have
You don't need to decide right away
Find out what feels good, don't stray
But if you do that's okay
Take time, for what you have
Build your life on your dreams
Set goals and follow full steam
Never give in to futility or whim
Take time, for all you have
There may come a day when you say
I wish I could longer stay
But you'll need to move on
Take time for all you can
Each day I see you become
Stronger where you've come from
Learn from the past, slow down not so fast
Takes time to see all you need
No matter how fast
No matter how far
I'm behind you all the way,
Take time to feel what you need
Categories:
planing, child, growing up, growth,
Form: Free verse
am going to bell rang
this it out with a bang
grim meet new friends
watch the ball fall
do this snow or rain or wind
AM PLANING THE YEARS
END
Categories:
planing, addiction, freedom,
Form: Light Verse
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