The roar of the crowd, a deafening sound,
As helmets collide on hallowed ground.
But whispers arise, a cynical plea,
"Is victory real, or just make-believe?"
Like headlines that spin, a truth half-concealed,
Or storylines scripted, emotions revealed,
The gridiron's drama, some claim it's a show,
A pre-ordained dance, where the winners all know.
The quarterback's pass, a perfectly flighted arc,
Or a fumble recovered, leaving its mark.
Are these moments genuine, raw and untamed,
Or puppets on strings, in a carefully planned game?
The news it may bend, to an agenda's sway,
And wrestlers perform, their roles they portray.
But the sweat and the tears, the grueling long grind,
For athletes who strive, a different truth you'll find.
Though doubts may persist, and shadows remain,
The passion they bring, can't be purely feigned.
For the love of the game, in hearts burning bright,
Ignites the true spirit, and fuels the good fight.
Categories:
scripted, fear, football,
Form: Free verse
Battered winds surrounds me so
Engulfing intertwining
Capitalizing on the…
Atmospheric pressures gales
5/10/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Categories:
scripted, anxiety, appreciation, mystery, visionary,
Form: Jueju
Blossoms the dandelion
Renaissance premises ion
Borderline scripted small fonts
Newspaper article daunts
4/15/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Categories:
scripted, adventure, analogy, appreciation, celebration,
Form: Jueju
Conjured words on a puppet play
Like silly antics out of tune
All are taught the words to say
Their feet are caught in sand of dune
Going through and passing by
Just to blow harsh words for a pay
They're singers singing the same lullaby
Sour graping night and day
Categories:
scripted, 10th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Gestures made
Phrases uttered
All sound familiar
But how did this come to be?
It dawned on me
the movies watched long ago
the books read long ago
Gestures saved
Phrases scripted
The subscious comes to avail
Life is a large stage
Men and women acting
Life's cycle turns full circle.
Phrases muttered
Gestures made
Obscene acts
Despicable scripts
There is nothing new....
on the earth, earthlings
Life's cycle turns full circle
Scripts staged
Phrases written
Scenes seem familiar
movies long watched
books long read all comes to fore
Life is a stage
We are in this age
acting scripts long wired
nothing is new except the costumes
(Written 8th March, 2015)
Categories:
scripted, age, emotions, solitude,
Form: I do not know?
I want to be out between
Past the passing
virtually unreal
Take me as i is
Whereas is where as whereat isn't
squeeze the ease until is queasy
Sent a letter a to the lone
just like me
There is no one home
Categories:
scripted, poetry,
Form: Free verse
"Scripted on Tequila"
I used to love you! I cherished you! Thus you embraced me , you raised me, you shared me with the world.
I was a gift just as much you were to us....
Lies , why's , cries.....for her it was dice! Diced pineapples....naked on the beach infront of MTV , you wanted to impress the Empress l ain't talking Fergie! Nor Maggie! Yes Angie when you went full Speed l realised we were not meant to swim in the same Pool.
This is not Winnie the Pooh's episode , it is not Espionage not necessarily Nicky Minaj's butt but something beyond our control like Micheal Jackson ' s baby with Billie Jean .... feels so distant yet it was yesterday when Billy Ocean brought smiles to Men with perms and chains.
I will cut to the chase , get to that place . I miss us ! I miss you ! What you and l bring ....that is Tanaka , Tinashe , Tamuka , Palesa and Allegra our legacy , my blood....your blood together we are forever binded by life and so called love yet we gave up ! What is to be learnt from this chapter we scripted on Tequila?
Categories:
scripted, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Free verse
Scripted
Such is life,
as we go,
stumbling through,
uncertain strife.
The play goes on,
curtain rises,
feign courage through,
another crisis.
Unwilling actors,
the end predicted,
we all discover,
life is scripted.
So play your part,
we're all conscripted.
Categories:
scripted, corruption, life, repetition, social,
Form: Sonnet
Life's like a poorly penned poem,
punctuated by emotions.
And lacking in substance and weight:
it feels abstract and mystical.
Influencing the heart and soul:
love touts its own philosophy,
And postulates its existence
as extensions of shared feelings.
At times, life can be frustrating,
while sometimes, it's enlightening.
Yet, meaningful interaction
is always its overall theme.
Hope imbues life with rhyme and rhythm,
encouraging feats of magic.
And reveals the reality,
fueled by thoughts of fantasy.
Curiosity motivates,
always leaving you wanting more.
And trust fades to an illusion,
conjured to appease scripted tears.
Categories:
scripted, emotions, feelings, hurt, love,
Form: Blank verse
Thought I was yours
Forever and always
Promised eternity
Showed me your ways.
Those were promised
Same told to others
How could you sing our song
To your new lovers?
Did you make a script
Like you’re in a movie?
Bet you’re best actor
This foolish love story.
I’ll never be shocked
Heard them crying...
Same promises broken
He is just only playing.
Categories:
scripted, sad love,
Form: Light Verse
Turn right, turn left the arrow states
Go down and up never get mistake.
unchained the thorn gripped on one's neck
Freed mankind from darkest slave.
A pyramid of **** is now invert,
perverted the nation of dummy's wake.
Living off the grid is now being rehearsed
unravelled the system,torn out the script!
Categories:
scripted, celebration, courage, emotions, encouraging,
Form: Imagism
Ardent death imagines a self haven
Entrance glowing by distraction
World speed redolent of circulation
Social climbers ringing out
Transposed at the gates of bounty
Advancing as far as time allows
Currents sweeping have abdicated
A constant pursuit, jury-wrangled doubt
Still born as conscience flees
Momentarily chastising of imagination's veins
Yet the future bounces back porous
Webbed across sensual speaking skulls
Life burns by nuance and gaiety
From scripted sources catalyzed
Back through redemptive fervor of chance
Categories:
scripted, dedication, imagination, sensual,
Form: Free verse
SCRIPTED TRUTHS
Deception and scripted truths
Have weakened us with lies
Oh pitiful foolish ones don't you see
Our wills are being broken
And we hardly seem to care
We were once innocent
And purity painted our souls
Yet it has been taken,and twisted
Placing us into this selfish phase
That we think feels so good
Most of the time
Look at how hopeless we all have become
Intoxicated youth with no futures
No feelings or compassion at all
We have turned our hearts black inside
Fallen into such wasted lives
We watch ourselves go these wicked ways
Willing to give in so easily
With temptations we can't pass up
Is there nothing left to save in us
Or is there nothing worth the time,our time
Categories:
scripted, fear, visionary,
Form: Verse