Slay Poems - Poems about Slay

born to slay

lashes bold and bright,
curlers crown a tiny queen—
sass starts with the brush.

Slay The Giant

Hungry minds grow
This is something we need to know
Everybody wants to be at the top
Yet many don’t want to grow while
On their way to the top

The darkness paves the way
Believing in yourself is something you need to say
Life paints an adventure with different shades
The blade of truth
Should remind you that you must not forget to

who's 'fraid of poems?

who's 'fraid of poems?
not I, I said. Then again,
who's 'fraid of poems?

Slay Queens and Brazilian Butt Lifts

In pursuit of curves, some choose the lift,
A quest for beauty, a transformative shift.
But amidst the surgeries, a deeper tale,
A journey where self-love might set sail.

No judgment for choices, the paths we take,
Yet ponder the reasons, the risks we undertake.
Society's pressures, perceptions we bear,
A world where self-worth is laid bare.

South African souls, playing a role,
In

In Love With a Slay Queen

I am coming right away
To say what I want to say

Though I own no Jet or car
I am no Kanye or soccer star

Can't keep this feeling no more
Being shy  can be bore

If you like you can't say no
I will know you say so

There can't be river without rain
There can't be tears without pain

Grass grow

Rise Up Warrior and Slay the Savage Beasts

Rise Up Warrior And Slay The Savage Beasts


Rise thyself up and fight the angry storm
Tomorrow will certainly be far too late
Stirring winds are flashing their usual norm
In conjunction with busy hands of Fate
Trees swaying, limbs breaking, man what a roar
The angry gods are gifting out their wrath
Dancing up the valley, vengeful they tore
Leaving an unholy

Find a Giant and Slay It

Hungry minds grow
This is something we need to know
Everybody wants to be 
Yet many don’t want to grow

The darkness paves a way
Believing in yourself is something you need to say
Life paints an adventure with different shades
The blade of truth
Should teach you that you must not forget to pray
So find a giant and slay it
Let the

To Slay Life's Dragons

"Every struggle in my life has been a lesson and made me stronger" - Constance La France

              Sometimes I find myself at war 
             With obstacles that life unleash
 

Slay Queen Slays Better

When at night so late 
I put up courage to say hello
And got stocked up waiting 
Hoping you will pick up
But all ended in mistrials

When at night your shyness dictates 
You think walls have ears without hole
Think of online chatting 
A place our distance-difference perfectly hookup
Or you try out redials

When alone with my thought 
All

God Should Slay My Sins

God Should Slay My Sins

God should slay my sins and take away;
Teach me what to say and my bills pay;
Separate never;
Love forever,
And I will be sure to pray every day.

Jim Horn

Declension

Man’s intrinsic apathy's negligence-justified frown
Is the actual defining substance of a mortal clown;
Who with hollowed prejudgments fellow men slays,
And likens to hallowed duty his thoughtless decays. 

He is evil's meekest martyr by doom's onus bound,
The cold-blooded outlaw donning dark's lucid veils;
His the bounden call to trim unwary lives that thrive, 
His a sworn charge to

Slay Queen Empire

Physical glow of a queen with the account of a peasant
maintaining the countenance that will make men arise
against a few disapprovals, she manages the crack
a self acclaimed socialite with an office built with nothing
smart phone, the converter of her fantasy to reality
with contracts making way through a chat or a dial
electrical and anatomical devices, her

Slay Poor Men's Dreams

Block the feeblest reach lest strong dreams grasp a way - 
     fuel egos with hits increasing the poor's ache
Dismay those God loves with plans for their decay -
     sate self-image torturing those you may break 
Celebrate with flutes of champagne on Broadway -
   

Hear Say Ear Slay

Don’t judge me when you’re not near me, 
I’m not someone you hear or see, 
painting blind my portrait blurry, 
projecting out lost and fury. 

Did you tell others this is me,
this made up personality,
do they believe and think it be,
though it not reality.

It’s what’s been said, 
and what all think,
don’t trace the thread 
don’t

Play Us Or Slay Us

Written By:  D. Collins 1/4/19


We are here for a reason.  To shoot for the gold.
Showing Katrina survivors still have a soul.
They have to play us or slay us in our backyard.
Or, gain firsthand knowledge of “Goin’ Hard”.


We host this party with one intention in mind.
To be the last man standing at the finish

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