Spoils Poems | Examples

A Court of Spoils

You were crafted from grace and intellect
A masterpiece of resilience, standing firm in your unwavering independence
Yet you have an innate desire 
To be adorned with affection, cherished like royalty.
 
Let me be the jester in your court,
The fool who revels in devotion,
Showering you with laughter, draping you in love,
For your joy is the crown I wish to serve

A Little Thing Spoils Appetite

A little thing spoils the appetite.
Mine and face just had to become tight
Dulled what had been luminously bright
Because the matter was far from light...

What was it, again? Oh yes, Hot Tea!
I'd been asked to tea: Some two cups free;
What giver would want from me: 'Agree'.
Cups if I tasted down on my knees!

Gingerly placed before me kettle
I free to finish it or take little;
But before I could saw host's spittle
And to simply reach kettle battle...

Speeding car in a herd of cattle.

Delayed Action Spoils One's Mission

Be not late which may lead to defeat
Be in time to meet the arising occasion
At the right time if you take your seat
You will be admired in your profession
All your duties, if you punctually complete
You will get congratulation and promotion
That one who is always in life damn late
Will get only loss arranged by the fate
I bet that such losses open Hell's gate
Prepare with true care well in advance
Take all the needed steps one by one
Soon respond and miss not a chance
Only speedy actions have finally won
Your talent, punctuality will enhance
Be dutiful and helpful like the holy Sun.

Do Not Work For Food That Spoils

I
Don't work for food that spoil; anoint with oil

II
John 6:27 compares food Jesus offers, versus natural food that spoil. The second part of the above monoku is based in psalm 51. King David sinned against God, he says, when he seduced Uriah's wife, when he was fighting in a war away from home, for King David. David was disciplined by God, but He showed CHESED/ Grace, as David anointed himself with olive oil (symbol of the Holy Spirit) & repented like no one ever (in Hebrew Poetry) did!

III
David's 51st Psalm is a model for repenting for one's sins & receiving Grace from Holy Trinity. Please, please study Ps. 51. Shalom shalom

The Spoils

A union,
That never,
Should have,
Happened,
Is finally,
Over,
And he isn’t,
Sure,
If she could’ve,
Taken more,
Than she did,
He just knows,
That she took,
A lot,
Too much,
Way too much,
More than she should’ve,
Ever,
Been allowed,
To take.

To the Victor Goes the Spoils

To the victor goes the spoils!
Shall they end up in recoil?
Nothing is at it appears
Those things they worked for 
over years
Are they victories at all?
Is there more to recall?
When time is even shorter yet
Will they carry much regret?
What happens when they figure out
That time is spent 
and they have much doubt
Will these things and victories
Be all there is to their life’s stories?
Will they wish they spent more time 
building friendships of a solid kind?
Will they want for one more day
To hold a loved one longing to stay?
Will the victor be victorious 
or end up empty and oblivious?

Spoils of War

one freshly killed prey
          sparks a feeding frenzy as...
                    lions fight for scraps

hyenas steal some
          vultures wait for slim pickings
                    spoils of war are theirs 



Date written: 11/14/2019

Quote Wars the Spoils

I never thought that I could be
In love, In France, In June
Or ever hear a woman's voice
Sound like a gentle tune
Or eyes that gaze at me
That make me feel complete
Or the gentle fragrance of her hair
Surrounding something sweet
I shall never not remember 
The days that we have spent
Dwelling in a sonnet
Of a sonnet, of silents 
For the morrow I must fly
Over forest and field and farm
To a place they call "No Mans Land"
A place of fear and harm
But before I go back to war 
I save one Quote for you
The one you're said to me
It goes, "je t'aime beaucoup"

Nothing Spoils a Man Faster Than Money

nothing spoils a man faster than money
God made man 
man made money 
and replaced the God 
to it 
and now it spoils a man 
faster than it God 

God made man 
man made money 
placed power on it 
place value on it 
and now to rules 
the nature of man 
it turn the heart 
of men to that 
of a beast 

God made man 
man made money 
man built a system
by it 
created and made it 
a power of purchase
and it purchasing
the true value of nature
where it turn humans
to mere tools 

God made man 
man made money 
and let it be the source
of our outcome 
after our long energy 
lost in chase of life 
we only live to realise 
At old age nor at the end
Of the day
how poor  broke and sick 
we become cos of money 

God made man 
man made money 
and that made 
the greed in man 
more obvious than 
it was before money 
money is the root 
of all evil the holy book
quote
money rules the world 
that a gangster moto
no money no love 
that the new rule 
by our modern ladies
of Babylon 
what a world 
a the end of the day 
With when all is set and done
 I realise that 
God made man 
man made money and
nothing spoils a man faster than money

Victory Spoils

To the Victor Spoils Possession 
To the Vanquished 
Their Soul's and Heart's 
Their progenys future
Lost aghast 
Both Present and Past

The Spoils

The Spoils

A long battle fought hard and lost
The spoils of war to the beaten
An eternity in heaven

To those left behind
Emptiness and solace
A lifetime of memories

George Calabrese

To the Victor Goes the Spoils

To The Victor Goes The Spoils

With a dark hand, deadly cut gashing deep
No longer man- Now, sought he only peace.
Once fallen foe, his life he could not keep
Battle slain, soul flew upon its release.

Victor took his victim's great sword and shield
Rightful treasure he had so bravely earned.
Dead left to rot on this red battlefield
All pity each fallen had bravely spurned!

Many fallen dispatched with a sharp spear,
Others, a swift sword removing each head.
None showed the coming of death any fear,
Sent into valley, angels feared to tread!

The victor smiled knowing someday his  Fate.
For in this gore, he relished and ate!

R.J. Lindley
July 20th 1980

Note-- I grabbed this old poem for my 850th poem presented here.

Poem Syllable Counter Results
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The Spoils of Friendship

When I saw your eyes I knew you were special
I knew you were that you were the friend I needed
It would be a privilege to lose you
Just as it was to befriend you
Your worries are mine
Your pain is mine
Your my best friend 
Though times may be small
You and I have been through it all
For this we are best friends

Spoils the Soil

Avails oil under the soil,

It boils when sails over the soil,

Then Spoils the soil!

The Spoils and Sweetness of Passion

It overwhelms us
Passion is impulsive and possessing
Passion is reckless, yet it's benevolent at the same time
When passion ripens like sweet fruit it's love; but, when it's like bitter poison it's hate

Between love and hate
There appears to be a big difference 
But, there's no difference they're the same in every single way
The method in the way that they're used is what makes the feign contrast seem to exist

Passion is a thriving garden
That is flourishing with life and beauty that is ambient 
Passion is a cemetery 
Filled with agony and covered in dried roses and briars

It will consume us
Will it make us vulnerable or weak?
How will we use our medium passion; will it be belligerent or peaceful?
Love and hate is a part of something we don't understand, will it kill or save us?

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