Winner
Successful, Victorious
Celebrating, Enjoying, Jumping
Conqueror, Vanquisher, Subduer, Whipper
Failing, Suffering, Crying
Frustrated, Lonely
Loser
Categories:
vanquisher, success,
Form: Diamante
The cogitation about the word "Victor",
Arises vigor within my heart;
That keeps me vigorous towards my vision.
Virtuosity is my investment to reach beyond victory:
Because, I am, the winner!
The rumination about the word "vanquisher",
Awakens ardor within my heart;
That makes me active towards my aims.
Assiduous is my assurance to achieve awards:
Because, I am, the winner!
Categories:
vanquisher, celebration, courage, desire, encouraging,
Form: Free verse
Title:ALPHA
Poet:Mizdee aka bossdiva
I come from a land
where men are gods
and do no wrong
But to exist, a crime, as a woman
In my land
pundits abound, in all sizes
but a woman must be
a face without a voice
A land:
where men are groomed to lead
but a trimmed woman, like chameleon
must blend into the shades of his glory
In marital union
when conflicts arise
The alpha in him emerges
vanquisher of 'demons' that give her voice
Ever-changing times adorn him in a cloak of civilization
underneath beats the heart of a savage
left to chance
He'll seal her lips with padlock
Equally created, were they both
by the giver of life
to love, to cherish, to respect
but a corrupt seed was sown
Nevertheless:
On the dawn of truth,
a liberated woman will awake
to unlearn each dark lie
and speak, to the ears of the world...
Categories:
vanquisher, abuse,
Form: I do not know?
Cesspool of unfaltering Love,
Vortex of eternal Hope.
Vanquisher of false ego;
Labyrinth of opportunities for growth.
Categories:
vanquisher, god, hope, love,
Form: Free verse
Hurray! Presage of all round triumph
And victorious celebration unto the city
Of a united vanquisher and cooperate partisans.
For they won by strength , strength of all,
Neglecting the identification of various semblance and cannibalizing the spirited camaraderie.
By their united strength , forever they shall won.
Lend me your ears : olu – chukwu- allah generation
Which nations want progress and stability.
Hoping for an economic buoyancy .
A lone exit: of a trammelled growth , a shadow view.
A glorious hope triggered by peace – only in Christ Jesus
The burning flame of secular hope : a flashing star in the night that shields the vantage.
What can you see from the beauty of nature “ Jerusalem artichoke” is without beauty in the absence of its root
Flavour of salts is in the soup. So the glorious hope of a nation lies in the in the faith of the godly
Neither in the military nor economic strength
To the pace given to our fore fathers in the dream.
Categories:
vanquisher, dream,
Form: Blank verse
What tears me apart
Is the weakness I see in you…
A man
A bastion of strength
Rippling muscles and sinew
Physical prowess and might
A shelter
A protector
An avenger if need be
A demi god
A warrior
Fighting for my cause
Fighting for my love
Fighting….
For me
Unbridled strength and valor
An enduring pillar
An vanquisher
Overcomer
A hero
And here you are
Here you are
Unable to bear my tears
Unable to fight the demons
Unable to carry the burden of my emotions
The dark obsessions
That weigh me down
The unseen demons
That hunt me down
The terrors
That pull me down
Unable to…..feel
Unable to rescue
This damsel in distress
You cower
Afraid…
Of the investment of time
Of the investment of emotions
Of the investment of strength
Of the unknown revelations
Your promises
Worthless
A man of honor
Unable to keep his honorable word
To be my savior
Betrayal I could endure
Abuse I would forgive
Laziness I would overlook
Harshness I would forbear
But weakness….
Ah…weakness I will not tolerate
I am weak enough as it
I need you
To be my strength.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Categories:
vanquisher, character,
Form: Free verse
When I see her angelic face I tear
I know this is His will but I fear
Eight years old she is you see
Yet rett syndrome her vanquisher be
Alas her each cry tears upon my heavy heart
Somehow I recall how this all came to start
Thankful I know I claim to be
Yet did all this ever strike me?
Her arms are feeble her head so weary
Untold glee she laughs whe she sees me
Silent tears fall as I reach out to touch
And wipe away drool accumulating so much
Faerie is what her sweet name means
For unnamed cures through books I glean
Yet I know that for my sister all time is lost
For hers is this gift, this treasure she has got!
Categories:
vanquisher, caregiving
Form: Narrative