Warriors Poems - Poems about Warriors

Our guaranteed protection and deliverance from the enemy Commentary and Q and A part four

Today, I was watching Amber's Cloud Nine Blessings You Tube Channel on my smart
television.  When one of her listeners submitted some rather chilling information con
cerning Australia!  There's going to be a country-wide bio-chemical terrorist unleashed
very quickly upon all of them.  Part of it will be 'nose bleeding' this attack is lethal and
results

Warriors

Mothers don't let your children
grow up to be soldiers
and march off to battle
without remorse or of course
a thought of regret
to get in the way
boys playing follow the leader
'We're only following orders'
the young may say
yet greed and stupidity
is the name of the game
either for land or in God's name
history has taught nothing
on judging it seems
and trudging

Kerceless King

Merciless King

Beckoned by your hearts, endangered are your lives by the deranged.

Unto the frey i am thrown, upon my heart your mournful cry sewn.

With valor I berzerk valiant within my vitality.

Repugnant are the actions of your enemies, from my mouth I cry out my anthem!

From too unto fro, I outlast thy enemy that witch is

Love Triangle

Here she is 
The sunlight that stands on the hut of every man 

Here she is 
The mirror of Ojoto 

Beads 
Oh! beads are made in her name 
But she's a heart that flirt with bags of fortune 

Here is Edufa 
A burning flame in the eyes of Maduka and Chike 

Edufa 

The heart of

A Prayer Warriors Light

In shadows deep, where troubles weave,  
You stand, unwavering, firm in belief.  
With arms raised high, in faith, you soar,  
A beacon of hope, forevermore.  

Your heart’s a vessel, drenched in grace,  
In every challenge, you find your place.  
Through whispered prayers, your spirit ignites,  
In the quiet

Warriors Heart

A Warriors Heart will break this curse
screams will echo but I've had worse
My hands they grip the endless pit
there's a storm inside but I will not quit.

Spoken Warriors

Spoken warriors, with rhythm words as their sound swords/
A poetry slam where words and body language put the audience in a sweaty heap/
the spectrum of a creative sound off between spoken word poetry rappers and new time jazz hipsters
 has the club bustin' to the rafters/ expressive improvised creative pace and volume on the spot

Warriors Of The Third Realm

Out on the desert plains lived warriors long ago.
They lived their lives, running free, with no place left to go.
But they fought their enemies with the instinct to survive.
They fought their battles to be free so that they could live their lives.

So the warriors fought on forevermore listening to the voices cry.
There was no place

Warriors

Cold granite warms our folded hands,
     fearsome warriors of intent prayer.
Content not content to stay on
     surface, each breath kindles Spirit flare.
Cogency calls kingdom come, tongues
      of a few faithful do declare.

Your Girl Friday a song

[Intro]
I like the heat  
but add in something sweet
I am nowhere near petite
But I assure you, a comic time  

[Chorus]
I drive a hard bargain 
(a really hard bargain!)
I color outside the lines
But you knew all along I was not just passing time!

[instrumental break]

[Verse ]  
My brain is always on the go 
And

Motorway Warriors

I won’t get anywhere faster than you
Just look at the yellow lights blinking at you
The honking of horns is such a sound racket
For breaking traffic laws, you will land with a ticket
Motorway warriors weaving in and out of lanes
Using their hearts instead of their brains

Angels are also Warriors with Swords

Angels are also Warriors with Swords
By Michelle Morris 
13/11/2024

You think because I'm an Angel 
You can treat me any way you choose 
You think there'll be no consequences 
Living by your selfish, silly rules 

But you forget, my funny boy 
That Angels are also Warriors with Swords
We don't just expand Love and Light 
We smite

Word Warriors

Words. They’re like… polished diamonds, right?
Sparkling, yeah, but they cut deep, you know?
Shakespeare, and Keats, played the game,
Weaving magic with syllables and building empires with rhymes,
But… beware the sting.

Words can be weapons,
Sharp as knives, they leave scars.
A barb, a jibe, a cutting phrase,
And suddenly… the world turns gray.

But, wait! They can heal, too.
Words like a

Prayer Warriors

Prayer Warriors
(Our Church Prayer Chain)
Miracle Man
9/9/2024

We oft get prayer requests,
seeking prayer for a person
Asking to pray, faith believing,
for God’s will to be done.

Do we sometimes only pray,
for those known to us in person.
Thus allowing some other’s,
circumstance to worsen.

But I sometimes wonder,
just how many do pray.
How often do we allow,
good intentions to go astray.

Souper Warriors

 Souper Warriors ride on steeds they call Muse
 Defeating enemies with words they choose
 There steeds take them where the wind blows
 Word warriors whose poetry grows

 They battle mythical beasts in lands far away
 Wielding metaphoric swords on their prey
 Sailing oceans,  riding the storms
 Each adventure brings new forms

 They battle

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