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Best Poems Written by Lisa Sanders

Below are the all-time best Lisa Sanders poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Legend of the 2JZ

Legend of the 2JZ
The Supra roars, a mythic beast,
MK4 legend put to the test.
With 2JZ heart, a symphony
of power unleashed, wild and free.
The twin-turbo whispers, a hungry growl,
as horsepower surges, taking its toll.
It dances and glides on asphalt ribbons,
a silhouette fleeting where passion resides.
The JDM icon, a cult’s desire,
A legend forged in automotive fire.
From street to track, it reigns supreme,
A masterpiece, a racing dream.
The 2JZ whispers a song of might,
a testament to engineering’s light.
The supra lives in every gear,
a timeless legend held so dear.

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Night at the Gates

Night at the gates
Underneath the velvet sky, where shadows softly creep,
two titans stand a nocturnal sleep.
The Lamborghini, a turquoise dream,
reflecting moonlight, a liquid gleam.
Beside it waits, a hunter’s green,
the BMW, a sleek machine.
Each with its allure, a silent vow
of power, speed, and how.
The air is thick with anticipation’s hum,
as engines slumber, a muffled drum.
Awaiting the signal, the green light’s gleam
to unleash their fury, a waking dream.
The Lamborghini, a bull unleashed,
a power surge, a primal feast.
The BMW, a panther’s graceful stride,
a symphony of speed where passion resides.
Each with its own story, a journey untold
of victories won and spirits bold.
A testament to dreams and the will to achieve,
a legacy of power, that will never leave.
The night unfolds, the city sleeps,
but these two titans, their secrets they keep.
Awaiting the dawn, the call to arise, 
to conquer the road beneath the open skies.

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Stripes of Night

With claws like daggers, sharp and keen,
the tiger moves a silent machine. 
Its strength unmatched, a force of might,
a hunter born in the fading light.
With senses keen, it hears the faintest sound, 
a whisper of wind on the parched ground.
A burst of speed, a blur of orange fire, 
the tiger strikes, fulfilling its desire.