"strikers" poems
Isn't it funny when someone
gave a indirect grin,
not actual, but written on-screen.
When someone, reacts, boldly expresses.
get depicted by their cyber mess,
without cleaning their cases.
expand thy network, Make's ourselves classy,
but some emotional outbursts,
looks cheap and fancy
lovers thought, oh how solemn their toasts!
but ninety nine percent see,
that the intimacy was lost.
Cats and dogs fought in style and fashion,
their vocabularies enlightened
when they are in a mad mission
Wanted to express and hit a person.
masters of indirect strikers,
haters for all season.
Vices, come! trends easy as left and right.
Poser-murmurs see those pouts.
Oh boy, I just lost my appetite?
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Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 6:49 AM UTC
In Abraham Lincoln's city,
Where they remember his lawyer's shingle,
The place where they brought him
Wrapped in battle flags,
Wrapped in the smoke of memories
From Tallahassee to the Yukon,
The place now where the shaft of his tomb
Points white against the blue prairie dome,
In Abraham Lincoln's city ... I saw knucks
In the window of Mister Fischman's second-hand store
On Second Street.
I went in and asked, "How much?"
"Thirty cents apiece," answered Mister Fischman.
And taking a box of new ones off a shelf
He filled anew the box in the showcase
And said incidentally, most casually
And incidentally:
"I sell a carload a month of these."
I slipped my fingers into a set of knucks,
Cast-iron knucks molded in a foundry pattern,
And there came to me a set of thoughts like these:
Mister Fischman is for Abe and the "malice to none" stuff,
And the street car strikers and the strike-breakers,
And the sluggers, gunmen, detectives, policemen,
Judges, utility heads, newspapers, priests, lawyers,
They are all for Abe and the "malice to none" stuff.
I started for the door.
"Maybe you want a lighter pair,"
Came Mister Fischman's voice.
I opened the door ... and the voice again:
"You are a funny customer."
Wrapped in battle flags,
Wrapped in the smoke of memories,
This is the place they brought him,
This is Abraham Lincoln's home town.
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It's the tactical brilliance of the Boss that makes the opposition bite the dust....
Not 'money', not 'Fame'; for him Club's loyalty comes first!
Such is his greatness; for all ''Arsenal'' fans one chant is a must,
Always +forever ''IN ARSENE WE TRUST''
Great to watch Van Persie follow the footsteps of a legend and a true champ.....
Definitely having a Dutch connection; he is Arsenal's future ''Bergkamp''
Defenders you never let him go; never set him free
Making you pay big time; a legend & king of ''Highbury''
The former Jersey no.14 & the name is ''Thierry Henry''!!
Replacing the impeccable ''Vieira'', the Club has a new hero
Clever & ''Fab'' captain; the king of ''San Siro''
We may be half the age; we may be half the size,
With tremendous hard work above all we rise,
Behind our great success a huge secret lies...
It's the hard work of the support staff & ''Arsenal legend'' Pat Rice!
Passing, passing & passing until the opposition dies...
Our strikers on a rout; opposition defender cries,
Then into the empty net the 27 inch ball flies!!!
With such ''Classy'' talent we can fly high in the sky.......
Each & every member will give it a very best try
We pray to the Lord that the ''BOSS'' will never say bye
As for ''ME'', I will be a ******** ''GUNNER'' till I die!
By A huge supporter Jigar Mehta
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 10:06 AM UTC
Agonies sweat swims around the anointed like a undesired coo pool.
The chorline burns our eyes with icy tears, while we wonder if well ever see the truth again. What happened when they realesed the flood of hope? All of the souls drowned like helpless pigeons trying to swim.
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 3:36 AM UTC
when i hear the words 'on fire'
i picture strikers scoring goals,
with skill and prowess to admire -
not self-immolating blue-clad girls
the game can be so cruel...
are you as free as you think you are?
your views and wishes can lead to ruin,
yet your beliefs will get you far
our never-ending dream of a world of equality,
no borders - within or without
some might say you're of inferior quality
but have they a clue about
your struggles, your hardships, your toil?..
your designs they shan't ever foil
your eyes and your heart, shining bright,
will burn right through the day and the night
be the spark and light the fire!
a revolution of love -
something to remember and admire
be the last one to have a laugh
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 6:35 AM UTC
White, in visual sense is the purest hue of them all.
However, white also provokes monotony.
If the sky was nothing but clouds,
Anyone with an artistic perspective would go insane.
For our whole world is an empty opus,
and we can’t fill it without destroying the atmosphere in which we live in.
But our conforming society does that now.
The blue acts as a sheath from the already existing,
continually spreading damage.
But there’s beauty in small portions of destruction,
And we tend to over dose quite a bit.
There’s always comfort in the grey clouds of a boisterous front.
We shed flowers of their pedals,
So we can be reminded that even the most beautiful pieces of nature,
Can be reduced to nothing.
We destroy each other,
With love.
Not because it’s healthy,
But we feel as if it’s a necessity,
That although the same stories have been told
Over, and over,
We are willing to reread them,
Hoping that one-day we can defeat the writer,
And have our own endings.
Visually, we don’t want to see white,
because humans cannot stay pure for long.
But in terms of words,
all we crave is white,
Except so many people spew black
and everything is so easily mixed together,
it’s hard to depict between the two,
and before you know it,
words you thought were white,
pure,
are burned to a crisp
without you even lighting the match.
The grey is no longer comforting.
You could never light a match,
and still receive the second-hand smoke.
It seems that the strikers forget,
Not all have stooped to their level of greed,
pity,
and have kept the matchbox closed.
Then there’s the artificial,
callous,
Speech of sky blue.
The same blue that sheaths our polluted sky,
is sheathing our polluted minds.
Some are too cowardly to face the white,
and must sheath it with plastic blue.
The worst part of it all:
the strikers only make the plastic stronger.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
Take a pop,
Sling a shot,
Marble in a hole.
These are games
we used to play.
All strikers
scoring goals.
Now we're all
just goalkeepers
trying to save it all.
Hold on to things
we never had
without dropping
the ball.
Poetry by Kaydee.
Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 2:05 AM UTC
In these times,
What can l do,
Jah was my goalkeeper,
My people defence as A striker l had many strikers or a striker. Many had skills ,
Nothing wrong in being skillful ball head or Not '
Feb 3, 2022
Feb 3, 2022 at 8:10 AM UTC
Now They STRESS That In Chess....
It's ESSENTIAL For You...
To Make The Right Move... !!!
Well In The... “ Game of Life “...
…. That's ALSO TRUE....
But Life’s NOT A Game...
... It Can Bring PAIN... !!!!!!
So Let Me Make This...
... CLEAR To You... !!!
I Know The Coup'....
I Don't Believe In Preaching COOL... !!!
Dismiss My Speech If You Want To... !!!
I'm Merely Giving My Point of View...
About The Moves We Sometimes Choose...
So Far I've Chosen Pretty Well....
I Claim No Wealth...
Other Than My Health....
And Knowledge of Self... !!!
IMPORTANT Tools In Making Moves......
That Enable You To Stay Well Schooled...
And Move With A Groove...
That's Cool And Smooth... !!!
So Yeah That's Me...
So Far... BELIEVE... !!!
I've Travelled And Been...
To... BEAUTIFUL Scenes... !!!
From The West Indies To Hawaii...
Waikiki To Hong Kong's Streets...
Polynesian Views...
Wakatipu Hues And Mountains TOO... !!!
From Austrian Slopes To Fijian Homes...
Well I Mean... “ HUTS “...
That Left Me STUNNED... !!!!
Due To Artistry And Tapestries....
That Showed Me That...
Their Cultures... DEEP... !!!
Africa TOO But That's A Move...
That NEEDS To Be SHREWD... !!!
And NEEDS To Be RIGHT... !!!!
BELIEVE... That's TRUE... !!!!
See Moves I Make Do NOT Relate...
To Doing So Because of... RACE... !!!!
Because Racist Moves Are Living PROOF...
That People NEED To... TRULY CEASE...
HATRED Because of Skin They SEE...
That Doesn't FIT Their Colour Scheme... !!!
WRONG MOVE Dude... !!!
How About You Cool Like Joe And Tune...
Yourself... INTO...
A Frequency MORE Loving And Be...
MORE Accepting And Less Defensive...
A GOOD Defence... !!!!!
If You're In Court Or Playing Ball...
Is The RIGHT MOVE...
And That's For SURE... !!!!
I Wish Liverpool Would Defend Like THOR... !!!!!
When They Have Got Some Strikers Who...
Can Help Them WIN The Premiership... !!!
Cos' Moves They've Made...
Since The League Was Changed...
Have CLEARLY Been...
... ALL WRONG Okay... !?!
Which Goes To SHOW...
That From Corporate Folds...
To The... " Average Joe "...
Right Moves Can WIN...
While Others... LOSE... !!!
So My Advice...
Is... BE WISE Y’all... !!!!!
BEFORE You FALL... !!!!!!
For The WRONG Girl...
Or The WRONG Guy...
I've Been Quite Wise...
With Women I've Found... !!!
ENJOYED The Ride When it Was Time...
For The Lights To Go Down... !!!
So That I Could Make Moves...
In... Their BEDROOMS... !!!
It's All A Game...
of... “ Give And Take “...
NOT Making Waves... !!!
Unless They BREAK...
And... POINT You To...
A Place Where FATE...
Deals You Cards...
Where You CAN LAUGH...
Because You CRUISE Through...
While Others CONFUSE... ?!!!!!?
Themselves... Due To....
Making Moves..
That Just AREN’T COOL... !!!!!
So REMEMBER This Piece...
And THINK It Through...
The Way To ACHIEVE...
And NOT BE... “ Duped “...
Is By Taking Roads...
Where The Route Is SMOOTH........
Cos’ They Lead You To...
Make...
..... “ The Right Move “.....
Dec 12, 2020
Dec 12, 2020 at 11:33 PM UTC