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Keith J Collard Oct 2012
Since thy first lady declare,
that we wageth war,,
and against obesity dare,
I will hunt the fat kid,
tho he affrights me,
the first lady did knight me,
and I succeeded in the grail,
and blood marked that trail,
but popcorn spilled from his pale,
giving my hounds the scent,
downhill like a wounded lazy dear he went,
The Behemoth,
who esteemeth my sword as straw,
to sip chocolate milk,
with burps defying Queen's law.
DAGGER against my spear of poplar
is ice-cream sandwich in hand of globular,
AND THAT SANDWICH DAGGER SHALL NOT REACH FAR
BEFORE MY SPEAR UNLEASHES HIS DYING ****.
but I must admit,
I fear the headlock in his sweaty pits,
I must keep a spears distance,
away from his buttery mits,
he has vanguished many knights into that hellish abyss,

My first lady biddeth,
I will not delay, I will not tarry,
to slay the fat kid,
and hire 12 commoners to carry.
The First Lady is Michelle Obama
Marian Nov 2012
You never know how you shed cheer
Into my life through all the year,
I love your poems, those hymns you play;
None save you can brighten each day.

Life without you would be such pain
I should never write poems again,
You will ne'er know my love for you
Until after this life is through.

You cuddle cats within your arms,
And make us happy with  your charms,
I'm so happy God gave me you!
You cheer me up when I feel blue.

You'll never guess, Daddy dear
How oft you've vanguished every fear;
Brightened my days with divine Love
For you I thank my God above!

Marian and Hilda
Adam Childs May 2015
Please do not cover this day
With a flowery petty coat
Paint brush or brush stroke
Or blow it full of
Silver lining, star dust
Because tragedy is real

Do not diminish our suffering
Or belittle all our pain
By telling us there is meaning
Because I am telling you
God was not on that mountain
peaceful hilltop farmer left anguished
And landscape is vanguished
Family under rubble
Tragedy is real

So tell me then when your
Oppressive boss dragged you
Stole your pride dignity
Shagged your wife destroyed you
And rocks fell on my child
That the lord
Looks after you
Because tragedy is real

Spend a day lifting rocks
dead bodies needless pain
People screaming children wailing
Then tell me there is meaning
That God has a plan
I say he has none
Because tragedy is real

To make sense
Is absolute nonsense
Only callous and cold
And I would not
Be so bold
To insult with any meaning
For unlike a wife
This wound is not leaving
Or ever healing
And can only be left
Raw, ****** and open
Adam Childs May 2014
The skies glow , in a deep blood red
The air stands still , infused with a black mist
As we feel  her stalking ,her clenching fist
Dancing and playing in the night
As she lies beyond our sight
Preparing to make a great fright
Like a ghostly phantom she floats
Freely  in the darkness of our
Unconscious mind for she is the
Great Goddess Kali

Pushed forward by the power
Of the sun on her back , and
Thirsting for destruction
She rages and ravages
Without remorse , or question
Or even second chance
She ploughs through all
Breaking hearts and parts
As she sews a new start

There is no great master
Who is anywhere near faster
As even the great Shiva's knees buckle
As he  lies felled and vanguished
We are lost in darkness ,
dazed and confused
As she blots out the sun
While  we are washed in the
Flames of her ferocious fire
She cuts away black matter
From our dark hearts
And decapitates our
Many false faces

But honored are the souls
That meet her highnesss
Her greatness ,Kali
And dared are those
That look into their darkness
As we are bathed in the coolness
Of her silky  blue  skin  
Quenching our boiling hearts
Brave are the souls that
Dare to look into her eyes
And find a soft milky mothers eye
That carries and holds us through
As she cradles with her eyes

As I bow , my ego falls
And my Love seeks
The Great Goddess KALI
This might not mean anything if you do not know of KALI she is worth discovering :-) I wrote quickly so I hope it is ok
Firewalker Oct 2014
she lies in a field of red lillies, love has silence her,
her skin is turning blue, and there's no reason to move,
No one can save her, only the wind grieves,
she got into the wrong car,
How did He know nobody would miss her?


Wearing tough like a crown, encased in armor,
He must of seen behind the Mask
The scared little girl she vanguished so long ago,
Surfaced as a tear,
Enough for the predator,
Now she's here,
In this field of red lillies, she always loved,
A robin nestled under her arm,
unafraid.

she wishes she kissed the boy, who always stared at her,
but quickly looked away,
she wishes she made the call, party night, so mom could sleep
she wishes she could mend her mother's heart.
she wishes daddy only sang lullaby's at her bedside
she wishes she never left,

How do I leave this Place ?
It's getting Cold and Dark

As  if on cue, The Star, the Boy, last wished on, shone brighter,
The southern Wind, filled with her mother's breath, changed direction and started it's journey to the Field
The robin gently turns to her and sings a sweet lullaby.

Firewalker
Joseph Zenieh Apr 2023
RESURRECTION, THE UNIQUE ACT
I'm so glad You stayed so short
in the grave, then came back soon,
filled our hearts with greatest mirth
with a deed just you can do.

None could think you would return
to reveal rebirth above,
giving man the greatest hope
that could prove You are the Son.

Man was thrilled when you returned
and so pleased for his own life.
Then, we live on earth to start
happy life with God once more.

Cheer up, man, you come to earth
not to grieve and live in fear.
Death has no vigour on you
as Jesus has vanguished it.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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