Best Fighter Poems

Beautiful face
That like a daisy opens its petals to the sun
So do you
Open your face to me as I turn the page.
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Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
Stormy, husky, brawling,
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War's a joke for me and you,
Wile we know such dreams are true.
- Siegfried Sassoon
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Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn,
Bashõ and his friends go out to view the moon;
In summer, gasoline rainbow in the gutter,
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Fear death?---to feel the fog in my throat,
The mist in my face,
When the snows begin, and the blasts denote
I am nearing the place,
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a fleet of birds
in the sky
forming an arrow
cutting across the wind
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Poland, France, Judea ran in her veins,
Singing to Paris for bread, singing to Gotham in a fizz at the pop of a bottle’s cork.
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HUMAN SHIELD
the order of the day with every cadre
BATTLE FIELD
brought into the habitant world
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I
MILES STANDISH

In the Old Colony days, in Plymouth the land of the Pilgrims
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O TO make the most jubilant poem!
Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of Death.
O full of music! full of manhood, womanhood, infancy!
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Only dumb guys fight.
If I wasn't dumb
I wouldn't be fightin'.
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Laybrother of the Society of Jesus


Honour is flashed off exploit, so we say;
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Happy Happy birthday ☆ Toadluvinlady☆ '

To the 'LOVELY, TOAD LUV IN LADY'
with the most~
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[A scene from the hindu epic Mahabharatham
where both duryodhan and arjun come to lord
krishna for favors to sopport them in the war
KURUKSHETRA WAR]
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LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings
of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,
we have heard, and what honor the athelings won!
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Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, Tom, and Charley,
The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, the fighter?
All, all, are sleeping on the hill.
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Freedom fighter or terrorist? Depends whose side you’re on,
Africa’s ‘freedom fighters’… proud pirates everyone,
No freedom was ever gained for Black folk’s kith or kin,
Their fight was not for liberty, but to loot now from within.
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I
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter,"
And proved it--'twas no matter what he sald:
They say his system 'tis in vain to batter,
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I wish, I could sit on top of a mountain
Where the majestic mountains just stand still,
Like Yogis seated in deep meditation, in absolute silence!
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Why should I not celebrate it as an auspicious occasion?
Completion of 500th poem should not end my passion
I will have to struggle hard to make poems known to outside world
Even if I am cold shuddered, relations strained or turn into cold
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If you're up against a bruiser and you're getting knocked about --

Grin.
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Weary and listless, sad and slow,
Without any conversation,
Was a man that worked on The Overflow,
The butt of the shed and the station.
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Men fight all shapes and sizes as the racing horses run,
And no man knows his courage till he stands before a gun.
At mixed-up fighting, hand to hand, and clawing men about
They reckon Fuzzy-Wuzzy is the hottest fighter out.
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I waited today for a freight train to pass.
Cattle cars with steers butting their horns against the
bars, went by.
And a half a dozen hoboes stood on bumpers between
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O to make the most jubilant song!
Full of music-full of manhood, womanhood, infancy!
Full of common employments-full of grain and trees.
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Detention girl,
Suspension girl,
Lives off a pention girl.
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Laybrother of the Society of Jesus


Honour is flashed off exploit, so we say;
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Gangsters use it to commit murder and regret after
Never can you control your sense when you hold a bottle
Arouses in you, a spirit of a dramatic battle
Sober up to become a patriotic fighter
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Life, my daily pulsatile life
My dreamy, inventive, joyous and rustic life,
How are you like?
Give me your full identity that I can like;
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I am a wanderer in this nomadic land,
To whom can I lend a helping hand,
To make dark lives a little lighter,
Be a bastion of peace; not a fighter.
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Imprisoned in squalor, like a rat in a cage
A hopeless ignition explodes into rage
Poverty's chains cut with mocking intent
Desensitized humans with anger to vent
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Storms have beaten on this point of land
And ships gone to wreck here
and the passers-by remember it
with talk on the deck at night
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Let my beloved be buried alive with me,
In a grave of silence and dark solitude,
Where there is no latitude and no altitude,
Where there is no concept of the word "nude",
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Mum you were everything that I could wish for or see
You were always there with me
I cry to tears in all that I do
Life is so hard without you
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Any country may feel proud
Of being militarily sound
Having fleet of enough fighters
To defend the sacred borders
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Freedom, you're
Tagore's timeless poetry and everlasting lyrics.
Freedom, you're
Kazi Nazrul, the regally maned magnificent man,
rapturous in creation, oh joy.
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CACTUS
esspeecee

Plethora of xerosis,
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LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings
of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,
we have heard, and what honor the athelings
won!
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I
The coast-road was being straightened and repaired again,
A group of men labored at the steep curve
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("Abu shafshufa" is dead and china is dead silent)

As raggedy women line up for rice.
A scraggly head is killed by mice.
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He tells me in Bangkok he’s robbed
Because he’s white; in London because he’s black;
In Barcelona, Jew; in Paris, Arab:
Everywhere and at all times, and he fights back.
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A dark funnel cloud
Rotating fast in the sky
Like a fighter jet
Ready for a blinding strike
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They were “ratty” they were hooted by the meanest and the least,
When they woke the Drum of Glory long ago in London East.
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When Christmas comes the Christmas heat'll
bring once more the Christmas Beetle
The first inflammatory breeze'll
set him buzzing like a diesel.
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Friend! O, fighter!
Immaculate liberator!

Dignified soldier!
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John Brown of Ossawatomie spake on his dying day:
'I will not have to shrive my soul a priest in Slavery's pay.
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i saw his blood
on the street last night.
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I once was a kid
but now i am a teen
i used to love to laugh
and now i hardly smile
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I.
O wild kaleidoscopic panorama of jaculatory arms and legs.
The twisting, twining, turning, tussling, throwing, thrusting,
throttling, tugging, thumping, the tightening thews.
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"UNDER harness his heart then is hit indeed
by sharpest shafts; and no shelter avails
from foul behest of the hellish fiend.
Him seems too little what long he possessed.
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A Frenchman and an Englishman
Resolved to fight a duel,
And hit upon a savage plan,
Because their hate was cruel.
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“My coming to England [sic] in this way is, as I realize, so unusual that nobody will easily understand it. I was confronted by a very hard decision. I do not think I could have arrived at my final choice unless I had continually kept before my eyes the vision of an endless line of children’s coffins with weeping mothers behind them, both English and German, and another line of coffins of mothers with mourning children.”
—Rudolf Hess to his wife Ilse
June 10,1941 
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Where the sinister sun of the Syrians beat
On the brittle, bright stubble,
And the camels fell back from the swords of the heat,
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ENGLAND, England, England,
Girdled by ocean and skies,
And the power of a world, and the heart of a race,
And a hope that never dies.
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In days before the trouble Jo was rated as
a slob.
He chose to sit in hourly expectation of a job.
He'd loop hisself upon a post, for seldom
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Now the youth in fertile Moray
Do in Gordon Cumming glory,
Bold lion hunter-first who made
With Africa tribes successful trade ;
First in those wilds to fire a gun,
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A respected man he is
A loved man he is
For his doings, for what he did
Yes he is a freedom fighter
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Bishen Singh Bedi bowling
To a number eight Pommie;
The ball slow, hitting his front foot
Leaving him grimacing
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The sun is high, the seaside air is sharp,
And salty light reveals the Mayan School.
The Irish hope their names are on the harp,
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The warrior killed;
pulled the trigger
dropped the bomb
and when asked why
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Just a step away
The final landing on runway
With kite under control
Air traffic control gave final call
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God, whom Niobe’s children encountered, O
you, avenger of boastful words on Tityos
the robber, and Phthian Achilles, all
but proud Troy’s victor,
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Across the river
Along my way
Between home and school
There was an orphanage
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Her heart is once again broken
Not due to failed love
But by the separation
Of the loved ones
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Braver … Than All The Mighty Lions Can Roar
Braver … Than All The Spirited-Wings, That Soar
Braver … Than All The Explorers, Who Explored (Philippians 2: 7,8)
Braver … Than All Or Any Of Us … Is The Lord
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George Washington had a three-cornered hat.
It was black and on a chair it sat
In which Mrs. George Washington wanted to sit.
There she sat and had quite a fit.
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a freedom fighter,
extra-ordinary man,
a true crusader,
Gandhiji won a battle
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Encounters with wild things leave marks
On our heart. Affinity seems
To start a strange partnership, sparks
Off a mutual trust, our schemes
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When Christmas comes the Christmas heat'll
bring once more the Christmas Beetle
The first inflammatory breeze'll
set him buzzing like a diesel.
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He came from tumbled country past the
humps of Buffalo
Where the snow sits on the mountain 'n' the
Summer aches below.
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Two eyes like a small shaky lake,
A beautiful cold and enchanted face,
How simple the innocent girl
Like the sky was to me.
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I was born in a year
Of a great depression,
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My parents were born here
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It is related that an athlete had been reduced to the greatest distress by adverse fortune. His throat being capacious and his hands unable to fill it, he complained to his father and asked him for permission to travel as he hoped to be hoped to be able to gain a livelihood by the strength of his arm.

Excellence and skill are lost unless exhibited.
Lignum aloes is placed on fire and musk rubbed.
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Amid the heavy burden of the days of slavery
Confronted by the tyranny of Imperial law
Lives a comrade and a freedom fighter
With a faith in dream that is not but must be-
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I
MILES STANDISH

In the Old Colony days, in Plymouth the land of the Pilgrims
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No words can describe Great Icon and Freedom fighter
Father of Modern South Africa,
South Africa's first black President,
Anti-apartheid revolutionary,
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Feathers ruffled,
We headed into no chickens land,
And there with our beaks at the ready,
We trundled onwards,
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I also take the opportunity
Of congratulating you
To have achieved that esteemed position
We are all proud of you
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I

One by one they go
Into the unknown dark--
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Pacman is Manny Paquiao the boxer

Current number one pound for pound fighter
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Army of Northern Virginia, army of legend,
Who were your captains that you could trust them so surely?
Who were your battle-flags?
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In the cold winter night waited I long
For you seeking shelter from the northern storm,
Thought of you filled my head I walk for miles
Just to feel you closer to me and I feel troubled.
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(Note from writers: the following is an extracted 'off the cuff ' writing played out on Forum on 22/2/09) . EP: Emancipation Planz and HN: Herbert Nehrlich

EP:
Tonight… (I not sit on the fence… I put up a signal.. want to play…? ? ?)
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To say that the world needs an urgent war
To the paragons of peace and harmony,
Yes, by all means, is a cruel blasphemy
Enough is enough, the world has seen so far!
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It is not at all in doubt
When we talk poetry about
It is simple logic
The thoughts are supreme and basic
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The colour and creed - that
Manu gave
Set rules - put one above the other-
to bring in some order -
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I must stop dreaming
In no way it is helping
It gets me nowhere
I must start from somewhere
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Book Two: On the verge of war

(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Eyes with silver, my swan-gracious darling, Brenda.
Decked in beauty dramatic, like a tree slender.
It thrills me, your voice gilded with summer tender.
Unto your heart I sight with sun-bright agenda.
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At first I thought
I had nothing at all
For my life has been
As dull as a wilted flower
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Dear broken heart
I’ll go through your questions
One by one,
For these things as you know,
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Yur eyes shine like the chrome bumper
on ma old pickup truck.
Just like that dime ah keep in ma pocket
fer luck.
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I am a special man
Addressed as a gentleman
My posture is calm
Inside me is ruggedness
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Nothing can express emotions
Than written words that speak
In a milieu of racist repressions
Black voices creek....
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A writer is writer
Born fighter
Well presenter
With caliber
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I lived a life throughout this land, and with time, wisdom have I earned
I'll try my best and that is my pledge, to share with you what I have learned
With growing strength and new found wisdom, sensing I became brighter
Out of no where then came a burning desire, to be this type of fighter
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When the wrongs of peace grow mighty,
They beget the wrong of war,
Whose wild night, with deeds immortal,
Sparkles brightly, star on star.
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The bombs that exploded in the Bataclan
on Friday Nov 13th,2015

there is now a lawsuit pending concerning that day.
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Born fighter
Saturday,16th February 2019

It can create a hell lot of problems
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