Quotes about belligerent, page 2
Happy New Year,2010 (in acrostic)
May the New Year,2010 bring about
Happiness in homes
Amity of nations
Prosperity of peoples
Peace around the globe
Yearning for wisdom
Nobility of professions
Emergence of godliness
Well-being of souls
Yielding to humaneness
Egress of hatred
Abatement of inequality
Reunification of belligerent states
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-31-2009
poem by John Celes
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Rehearsing To Ensure
Listen to that.
They can say anything they wish,
To dip other people's lives into gutters and ditches.
And for them that is okay.
But as soon as they are approached,
To clarify a misquoting of their spoken words...
They instantly become belligerent.
Accusing others of being against them.
And the media that advertises their paid campaigns,
They blame for the attention they get.
Although they insist upon rehearsing to ensure,
The cameras are set and they are looking their best.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truths Varying
With truth varying
Victims do par take
The obese become of the depressed
The ignorant becoming belligerent
The greedy becoming of the cheap and hiding their secrets
The vain becoming defensive and bullying till they here what they like
The poor locking their doors hiding and ashamed to be part of this world
The smart pretending to be dumb just fit in.
No one wants to be not accepted
Its hard to accept your different
Its hard to accept you got a problem
Acceptances are key to truths within the bounds of the futility in life.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Poet Should Be
A poet should be romantic as spring
chocolate and cherry
mellifluous honey
drinking day-lit blossoming
Yet a poet should be
suspicious jaded wary
deepest indigo sour wine poison
ice blister winter night scathing
A poet should be loving
beyond bewildering
passionate so jealously
A poet should be spiteful
boisterous unbecoming
belligerent as unseemly
A poet should ever enjoin
engage the reader
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poem by Randy Resh
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Waxes And Wanes
Never realised how disastrous it would be
to wear a T shirt with Guess written large
on it, combined with my pirate jeans and
bandy-legged boots I was Che Guevarra
himself, not a good look
Realising it's full moon on 5 April it made
sense, while the moon waxes and wanes
my life changes and not in a good way -
Big Bro becomes belligerent; 8000 years
standing still as politicians dither
Playing charades calling it human rights &
respect without meaning it, felt better when
I changed my T shirt, being Che does not
feel good at all…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Sonnet: God Is One and Only Omnipotent One
All things take care of themselves in this world;
No worrying changes course of anything;
A few things occurring sound rather weird;
God will decide the fate of poor or king!
Even the freak of things is as per laws;
Man can't decipher many things on earth;
Through Nature, God controls all things as Boss!
God permits abortions and test-tube birth!
Why God allows unfairness to thrive then?
His thoughts are not like man's but much diff'rent;
Our ways are not like His and of heaven;
Man tries to be foolish, belligerent!
The Master of the universe is Lord
Of things, unseen and seen, and keeps His word!
poem by John Celes
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Airports
You can always tell the staff from travelers
by pace demeanor and dressing
those leaving
bright bouncy beaming
effervescent 'thusiasm bubbly
arriving disheveled disoriented
discombobulate relieving
Stranger still are sorted strangers
best chum company coordinating
mindless conversation even sounds interesting
...anything for entertaining
But I like the bar
with it's wide window view
runway traffic take-off terrific
And my by far fantastic favourite
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poem by Randy Resh
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Progress?
Whatever one man can invent
to benefit his fellow men.
Some other man without consent
will twist its purpose if he can..
A simple too for men to use
in pursuit of their sustenance.
Is always open to abuse
dependent on the circumstance.
A digging stick becomes a spear
a way to kill the enemy.
Men have made progress it is clear
improving their ability.
To kill more men efficiently
Mass killing now is common place.
Man is mans worst enemy
that is the truth we have to face
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Collective: The Demented Soldier
A fist, a gun, a belligerent soul to ramble;
A soldier sifted from colossal fears
In sanguinary grounds you amble
With valiance often excessively fierce,
A turret you held not to fumble
Amidst the delusion of mocking leers
In times of calamities, steadfast you are
Beguiling yourself with such convictions
Shredded from a destitute war;
Wrath on trigger, crosshair visions
But inside yourself ran the scar—
The bomb that fulminates the turbulent condition
Soldier lost, wield not a rifle
For treachery lingers not in your dominion
This torment in your head maims you a cripple
Armed with loathe of weak constitutions
So let the bastion slumber but do not topple
Vex yourself no more with hostile dispositions
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poem by Norman Santos
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An Alien Place
Our scorched earth erupts into belligerent flames,
Fanned by the wind, they sweep very fast down the plain,
They seem to delight, in their playing of these games,
When blue skies can deliver no deluge of rain.
Burnt down and blackened, all the tree trunks stand stark,
Leaving this wide landscape like an alien place,
Smoke billowing, the harsh flames start licking the bark,
Like huge hungry tongues that fear forfeiting the race.
Hastening onwards, with a strong wild winning urge,
With impetus, flora and fauna devouring,
Stripping the land bare, as it starts on its mad surge,
This fire, that has come to be so overpowering.
These flames ever feeding, engulf at such a speed,
Everything in their wake, is now changed into dust,
But from this devastation, each tiny new seed,
Will shoot new once again from this earth's ravaged crust.
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poem by Ernestine Northover
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