Beautified Poems | Examples

MURKY NIGHT

It's the slumber and sleep where men go so far
Carrying the bravery of walking through fire 
On burning feet never to surrender:
Insomnia stares at me in the dark 
With black steamy eyes that scare.

Lying in bed the whole night not 
To sleep,but to count their fingers,
Watch misty vapours they can't hold,
In the bright glow of dark shadows.
Listening to the silence of no sounds 
That from soul-deep ring so loud.

Nights when sleep is no rest
Longing for lonely friends in darkness;
Not just them who will bring joy to them 
But only those friends who sail the same 
With whom to walk stretch of no end.

Murky sleep in beds 
A journey that sees no end 
A long peer at not a light in the tunnel 
A candle seeming to burn at the low base 
And an empty plan of life at its end 

I carry a heart that dozes never,
Sight of dangling soot hanging above:
It's not a turbulent ride when things should be calm 
A journey far ahead into beautified mirage 
Where insomnia be my only sextant.

Workings of Nature

Although barely, the sun was still casting
Its light as she slowly descended
Beyond the tree-lined horizon.

A view of the grey-free sky revealed
A beautiful contrast of rainless clouds
Highlighted by the setting of the sun.

Nature has taught us that time waits on
No one, not even clouds and light. She
Will set and her light will disappear. The
Clouds will move on, no longer beautified
By the light.

A gaze at a peach tree from my window
Revealed motionless leaves seemingly
In a state of rest unaffected by wind as
 They anticipated the coming of the night.

annoyed while waiting

The music is not to my taste
I am stuck in a beauty shop
No one here looks beautified
Two men are ahead of me sitting in wait chairs
Neither of them look like they need a haircut

This music is loud; maybe that’s why it is grating
Not as awful as the music coming from the street though
They have loud loud loud loud salsa music, totally annoying
I like classical, Christmas, and Disney music
And music from my girls
Bette, Cher, Reba, Dolly and Liza
Wish I had brought earplugs with me today

Empty Spaces

Where you used to live is now empty
loneliness is beyond a lack of oxygen 
your scent lingers as candles ~
a blend of spice and sweetness
you bestow steady impetus day or night...
 
Chart a course in seas of vagueness,
a murky future, a hazy doubt
I wish time could be reversed

An empty bed fills my empty room,
sorrowful reins, uneasy mind
no rainbow, no colors, just a grey sky...
everything is made out of stone,
upon walls dressed in cobwebs!!

Memories we vowed would last,
vanished in a blink of an eye

This bare space in my heart,
in which you used to live
flooded with sorrow ~

How much I miss and adore you
how you've beautified my world!

Your Flowers

I hate the fact that it took me ages 
More so, that you are receiving in absentia 
Please forgive my untimely timing 
A vivid portrayal of my short-comings  

With regrets,  here i kneel 
Face tilted towards the earth 
Eyes dilated with tears, the pain, i can't conceal 
Searching for closure, for the heart to heal

Receive my heartfelt gift 
bearing gratitude and unfathomable love

These red roses and tulips, are a symbol of pure and infinite love which defined your heart

The Anthurium flower, portrays the abundance of your good deeds and the hospitable nature of your character 

Decorated in white and yellow, is the Daisy flower, signifying purity and happiness you shared selflessly.

In golden yellow, is the sunflower, an illustration of your endurance and faithfulness 

Placed towards your head, are iris flowers, a manifestation of faith, wisdom and hope, building blocks of a wise  counsellor 

your surroundings, beautified with orchid flowers, showcasing the beauty and perfection of your nature

Fixated on my chest, hydrangea flowers, providing support and a soothing aura of comfort

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO DESERVES OUR THANKSGIVING

May 5 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 16-17

Key Verse – 1Chronicles 16:8 Give thanks unto the LORD, call upon his name, make known his deeds among the people.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO DESERVES OUR THANKSGIVING	

Praise be to God Who deserves our thanksgiving for His granted:
Salvation security against sin’s wages
Sanctification settling our soul’s worth  
Satisfaction sufficing our spiritual wealth
Scriptural standard for our sincere worship 
Stewardship-seal toward servanthood willingness  

1Chronicles 16:11 Praise be to the Lord Who 
invites us to seek Him for us to keep on being:
Blessed by His graciousness
Braced upon His greatness
Bonded to His godliness
Bound around His goodness
Beautified with His gloriousness

1Chronicles 17:26 Praise be to the Saviour 
for promising to us His goodness while we: 
Obey His call
Observe to His commands
Optimize His compassion 
Organize according to His calendar
Offer to Him ourselves while to His care, cleaving. Amen!

May 5, 2024

RC

Rockin' rolling cowboy, casting charm on rocky road to rogue ride of his roller coaster! 

(From my pen name Roger Carvis, the beautified American version of my real name Rogel B. Cawis)

WORTHY GEM

Close up and behold gem of worth
Gargantuan with respect to value
Defying dirt from mother earth.

Through microscope midst vibrant light
Lens reveal precious treasure
Iridescent, glowing against dross’ blight.

Under microscope divine, held graciously magnified
There am I, faith-polished by the Creator’s hand
To fulfill His assigned role, as precious stone* beautified.


*1 Peter 2:5 - Ye also, as lively stones, are built up a spiritual house, an holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to God by Jesus Christ.

December 20, 2023
6th place, "Any Poem" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Robert James Liguori; judged on 4/16/2024

as seasons circle

happy thanksgiving to one and all
thank you

"as seasons circle"

white snow covers earth
snowmen become guardians
crystal reflections beautified
eyes are open wide

birds suddenly sing
windows are blessed with song
within corners of endless bounds
animation sounds

warm suns light the sky
children play day and night
no one is left a captive bird
laughter seen and heard

autumn soon arrives
gracing her shades and flair
with air that exudes
senses rise to great magnitude

as seasons circle
breathe through all forevermore
feel each sensation
allow such with anticipation

SkyWatcher
11-19-23

I Wonder What's On Cloud 9

The premise behind this poem, What does cloud 9 mean?
A state of bliss, elation or happiness
cloud nine (uncountable) (idiomatic) Often in the phrase on cloud nine: a state of bliss, elation or happiness. quotations ? He was on cloud nine for days after she agreed to marry him.

I wonder whats on cloud nine 

I wonder what its like up on cloud nine,
Would the weather up there be fine,
Would the storm in my head clear,
Would it free me of all my anxiety and fear,

I wonder what it would be like up on cloud nine,
Would it just cross over country borderlines,
Or would it take me up into the sky,
Would it take me to a city in clouds up high

A city ive only ever imagine in your minds eye,  
A place of peace a place where life is beautified 
That's free of impurities and the evils of our world,
A place I could only dream of, I guess it is a Dreamworld,

Oh how I wonder what it would be like on cloud nine
Would the weather up there be fine,
Would the storm in my head clear,
Would it free me of all my anxiety and fear,

Bottle Garden

Olive green bottle garden
once beautified her perfect patio.
Resplendent with venust foliage
and pretty alpine flowering cacti.
Sadly, with declining mobility
its owner no longer ventures outdoors.
Now grungy, its only visitors
are two defecating pigeons.

Blessedness

Blessed by God, source of eternal bonus
Bound am I to burst with gratitude bliss
Basking under His light, sublimely bright.

Benefitted midst divine banquet
Breath of mine brings out worship blows 
Bestowed well with the Bread of life bountifully.

Beseeching the Saviour for favored blessings
Burdened soul earnestly seeks help in my prayer bouts 
Begging to aid me when broken, blinded and bruised.

Beautified with faith that’s Bible-based
Blooming am I in the Saviour, joyously beaming 
Braced to serve, reaching-out against selfishness bondage.

Behaving as Christ’s believer
Built am I upon beatitude brand
Bearing His goodness of blessedness.*

“Even as David also describeth the blessedness of the man, unto whom God imputeth righteousness without works.”  Romans 4:6 of the King James Bible

Alliteration in Tristich form

January 31, 2023
2nd place, "Writing Challenge - B Word" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 2/1/2023.

It

I can’t just ignore how tight it hugs me
How it caresses through my soul
How it exposes pretence of innocence overhaul
A touch of it sending goose bumps all over me
I can’t hide anymore, from beautified macabre
Coz its radiance reveals my dark silhouette
The mask unmasked, pulled off and shoved off
Am its pushover, adjunct to its whims and in it swept off
I can’t resist how I slide along its gooey surface
Ever since its appearance, smoothening rough edges,
My entire itinerary requisite sufficed
Back and forth am pushed, taking past hooey serious
To extremities that I could dare not imagine were precious
I sloth at time wasted on fingle-fangle,
With tremor and cowardice, had waved off
And wafted away pots upon pots of inviting cosset
But with it, my tour de force is world class and it I covet
The urge to stretch forth, pluck and sink my teeth
In both poisonous and supple, sweetened sour, to pleasure writhe
Lowering my bucket so deep in their pristine cisterns,
To just drink and drink from their forbidden cool rith
And quench my thirst, decade old thirst
As they call my name amid a bene placito!

Autumn - Constanza

Autumn leaves falling, makes us sigh
The arid ground is beautified 
Why for then should death be decried

When life force ebbs and death draws nigh
It’s but a time for transition
Gaining in heaven admission 

Dark and lonely, seems the night sky
Motionless, save a shooting star
Wondrous, we look on from afar

In truth there’s no final goodbye
For we’re all in spirit entwined
One light, in many forms confined

Life is eternal, death’s a lie
Know oh hermit, soul’s quintessence
As living light, we’re God’s essence

Autumn leaves falling, makes us sigh
When life force ebbs and death draws nigh
Dark and lonely, seems the night sky
In truth there’s no final goodbye
Life is eternal, death’s a lie

21-September-2022

In Remembrance of Connie -Autumn Theme Poetry Contest 
Sponsor: Suzanne Delaney

Home

Home

 Rajorshi Patranabis

Carefully beautified
A home
A mad desire
For a happy living
Locked securely,
One and two
And every nook and corner
Decorated with care
Dreams slumber
Hither thither
Lonely in recline
Thoughts cross
Sandcastles of dreams
Have devoured so much time
So much of love and care eloped!
Life smiles impish
Teeth rocks on itself
Nimbles of walking ahead,
This side and that
Will love  sided on the wall
With flowered enamor
Sit on the living room?
Tracing the mirage of happiness
Deserts of sandy life
Searches of sand castles
Life ends
Feel every moment
If life would've been like home
Decorate with love
With care and happiness!

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