Best Congratulated Poems
She Touched The Water
My muse
touched the waters
of a spring fed river
She had a special gift to deliver
Releasing the inspiration
from deep within her
She said “ Drink please witness
about saint and sinner.
Surrender your mind
become a true believer.
The line between real and fantasy,
you can make it thinner.”
So with my cupped hands
I began to deeply drink
Muted greys
became a vibrant pink
Thoughts and ideas
were transformed into ink
It was all so fantastic
those things I could think
She said “Write them all down
or they’ll be gone in a blink.”
Not all thoughts were happy
some they made my heart sink.
The more I drank
the more I was elated
Oh how easily
I concentrated
Ideas expressed
tales of wonder consecrated
Secretly I craved
being congratulated
What was written felt solid
those things I created
Wise, wonderful words
emotionally weighted
Wanting more and more
I couldn’t be sated
My magical muse
began to worry about me
Who I was
or might soon be
She said “I must share
this burden to set you free”
So next to the river
she planted flowers and trees
Other poets coming
abated my dis ease
She told them “Drink from the river,
as much as you please!
If you don’t I will cause it to freeze.”
Our Muse whispered loudly
“Poets take your words near and far.
Be true kind and vulnerable
let people know who you are.
Hide messages in bottles
Transport people to a distant star
Sing from the rooftops
Tell Limericks in a bar
Poetry is music
play tunes on a guitar
Shine bright like a fire fly
that has escaped from its jar!”
Together we have community
Being with the rare few
Who share our lunacy
The ones able to decipher
these things that we see
For us it’s a river
this place we love to be
Gardens free of enemies
Green grass, rivers and trees
We gather by the shore
like birds and bees
You are welcome to join us
stay for as long as you please!
Categories:
congratulated, muse,
Form:
Free verse
It only hurts when you let it. I used to be the living example of the words to Shania Twain's song: "It only hurts when I breathe." I'm becoming stronger. I need to be. It's called self-preservation...and I need to survive.
It only hurts when you let it. Will I be liked by everyone? NO! That thought in itself used to KILL me. The need to please and be liked by everyone would make me unable to say no to things people would ask of me. I didn't want to lose face. I didn't want to disappoint. I didn't want to offend. I'm still like that....but I'm working on it.
It only hurt when you let it. What others think of me....doesn't define who I am. It used to. That related to my poetry as well. I'd try to write what's kosher. In particular, my sensual writes were and are a source of torment at times. Judgementalism still stings. It only hurts when you let it.
Yes, it only hurts when you let it. I will TRY not to give anyone the satisfaction of bringing me down through their criticism, prejudices, and yes, even through their neglect. If I'm not read or congratulated or applauded, I won't let it get to me because it only hurts when you let it.
This is a big step for a sensitive soul. However, I'm taking that step. I'm tired of letting it hurt me, but here's the thing: It only hurts if you let it! :)
Eileen M
Categories:
congratulated, hurt, prejudice,
Form:
Prose
Who is my enemy?
Do I really know? Those
who are waging a war to amass
lands or wealth, or those who
are depriving the downtrodden
of food and shelter, which are
the rights for every individual!
From childhood, I was
encompassed by love,
and kindness, that was
my blessings...in a humble
surrounding!
Father’s love,
Mother’s affection,
showered on me,
kindness from
neighbours! Sibling-
rivalry? No, that didn’t
hurt or destroy my life!
Who are my
enemies? Those who
competed for excellence in school?
Or who never
congratulated me on my
success! Negative thoughts,
despair, jealousy - are those our
enemies! Enmity couldn't
crush my determination to
reach a destination.
Sometimes I blame the war-torn
situation, which caused my parents
to suffer miserably! But my mother,
who embodied kindness
and empathy, taught me
to hate the hatred, imbibe
the inner peace she
exemplified!
So on this day, even
when being crushed by
disharmony and discord...
war, hunger, poverty, racism in the
world, I feel truly peaceful and
embrace acceptance about
my own hopes, successes and
failures. I wish happiness
for whoever loved me,
appreciated me, or who did not…
I wish them peace,
the way I have been blessed!
I pray for absolute
Harmony on the planet,
Our own Earth! Pray
for a serene dawn when sun
rises to wipe out all darkness.
Categories:
congratulated, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
On the day you wore my heart a flowering Hat
My mind's wall, dripped away liquid
sorrowful Content that
weighted innately
Inherently
My drenched gray feathers were sprayed speckles of sunlit
Orchestrated by your Poetic heart. You
You use your ink in Golding drops,
Wrote on my mind's
wall and it
forever
flowing all over me entireties, now am a fountain of poetic springs Drawn from Your streams
of Love and Hope
And so I say
Merci!
Soupers
Bountifully Beautiful, Cheerfully Caressing, Wonderfully Plentiful, Delightfully Grateful, Mindfully Relishing,
Delicately Tasteful, Heartfelt, Mind blowing,
Historical Appreciative, Congratulated
Facilitation, Lovingly and Lavishly,
Heavily Heavenly, heartily
Tenderly, poetically
ink dripping
comments, committed on, Me my write-ups, mind's wall, Showering Architectures, Exquisitely
Garnished on Me.
God Bless
You All .
From
My
Poetic
Heart
Gideon
On the day I became Me
My grateful heart goes
To You .
6/19/2020
Categories:
congratulated, appreciation, beautiful, beauty, best
Form:
Ode
A crystal vase, a bunch of withering Roses.
... it’s almost a week....
My friend congratulated me on publishing a book,
by bringing ravishing red flowers.
closed my eyes in a reverie ~ took the longest breath ~
inhaled the fragrance floating all around me ~ imbibed the radiance of the gleaming red ~ indulged in the memories of love ~
.....As long as I could.
Gradually those Roses losing their enchanting sheen,
Their unique lustre and hue diminishing,
Some dried, parched petals already hopelessly crumbled on the hard floor,
fading, shrivelling, drooping, descending.
My heart aching mournfully to see them decline and fall,
......Who can stop the inevitable!
One by one - those flowers will lose their shimmering petals,
only the stems remain reminding of the brilliant past,
in the end - they are painfully reminiscent of the decay of a sublime beauty,
ending up being cruelly discarded, crushed,
.....thrown away with little regard.
Life, a meandering river ~
full of possibilities, dreams infinite, also painful memories -
Wish we could hold on to the exuberant flavour of a fragile life,
An incense burns to exude aroma until only the ash remains...
Dreams don’t wilt....
But Happiness fades away before we know it!
November 2, 2020
For Ambedo Poetry Contest (Placed Second)
Sponsor: Silent One
Categories:
congratulated, introspection, life,
Form:
Free verse
Last Monday, 13,000 young people officially graduated from Hamas’ youth
paramilitary camps – more than twice the number of participants who graduated
from last year’s program.
Hamas’ government had something to celebrate this week – 13,000 graduates
from the Hamas youth paramilitary camps, designed to encourage Gazan teens
“to follow in the footsteps of the suicide martyrs.”
Ismail Haniyeh, the prime minister of Hamas, congratulated the participants at
the graduation ceremony. “This is a generation which knows no fear. It is the
generation of the missile, the tunnel and suicide operations” he said.
Categories:
congratulated, horror, murder, spoken word,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Out of that ugly, cruel piece of wood
Ushered a sweet aroma, but by a sword
The Creator nailed by and on His creation
Offered a perfect sacrifice, for my perfection
From lands beyond afar, he descended
Boldly He came by divine steps of love and landed
In sublime compassion He stared at a lost soul
The whole world drenched in darkness since the fall
The devil stretching the blanket of wickedness
Entering the earth in love, animals congratulated
Room in the Inn could not be found, so congested
No religious people liked him even Priests of Pharisees
Even some of their own Rabbis and Sadducees
Sold for only 30 pieces of silver by the son of perdition
Suffered in the cruel hands’ that’s no Word contradiction
Carried the cross of my sins in deep agony
And drunk a bitter cup of my deadly iniquity
My saviour got an inflicting piercing pain of a head gear
Ended up with no vestures nhas they all wanted to wear
Sweetness sprung up out of that immense bitterness
Weaknesses swallowed and overcome by boldness
Eternity to win he enslaved death and took of its stinger
Entered hell and preached to souls in great torment
Then up with victory he arose like a real torrent
Now with keys of hades, he came up with him those saints
Eventually graves opened, triumph now reigns
Sweetness now floods my once troubled soul, he arose
Secure from all bluffs of the devil, his scream I oppose
Categories:
congratulated, religion,
Form:
Acrostic
From some week
Nauseous I feel
Last month my period also ceased
I'd gone to Doctor
"You are preggy"
She congratulated me.
A sweet smile ran through my lips
Oh! I was tickled pink
But wait..
Is it any pleasantary?
I'm preggy? So funny it is.
I'm just seventeen
Having no boyfriend
Or any such relationship
Again, she checked
But this time, she was amazed
She ascertained my virginity
Also assured my pregnancy
Spiralled up from blank theory
She culminated "Miracle in my uterine cavity "
I went to the library
turned the pages of biology
Found the term Parthenogenesis
A process in which
Female egg converted into offspring
Without fertilizing it
But this was never seen in human
Maybe I'm the first one -I fathomed
It means I lost virginity in my brain
Which induces the secretion of hormone
& thus all other events made
But with whom? When? & Where?
Suddenly I saw my dreammachine
& everything got clear
That I purchased from the science fair
In which I uploaded, pics of shri Krishn
With whom I spent, my all nights in the Dream
Biologists regarded this
As Super parthenogenesis
After some months or more
I gave birth to a demigod
& my virtual husband is my lord
15March 2018
Poetry contest "Science Fiction"
Sponsored by "Deborah Guenther Beachboard"
Categories:
congratulated, birth, child, imagination, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
You're moving in with your girlfriend and many people have congratulated you.
You've asked me to do the same but that is something I can't and won't do.
I won't congratulate you because you and your girlfriend will be living in sin.
I won't condone premarital sex, don't ask for my congratulations ever again.
Yes I have old fashioned morals that you consider to be out of date.
I won't congratulate you because you're doing something that God hates.
Categories:
congratulated, god, sin,
Form:
Rhyme
Gina, the girl next door, was the most lovable person one ever knew;
she always listened to those in distress,
and they all were moved by her kindness...
didn't she offer them comforting words that even time couldn't undue?
For years she was in a Foster Home, her mom loved her,
but was unable to care for her from a rocking chair;
how could a teenager so bright become a mature woman
by chasing dreams after they had faded into the dawn?
Somehow on the way to school she thought of success,
since she was taken away, she had lost all interest
in memorable events such as Birthdays and Mother's Day...
she felt very sad, but couldn't forget them by looking away.
Browsing Job Wanted ads, she applied as a teller at TD Bank,
" I am almost eighteen and I can be on my own and buy me lots of clothes. "
she thought to herself hating unnecessary discipline and boring chores...
on that revealing moment, luck smiled on her and guys began to wink.
Before the bank closed, the General Manager approached her
with a smile of admiration and congratulated her for a job well-done;
" Congratulations, Gina...you're being promoted to Assistant Manager! "
And all she could think of was to give him the biggest hug in front of everyone.
Categories:
congratulated, friendship, mother daughter, nice,
Form:
Rhyme
THE KING OF THE HOUSE
In Vallelado, Segovia, to a woman from quarter
God gaves his grace: she just had seven daughters
And she was about to give birth
Without knowing if it would be son or daughter.
The day of nativity play revealed the difference
And the village people said "that impossible"
They could not believe it
After being born so much females
That they should come and see him.
They came to meet him and see if he was a boy.
They congratulated the father and mother
Worshiping the child as a king.
Little girls, when they saw him, said smiling:
"The Little sailor stand out
And his two ships loaded with gold and silver”.
They say that pigeons peeked out their window
And the bells of the parish church
Played with joy alone
And Sacristan said: "Not for less."
The medieval clergyman
Who came with his concubine
Exclaimed: "A good combine harvester
For the Village."
Categories:
congratulated, birthday,
Form:
Ode
(In memory of Frankie Abercrombie)
Back to School, your
last year
Same ole stuff, but
fresh, New gear
With a promising future
that is clear
Dressed for the Prom like
a Cavalier
Standing next to a girlie, you
hold So dear
Grinning and posing, your heart
full of cheer
Like your Family, at graduation,
being near
So proud, until They almost shed
a tear
Watching you in the Formal, looking
all debonair
Especially grandma, who in the Spirit,
would appear
And, it has got you smiling, from ear-to
ear
As you're congratulated by friends with
a can of beer
Showing No signs of you becoming a
living nightmare
That's how it would be, if you were still
here
Categories:
congratulated, epic
Form:
Elegy
There's no way to go back, sometimes I wish there was,
we'd pluck out the highlights, just simply because;
I'm not going to give a catalogue, a long moan,
rather some reflections, when being home-alone.
It makes you chuckle, give a 'whew,' a smile too,
extract what you can, keep some gems in your armoury;
there will be other times to lighten up your day,
when you may remember what some others had to say.
They congratulated you, so good looking, so cool,
got away with eveything, you were never anyone's fool;
although, you were smart, intuitive, you didn't hold 'court,'
rather, listened, used all the things that you were taught.
Maybe that's it - learned so much along the way,
you were the star, the main character in the play.
Categories:
congratulated, beauty, blessing, high school,
Form:
Prose
Nationwide Insurance twas on my side yay
cuz, earlier this July forth
two thousand eighteen ja way
windows closed, doors locked, and
car keys visibly splayed
on driver seat oye vay
feel free to call me a horse's ass today
utter anxiety compounded,
plus unable to locate master key,
thence fodder for poem and more to say
rifling thru boxes without success,
an impulse arose to call road
upon learning policy
doth include locksmith service,
ah felt less doggone snappish,
and uttered hoo ray
though modest aye,
congratulated awesome,
fulsome, and handsome
self on quick thinking,
and automatically became less tiresome
pondering for no particular rhyme nor reason
(as a getaway) Panama or Paraguay
then immediate decided,
sans ditto explanation,
but no how and nay
yet honest to dog suddenly felt
like a young lovestruck lad
during month of May
and without further delay
a compulsion arose
to putter along, though
momentarily gazing heavenward
and counting (just beak caws)
glistening black crows
plus painfully aware
a spike in recurrent
"senior" moment of forgetfulness grows,
thus starkly aware significant rustiness
increasingly, frightfully,
and chokingly coats
lix spit tillage harrows
resuming schlepping dishabille
crotchety bedeviled aching
body electric irksome
with fringe benefit (such as
momentary lapse of reason)
quite aware mettlesome
ness of youth nonrefundable,
non-reliable, and non-retrievable,
and guaranteed continued
pricking, viz nettlesome
degenerating aging telomeres,
sensate perspicuity, and oxysomes
leaving a once robust person some
what discombobulated
and easily toilsome.
Categories:
congratulated, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
What is this entity that's entered my body
day by day now I feel myself slipping away
slowly fading into memories...?
I fight tooth and nail to overcome this alien
... attack so I can warn the world of this true
and freaky sci-fi story...
Well and it happened somewhere around
the Andromeda galaxy during a power
surge and black out but nobody remembers
anything but me...
NASA said all the preliminary tests were normal
and congratulated us on a job well done but
they were wrong and had no idea of the threat
we would become...
Our whole purpose now is to populate the Earth
with an ancient and hostile off spring and
create and brand new species for a brand new
feeding ground and to alert the others when we
have the upper hand that they may also join us
around the world in every city and every town....
If Nasa had only known the repercussions of
Project Green Light and what it would have
manifested it's self into they would not had
let us return to big blue but now this is to warn
the rest of you...
Save what you can of the Human race from this
Alien invasion from deep space...
This is no doubt my last chance to tell you of
this bizarre and twisted horror story but fact can
sometimes be stranger than fiction as in the case
of Shuttle destiny and Project Green Light!
Categories:
congratulated, emotions, fantasy, future, heaven,
Form:
Free verse