Best Fulfillment Poems
h o l d me
when the world w e
e p s
and the wounds w a n e
like frayed
threads of fear,
as I, a gilded frame,
long to mirror your lyrical light,
to be the ethereal echo
tethered to the
warm orbit of you…
while mind unlocks
its secret Milky Way,
as love whispers
in soft cadence,
finding words to
erase learned woes.
O beloved sunrise,
color me in
sighs of silence,
like rhymes of roses,
a vanilla villanelle
etched from
the exquisite essence
of a cosmic consequence,
leading me into
the arms of light,
as the lamented night
bent its empathetic knee
to the seraphic sight
of soul-satisfaction,
whilst pained pulse kept
solar seconds ~
counting constellations
within my chest,
curating confessions
from crestfallen stars,
sewing scars with
sparks of saffron and salmon…
and I ponder ~
is this a diamond dream
spun within
an awakened dawn
of glistening gold,
to home me in the
healed harmony
of your tender heart,
with acrylic
incantations of citrus flame,
as I am luminous layers of
a complex canvas,
aching for compassion,
awake in
e c l i p s e d
stillness,
like the supernova sun
devouring
the silk of its own sky…
yet even in this
aesthetic
fulfillment of
faultless infatuation,
I memorized your meteor showers,
flourishing in the thought
of rising beyond
the demise of despair,
to become the only pattern
across the fabric of faith
in your duvet of damask devotion,
no longer tripping
on temptations,
but
t r a c i n g
the cashmere curves of
reality ~
picturesque portrait
of a
passionate promise, paradise painted
forevermore…
He knows my heart
My every thought
He sees my worst fear
Listens to my prayers
Even when I’m wrong
He never leaves me alone
He knows my soul
The air I breathe is His gift
He isn’t surprised
When I learn my lesson
Or even when
I can’t prevail and fail again
He knows my needs
Before I even dream them
He holds me up
Without Him, I would surely
Fall through the cracks
Never to be found
He knows my feelings
Reads my ideas
He fills my heart up
With inspiration and joy
Assurance that I know
Comes from His quickening
He knows my fears
The ones I refuse to voice
He strengthens me
And leads me toward true freedom
Where I can be spontaneous
Alive with creativity and imagination
He knows my yearnings
As I pray for His will to be done
He sees what I want
Even when I don’t pray at all
And He lifts me up
So that I can have the best there is
He delights in my joy
Assures me that I’m more
Important than I know
He even allows me to grow
Wiser with time
More alive – so I shine!
He knows me better
Than I know myself
He inspires my finest efforts
With His blessings, His love
The assurance that He is there
Protecting me, accepting me
He knows me and I know Him
He is love and He is my friend
With God by my side
I know I’ll gain the victory
He is the answer to my prayer
For love that is always there
Syllables:
6,12,3 4,8,2 2,4,1 6,8,1
for fulfilment, we cry.
it is a wild mirage we chase, but never get,
though we try.
desire all time,
though quite hard it is to beget,
it’s prime.
dream big.
you need not fret.
hug!
for fulfilment we cry
though quite hard it is to beget
hug!
“The future depends on what you do today.” Mahatma Gandhi
Karma lacks starts and stops, it smoothly flows
despite the weight of its countless knots.
Karma’s rewards and smacks continuously update.
Newborns arrive as fresh love, unable to best the
tainting set to trap their fresh suppressed.
While our days amass years, they unfold both tangible
and invisible fragmental life earnings.
Be it positive or negative, we all realize a return on
thoughts formed and verbally formalized.
Young children should learn thoughts mind held and
grown have persuasion capabilities that garner
fulfillment in life and / or times of strife.
We should also teach our young
to discern negative from positive
actions and what each gains in
traction towards future joy and / or pain.
Wake each morn forewarned that all you do and say
sets the stage for your future days. What each
generation of man put in motion was also absorbed
and set on course to blend with our intent for a
manifestation of the future's presentation.
Love
measures all
that becomes worthwhile
in
this crazy
ever changing life
Without truth, love perishes,
even regret can fail to change this,
so,
protect truth,
elevate its full glory
Celebrate the purpose of your life
even when this purpose is not clear to you
Search for the meaning in daily pursuits that guide you,
achieve a higher place
a valid path to grace.
Jesus Brings Fulfillment Into Your Relationship!
A person thought after getting married,
his sexual urges were solved.
His wife had no idea how deeply he was involved.
On their wedding day, she was a beauty to be seen.
She was the twinkle in his eye,
his partner—his everything.
The lust he craved, she alone could not satisfy.
As other women began to catch his wandering eye.
As the weeks went on, he'd make excuses in my mind.
“I'll make up with my wife.” “Not now.”
“Some other time...”
Adultery was something he swore he'd never do.
He promised “to always be faithful, committed and true.”
One day he allowed “my guard to fall down.”
Then his whole life “came crashing down.”
The guilt he bore was difficult to explain.
He'd feel guilty at the very mention of my wife's name.
One day she found him in a compromising situation.
He tried to give her some kind of an explanation.
She said she'd stay with him ... if he'd
give up his lustful deeds.
“Repent to Jesus,” she said,
“He'll meet all of your needs.”
To Jesus, and her, he confessed and asked for forgiveness.
In Jesus, he found true joy,
love and happiness.
As he looks back and think about how he lived.
He's so thankful to Jesus—
willing to forgive.
He alone has brought true satisfaction to his soul.
And is with him now! Wherever he goes!
By Jim Pemberton 05/26/15
Sitting
The plush grass beneath my feet
Cushioning my body an bringing me comfort
I grab a blade of grass seed and chew on it
Its crunchy ripe flavor stimulating my taste buds
I gaze into the blue sky
Admire the puffy white clouds looming closely overhead
See the setting sun from over a yonder tree line
The Sun slowly fading away with the time
Starting to turn the sky a tint of orange
The breeze is soft and gentle
And sweetly combs through my hair and brushes against my skin
Sweeping through the grass
As if it were the hair of the Earth
Gently swaying it from side to side
As it sweeps over the rolling country hills
And through the trees of the forest
Then I look to my left and see a highway
Full of cars roaring from in and out of town
On their way to unknown destinations
They drive by too quickly to notice all of this
And move too quickly to observe this beauty
And enjoy all the simple pleasures in life
The race may be for some
But it is not for me
I enjoy a much simpler way of life
And take in the beauty of the world around me
And like to slow down to enjoy it on occasion
I don’t enjoy competing with others
To see who gains the most wealth, fame, or fortune
At the end of life
I don’t want to spend time worrying about it
So while others search for fulfillment from the race
I’ll find my fulfillment from sitting
Right here
"True fulfillment in life doesn't come from
what we get. It comes from what we give".
Marie Forleo
Make it happen for her/him;
And GIVE it all you've got, even
if it is not your personal desire.
You will look back at the wonder
of you and the beauty of her/him.
You'll pause, and feeling calm and poised,
You will ask yourself, "How did it succeed
so successfully?" You will feel FULFILLED
that one of your greatest feats has
been achieved, and you will greet
yourself with HONOR and a smile.
Fulfillment
What is this thing called life,
working and struggling
no end in sight
what ever became of the dreams that were me?
Where am I,
who am I,
what shall I be?
Fulfillment is the dream sleeping in the cocoon
awaiting the rebirth of the child
who still believes in the man-in-the-moon
somehow safe,
until the sun arises to awaken the child
and sparkle off the dew of hope
that keeps the dream alive.
Fulfillment shall be mine one day, and the dream,
so sweetly nurtured,
will burst forth on wings alive with vibrance and light,
and the setting sun will no longer
bring fear of a life left undone
Ardor abated
Bodies both
Collapse
Damp
Erotic
Fulfillment
Gains giddy
High
Intense
Kiss keepers
Lingering
Melting moves
Nestle Narvana
Optimal
Passionate
Release
Sated
Touch
Unleashes
Verve vapor
Whispers wanting
Xanadu
Zees
muscle memory
kinesthetic awareness ...
like riding a bike
11/27/2022
Poetry form: Senryu (for you and me too)
Finding balance can be like riding a bike if we just keep our focus on the more important things.
LOVE-LUST-LOST
I REALLY LOVE TO SAY TO
YOU.....
I REALLY WISH TO SAY IN
MANY
WORDS TO YOU.....
I REALLY IN MA
SINCERITY
WANT TO FACE YOU......
BUT WHO CARES WHAT I
SAY TO
WHAT I DO?
WHO CARES WHAT YOU
WANT
TO WHAT I FEEL?
WHO CARES MA
INSPIRATIONS
TO MA DESPIRATIONS?
WHO CARES WHAT I FACE
TO
WHAT I FEEL?
LOVE I KNOW IS
AFFECTION AND
NOT DEFFECTION..
LOVE I KNOW IS
INSPIRATION
AND NOT DESPIRATION....
WHAT IS THE BEAUTY IN
LOVE
FILLED WITH PRETENCE?....
WHAT VALUE SHOULD I
PLACE
ON A LOVE BASE ON
INSINCERITY?....
WHEN THE GLORY OF OUR
HEART IS IN-ADHERE TO
PECULIARITY.....
LOVE AND LUST UNDEFINED
MEANING.....
PASSION AND THOUGHT THE
BEAUTY IN EVERY
DREAMING.......
DESIRE AND ADMIRE
UNBELIEVABLY HEART
INQUIRES......
TELL ME YOUR HEART
WITHOUT
ANY STORY APART....
TELL ME WHAT YOU FEEL
WITHOUT MAKING THE
BEST
FOOL OUT OF ME....
IN SINCERITY I KNOW YOU
WERE
MADE OUT OF ME....
BUT TRUE LOVE IS BEYOND
WHAT ANY HEART CAN
SPIT....
IS BEYOND WHAT ANY
MOUTH
CAN CHEAT....
IS BEYOND WHAT MA
HAND CAN
GRAB,BEYOND FADING
IMAGINATION.....BEYOND
ANY
MOUTH
SPITRATION....BEYOND
ANY
ART
DISCRIPTION....BEYOND
ANY
HEART
PROVISION.....BEYOND
WHAT I MAY MENTION.......
BELIEVE ME,I ADMIRE
YOUR
BEAUTY.....I DESIRE YOUR
DIGNITY
WITH SINCERITY BUT TRUE
LOVE,YET I FOUND BEYOND
YOUR
PRODUCTIVITY,,,IF NOT FOR
ANYTHING BUT FOR THE
REALITY......
the word as prophesied and revealed,
to the holy spirit's delight pf presence.
you came after me;
with hearts ablaze,
trying to touch me,
with promises to last.
uplifting the upright,
enduring the course of time.
fulfilled through trials and errors,
untouched by any might of warriors.
ever true to the hearts of many,
no purer claim of evidence can come closer.
the blessing of a promise;
each one of us has to hold unto it,
searching for thatone peace and contentment,
glorious for any one eye to see,
standing firmly to what we believe in,
ready to make ever true the word our destiny.
I have been pondering for quite some time,
Is there a permanence to the meaning of the word ‘greatness’?
Whatever does it mean ‘to be great’ or ‘to feel great’?
You see, from ever since, I’ve attached its meaning to superiority,
Something unreachable, beyond my wildest imagination.
With branches beyond the skies,
which climax at levels exceeding human capability.
And thick, fibrous roots so deeply entrenched,
that they become onerous to deracinate.
But over the years, my realisation has surprised me.
I have recognised that greatness has distinctive,
yet instinctive qualities.
Much like a budding and unfolding bouquet of roses,
Its perfume is subjective.
Pungent to some, but fragrant and elegant to others.
Its vessel comes in different forms,
Some curved, thin or well figured.
And its florets can bud, bloom, change colour or even decay,
depending on the level of care.
Similarly, I have discerned that greatness resides in each of us.
Its aura is unfastened by our creativity and vision.
And it is unbarred by the similitude of unreached potential,
encasement or bewilderment.
And, at last, there cannot be any fixity to its meaning.
Rather, there is much subjectivity, intuitivity and reason,
that we must open ourselves up to receive.
I hope you receive and accept your feeling of greatness,
in whatever form it appears.
Love & Light.
07/04/21
layers of silence
a chill that—
fulfills nature’s song
echoes escape
into an emptied delight
reaching far
folded wings glimmer
eyes shimmer
hungry for more rest
absent words
flushed in fevers of chilled haunt
caress blooms
creating lush songs
folded in—
imagination