Best Fulfilment Poems
Eyes glued to the sky
Thumb finger tumbling
Tears cascading from above
Heart filled with grieve and grieve
Encroached of the unknown
Future punctured with uncertainties
Realities gnashed at me
The night settled on my thought
The morning is aging
It is time to go home
Which home?
Where is the fulfillment in these drifts of life?
Must i go home unfulfilled?
O, is this the end of my enterprise in the human cosmos?
Six Words with Fulfilment
Am glad God made me, me.
Second Six,
Though I am a terrible singer.
Third Six:
Ra Fa So La Ti Do
Third six:
You Can also add another do
Forth Six
Have you ever heard of forensics?
Jmaes Theserious Hilerious Honr
Day in
Day out
we strike the pen
as a poet.
All types of styling
written by all ages.
Beginner poets
lifetime writers.
The soup is family
and welcomes all
as we strive to write .
They encourage
never discourage
those who strive
to write about life.
Some are sadening
others leave us gleaming
but we all are family .
The moon is a curving flower of gold
Curling in your fingers, as you hold, its
sap flowing making its stem stand firm.
Emitting the odour of fulfilment
as it blossoms and dies, when
your hands reached out to heaven.
I used Line 6 - Sara Teasdale
Penned 23/7/2015 by Seren Roberts
Contest : complete the lines - Nette Onclaud
Have we not awaited, danced under the surface;
Awakening the sleeping spirits, and warmed the hearts of the cold?
Are we not Everlasting; were never born and can never die;
Ever circling the sacred groves, and the Land of Old?
Have we not fought battles; in Light and Dark alike,
Created Elemental creatures, others arising with own Mind?
Have we not closed our Circles, Past with Future through the Now,
Passed times anew, and places; to awaken memory of greater kind?
Have we not walked shadows; In Otherworld and Under;
In realms afar and near, and within seen forgotten faces?
Have we not, I ask,
and silently, I wonder
Are we not the masters; teaching wisdom which we hold;
Guiding the lost to their Light, the awoken to their Truth?
Are we not the whispering voices; words spoken from the Source
Weaving silently the patterns of the Stars and the Journeys of our Souls?
Are we not the flames of Old; forgotten sparks to the Ever-going
Awaiting the Rise of the Sun, and the Emerging of the World?
Are we not, I ask, in this Time of Gathering
Awake, dear Ones, in this Time of Unity
It has Begun.
"If I asked, “what resonates in you”,
What would you chose
Is it a time and place that made its mark,
Pulling you up when all seemed dark
Is it faith that provides,
That feeling inside
Or is it the compassionate view,
Of those misfortunate that imbue you
Is it a symbol or a sign,
Or it’s meaning behind
The power they represent,
Earthy or heaven sent
Is it family or friends,
That resonates within
What gives you strength,
To go the length
Each day,
Everyday
Is it love of self,
Beyond all else
That lies within,
From each moment we begin
Like a reservoir inside,
Gifted to whom we decide
Reciprocal feelings to be matched,
Beyond family we attach
Energized by the spark,
That lights our vulnerable heart
So I ask you,
What resonates in you....."
It
is
written-
It is I,
It is finished ...is His cry
FULFILMENT
the urge
to be
of
humble
appearance in
thought
the
mind
the urge
for acceptance
an emblem
of
the
subconscious
longings
hope for
stability
ultimately
an
unknowable
encounter
tiptoeing
with unease
through
life's
internal
journey
of
emotional reticence
to
the source
of to
salvation
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
thrown in wordly orbit
we all are striving to achieve that happiness
in a split !
what life begets
box full of emptiness
why fret?
frill, thrill
is it hopeless?
chill !!
thrown in wordly orbit
box full of emptiness
chill !!
Purity at its purest form
Vision instilled , bearer informed ..
Journey from the oblivion into space
Creating the moment as paced ....
Ancestral being , respect to the elders,
the soils which breeds the seed ..
Redeeming the rights to know
So we seek knowledge
From the fountains of yesterday
That holds today sway ...
11/21/2018
While you battle with life like no tomorrow
Hustling and bursting the streets and places
Hoping for the fulfilment of acquisitions
The ordained course of life could be different
Each chose a path to thread before now
In this current journey of earthly existence
Known to the custodians above and the self
The path which alone can satisfy and fulfil
Minichu
Times when peace fills my soul
Those times fulfill my life with a joyful river
Then I'm whole
Close your eyes, feel
All the essence that peace delivers
Surreal
It seems
Only comes in
Streams
Times when peace fills my soul
All the essence that peace delivers
Streams
The dreamer dreaming
bringing to life deep desires
until exhaustion
What is this dreaming
or what we call the waking
save our own thought form
Discernment of truth
found in the void of silence
centreless fulcrum
Self aware being
is who we really are
playing with ourself
20-September-2020
All I saw was Marcus run into a portal holding the gold. He shouted, its the end.
You have paid and will never see you again.
That was the end. What my family did to me will happen to them.
He showed me the seal of fulfilment as he ran in.
oceans of wisdom flow
from wizened lips of world scholars to song and rhyme
make minds glow
they go often
unnoticed into caves of time
past pen
what cost
such foolish crime
lost
oceans of wisdom flow
unnoticed into caves of time
lost