Best Lessons Poems
Try not to be too shy to tell someone how you really feel,
be adventurous and always try new things even if it’s scary-
Take advantage of the beautiful moments, they can heal,
you may never know how someone can be so caring.
Take chances on love, be courageous and daring.
Compromise is important but don’t change who you are,
for small romantic gestures can go a very long way-
Don’t be afraid to enjoy special moments under the stars,
sometimes a touch means more than words can say.
Awake every morning as if it was a fresh new day.
Life is just a series of moments strung together,
there may be arguments, but forgiveness can bring grace-
Sometimes in the beginning you just know love’s forever,
you can tell just by the look upon your beloved’s face.
Make sure your sense of humor you never erase.
Your heart may not always care about being logical,
for the heart wants what it wants even if it’s unlikely-
Living a long life with someone can be quite magical,
there’s nothing like starting a loving family.
Allie and Noah Jr. died together in heavenly harmony.
*I chose multiple life lessons from the novel 'The Notebook'*
Life Lesson From a Favourite Novel
Line Gauthier
February 2, 2018
I once met a broken heart ,
It said it longed for love.
And it'd been yearning so long !
It said there's no God above.
.
For if there was, a God there,
It wouldn't have to suffer.
And live a life that had ,
Made its survival tougher.
.
So , I asked it to look within ,
If some bit of the love had lasted,
And it came out grieving ,
That out of the blues ,
it had in fact found a casket !
.
And there within the casket lay ,
All the love it longed , it sighed.
Sadly though through pure negligence,
Now all that love had died .
.
For, since years the heart had been to lands , water and cliffs ,
In hopes of finding some love that belonged it bit by bit.
It had cried and craved for love that was so far,
Never had it cared enough to look into his own jar.
You love yourself ,
God loves you back,
The poor heart didn't know!
And that is the purest love to find ,
May wherever you go.
You taught me how to
love and laugh
You taught me how to
cry
You taught me how to
Stand my ground
You taught me not to
lie
You taught me how to
follow my heart
You taught me how to
Take pride
You taught me how to
be prepared
You gave me wings to
fly
But Daddy you forgot to
teach me
how to say
goodbye.
Lessons of Autumn
Summaries of schooling
— lessons upon lessons guiding
Thoughts in class after class…as bells ring…
Volumes to consider about ways of interpreting…
As the world takes Life on a continuous spin
— round and around — outside and within —
Orbits, tides, seasons, moods, visions…
Lessons taught that Winter is The Dead or Hibernating;
Spring is Re-birth; Summer is The Growing;
And Autumn? Well, students were asked to see
— symbollically, spiritually, scientifically —
That Autumn is the season of Dying, of Leaving.
Autumn, the antithesis of Spring;
Autumn, the harvesting, the taking away
from the earth Spring’s born and
Summer’s grown.
Autumn is the drying, wilting, wrinkling;
The changing from acting to waiting…
And ending.
But, in Autumn, Mother Nature displays
Some greater lessons using God’s deeper palette:
To layer by layer paint, and year by year present
How Autumn’s weeks pass on
Gifting the hemispheres with her splendors
In a glorious prelude to turning with life,
Tier upon tier, into a new year.
All around, Autumn transforms the landscape
From too monochrome into blended tones
Of copper…and red…and yellow aside goldened greens
That shiver before the backing blankets
of violet horizons;
And often the trees for awhile, may even
lean in together to endure
The colder winds and rains pattering.
~ When sweeping Autumn begins,
Leaf by leaf breaks off from branches and twigs…
And, by design created, floats down,
Each laying on a palm of air, to soften
The fall ~
The living in nature all have their seasons…As we
Too, grow on the many branching pathways of our own,
Hopefully learning the value and beauty
In the circling of all time’s teaching seasons…
As each and every leaf sways, wafts, flutters, twirls,
Slowly waltzing down to the waiting earth,
To lay there, with such vibrant color,
Over the dust that made us.
Autumn always,
is time’s heavy curtain,
Taking its cue to fall…
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(c) sally young eslinger 10/2023
"A woodland path in the dappled sun, hushed and quiet "
~A Rambling Poet~
A canopy of trees
filters the sun for me,
and I am grateful...
For I do not feel like
having the rays glare
in my eyes today,
in a brooding mood I am.
The earth is damp,
drunken with dew,
seemingly commiserating
with me
I lay myself down,
jagged rocks beneath me
--cutting, rough--
and I welcome it
For it grounds me,
a reminder
that not everything
is sunlight and blooms
I sink in my darkness
and close my eyes
to dwell in it and drown,
just sighing
For an eternity,
I am mired with
muck and moss in my mind,
thoughts eroding
to nothingness
...until I open my eyes
to Wonderment
The trees above me
stand tall and proud
in their radial glory,
the sun just
breaking through,
shimmering, dappling
my cold being
Leaves gilt with light
blink back in awe
and I am floored,
blanketed by warmth
of hushed spirits
surrounding me
These trees
tell their tales
of growth and survival,
of yearning for
that light,
of their struggle
to catch a glimpse
of heaven...
of capturing
its light,
using it,
feeding off from it,
in order to
give back to others
some of them stumble
yet most of them
succeed
I am humbled.
I am awed.
Yes, the canopy
gave me shade,
temporary darkness
from the light,
I look up again
and realize
that the tiniest
pinholes of hope exist,
reaching deep within...
little sparks
that set off
a chain reaction
of life
--June 11-12 (2011)
"A person who never made a mistake;
never tried anything new." Albert Einstein
__________________
This poet girl,
wrote in crayon, then gave pens a whirl;
I made mistakes- lots of spelling errors,
being told gave me terrors.
But, I was just a little girl with stories to tell,
so grandma gave me a dictionary to help me spell;
yet in bad grammar I seemed to dwell,
and still words I would unfurl.
I love writing,
to me a struggle worth fighting;
many said you have no talent- just stop,
not listening I let my words drop.
And drop they did- for failure is a word not a tattoo,
I wrote poems and poems and set them free into the blue;
and in time my style and talent grew,
mistakes are lessons exciting.
Yes, I prevail,
a warrior who sometime will fail;
did I misunderstand or misinterpret those words,
oh, were they meant to break my heart to shards.
For with words there is a power,
and that strength can lead to disaster;
but no matter- I now forget faster,
and my words set sail.
"No surrender, No yielding, No giving up!"
__________________________
August 25, 2019
Poetry/Rhyme/Overcoming Mistakes
Copyright Protected, ID 1175-768-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Overcoming Mistakes
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke
First Place
She said "I'll show you mine
if you're willing to show me yours."
I didn't waste a second
I promptly dropped my drawers!
I was rather embarrased
She looked and started to giggle
My little man was at attention
While the boys did their jiggle
After she stopped her laughing
I thought it would be my turn
Me an eager student
willing and able to learn
In the end I learned my lesson
She wanted to look through my tests
But my young mind was occupied
Transfixed by her beautiful breasts
So I quickly pulled up my pants
Time to put the two boys away
My little man sadly shrinking
Disappointed that he couldn't play
When she seen my embarrassment
She said "okay come have a look."
Please let it be her Yoo hoo
and not just some silly book
Holding out the band of her panties
She said "go ahead and reach in"
I was a happy explorer
Extreamly eager to begin
As the girl started moaning
I was sure I had got it right
She said "if you want to find it,
perhaps we need a little light."
So she started undressing
A vision there before my eyes
Her breasts a bit of perfection
Perky and just the right size
She said we'd have to work quickly
Before her parents came back
She pushed me down on the bed
and promptly began her attack
With force she ripped of my trousers
Thankfully she knew what to do
I let her have her way with me
The boys were no longer blue
She looked at me with a smile
Told me "it's time for you to go.
The next lesson will be better,
I'll teach you how to be slow!"
She
Taught me
To love her
So completely
Inch by precious inch
Me a willing student
Not once was I discouraged
She helped me practice night and day
With her there were no l i m i t a t i o n s
I was given the f r e e d o m to express
In time she became a w i l l i ng student
She could no longer resist my touch
Her an~~~instrument~~~of pleasure
Sweet notes escaped as she moaned
Time no longer mattered
R e s i s t a n c e futile
Symphonic--------Joy
Floating. ~~~~ up
F r o m her
Thighs
For Silent One's contest
"You don't learn anything about life in school"
Sometime "HARD" lessons are the best.
I came into the world with my hands folded.
Yet they welcomed me with laughter and danced the sorrow away for tomorrow.
Soon, I could no longer walk with my four legs,
I became a little star, running around the field with two legs.
I sat inside a rolling box as we journeyed to the east
not bold to tell anything about the strong black feet on-road miles
I could only ask why the other stars ate with their fingers stained
Was it because I was born with a golden nail?
Sooner or later, days turn into years,
And the sun was fun for me no more
For I became one of the souls that trekked a thousand miles,
because the rolling box was sold for some cake.
I had no penny to live a large life
My eyes kept running the ice
Was it because I had enough to take?
The beauty was too wrinkled and old to hold my hands,
So, I held her instead of the more
I became the breadwinner of the day,
with my head spinning like a clock with no pay.
Then I remembered my little days
When I wouldn’t eat until my toy was bought,
But here I am pleading for the day to come with some bread
As I watched my old beauty smile at me
She said to me
The journey begins when the tree gives birth to its fruit and leaves it ripe.
Until the shell that covers its seeds is removed
The seed will always be blind.
But when its cover is removed,
It struggles to live or else it dies.
Then I saw the future dancing from afar
With less effort to come nearer
I realized life isn’t as it seemed when I was a child
For it was too easy than it is now
The first time I received a 1
a smile was pasted on my face,
the sun arose in my dim heart
and a sleeping poet woke up.
The sponsor became my Favourite.
The first time I received a N/A
I figured there was a mistake.
The poem was just too good, you know?
In disbelief I lost my sun.
The sponsor became an idiot.
The first time I received a HM
a little light went off again.
Maybe, maybe I can do this
at least I made the winners list.
The sponsor made me try harder.
First time I was top of the list
the sun was back, I was honoured
and I learned something valuable.
Read the rules! Think before you write.
All the sponsors, l now respect.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
12.29.2014
Contest: The Contest
Lessons Well Learned
(from The John Poems)
You taught me what love is
then took it away.
You became my sunlight
then banished the day.
You awakened my body
to love of a man
Then condemned me to live
without the touch of your hand.
You brought life to my heart
and opened my soul;
You nourished my mind
and made me feel whole.
But now thanks to you,
I've also learned pain.
I know now that loneliness
Can drive you insane.
I've learned of betrayal,
loneliness, mistrust---
And I know understand
the myth that was us.
Animals animals all we are
Have come from the jungle that's oh so far!
Happily happily we came dancing here
With many lessons that you all have to hear.
I am the ferocious lion king
The song of Valour is what I sing
Never take a step back in times of peril
Be always a man of pride and virile.
I am the mighty elephant here
I do have an empathetic ear
It's always good to stay grounded
Family turns your life fulfilled.
I'm the little squirrel in the burrow
Unfailingly active in every high and low
Vigilance and resilience are my innate traits
Your effort, I say, opens all the gates.
I am the restless naughty monkey
I am ingenious and witty
Fun and mischief are so vital
In a serious lifestyle for a quick revival.
I am the curious cub of the bear
My mom is so strict and fair
She taught me the way to make an owlish choice
And to always listen to the clever mind voice.
Animals animals all we are
Have come from the forest that's oh so far!
Oh dear humans! You're the best of all
Live and let live breaking the wall.
It is okay to make a mess, I will not love you any less.
Eat chocolate, eat French fries, be happy because time flies.
Skip rope, climb a tree, let your inner child always run free.
Feel the sun shine upon your hair, watch the moon when it is there.
Wish upon a star, believe, dream, no matter how silly that may seem.
Listen to music, sing along, but hear the words of the song.
Read long stories, get lost in a book, find yourself a quiet nook.
Write lyrics, write poetry, and don't be afraid to let others see.
Take photographs, keep them and then, look back and remember when.
Know you will always have a home, even if you decide to roam.
Care about people, animals, too, but don't let worry overwhelm you.
Love your life as best you can, even when it is not what you plan.
Do the right thing even if you get criticized for doing it.
If you are absolutely convinced you are right...reconsider!
Setting a goal is the first step toward reaching it.
You will never enjoy having something you stole from someone else.
Say “no” to more things than you say “yes” to.
The less you do the more tired you will get.
Live each day as though it were your last. It may be!”
You cannot outrun a bad reputation.
Once people see you at your worst, they will always remember it,
no matter how much better you get.
Be yourself, you cannot be anyone else.
Never trust anyone who has lied to you to your face. The biggest liars
will tell you up front they are not lying.
Don’t be afraid to speak up if you know what you’re talking about;
if you don’t know what you’re talking about...
for goodness sakes, keep quiet!
Never give somebody something you want for yourself.
You can go home again, but it won’t be like it was when you left.
“Don’t do as I do, do as I say” is horrible advice and a worse example.
Silence is not golden when you choose to remain silent
in the face of injustice, bigotry, and bullying.”
Do not give a second thought to the enemy who speaks ill of you...
expect it!
One of the best ways to judge another person is to look in the mirror.
If you are not a better person today than you were yesterday,
you wasted some valuable time yesterday.
When you lose your self-control, it is very difficult to recover.
No matter how hard you try to change their opinion of you,
some people are never going to like you!
sooner or later everything you love
you lose, in this place called your sad life
some say, all part of this journey
what did I lose, everything
all of my beloved
beyond an old gate
they all repose
in cold death
they are
gone
sad
my heart
oh sorrow
I weep on stone
tears like falling rain
all their names deep engraved
flowers and flowers I bring
down a winding lonely dark road
where gnarled trees protect their resting place
the lesson learnt, life is but a moment . . . . . . . . .
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October 1, 2015
Double Etheree
Inspiration - sooner or later everything you love ... you lose
For the contest, Lessons I Learnt In Life, sponsor, Silent One
Third Place