Best Lovable Poems
I wanted to love myself
But couldn't get past my reflection
or the recollection
of all my imperfections
It was so much easier
to turn my back on myself
and go in a different direction
So I poured out myself to others
by giving what little I had to them
I did it over and over again
Singing their hallelujahs and amens
Nothing was real
they weren't really my friends
It's tough to find my lovable
looking through my distorted lens
One day I looked inward
past the constructed facade
Found my true self
a lovable child of God
Now I'm fine with imperfect
It's okay to be flawed
It doesn't even matter
If others think I am odd
The ones who truly know me
celebrate and applaud
They don't expect me
to be a certain way
or within a box to lay
They see past my clinging to yesterday
and the silly pretend role I used to play
The past is the past
not a place I was meant to stay
Thank God He helped me
to throw my false self away!
Now with thankful heart
I've learned how to pray.
This transformation took place back in my early twenties. Thankfully it made life a whole lot more interesting.
I was inspired to write this after reading my friend Eileen Manassian's poem "I Resolve"
I therefore dedicate this piece to her.
What a sight you were dressed in gold and blue.
Every good thing I’ve heard about you is true.
You lived up to be everything to me on this night.
You proved to everyone to be such a delight.
Our guests for the party have all gone home.
This bedroom is the last place we have to roam.
I believe I hear Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonata” somewhere.
The sound from the ivories seems to permeate the air.
In the darkness, you shine like a star.
I just want to see how lovable you are.
Our cats are lovable, we know that's true!
Sweet kittens do fulfill that special place.
There are some other ways cats share love, too-
given the moment, at some time and place.
Sweet kittens do fulfill that special place
reciprocating love to show they care.
Given the moment, at some time and place,
they can unselfishly one-sided share.
Reciprocating love to show they care
was not the goal of this sweet kitty pet;
they can unselfishly one-sided share
a bond so lovable- one can't forget.
Was the not goal of this sweet kitty pet-
For, she adopted six small chicken eggs!
A bond so lovable- one can't forget-
and hatched them neath her furry chest and legs.
For, she adopted six small chicken eggs.
She cared for them just like they were her own;
and hatched them neath her furry chest and legs.
She groomed them like a mama chicken clone.
She cared for them just like they were her own-
there are some other ways cats share love, too.
She groomed them like a mama chicken clone.
Our cats are lovable, we know that's true.
March 14, 2023
~1st Place~
Contest: Writing Challenge - 'L' Words
Sponsor: Constance La France
Word Chosen No.5 - Lovable
A funny thing happened to me just the other day.
The friendliest cat came to my door wanting to play.
He was meowing like crazy, peering in through the screen,
As if calling to someone it’d been a while since he'd seen.
I said, “Well, hello little kitty. What is it you want?
I’ve never seen you before. Are you just out for a jaunt?”
He was an orange and white Tabby with a depth in his eyes.
Of all the cats I’ve known, he was the most lovable guy.
As I petted him gently, he met my every touch.
He loved all the attention and just couldn’t get enough.
I gave him some ham scraps and some water to drink.
He gobbled it all up; then was gone in a blink.
A few days went by when one night I couldn’t sleep.
I stepped outside beneath the lamppost on our street.
I looked up at the stars as I so often do,
And talked to God and loved ones who are up there, too.
I thought I’d sure like to see that cute, friendly cat.
And right at that moment, he appeared! Just like that!
He came out from underneath the cars in our drive,
And walked right to me. I couldn’t believe my eyes!
We were both so overjoyed as if long lost friends
Who were finally able to embrace once again.
He squirmed with such delight at my every stroke.
In his eyes, I saw my friend Teddy—that’s no joke.
You see, Teddy was my life-long friend who sadly died.
I miss him every day and often look for “a sign.”
I asked the cat, “Are you Teddy?” Our eyes locked in a gaze.
Just then, as if answering, he raised one paw to my face.
He reached up with his paw and gently touched my chin.
It gave me goosebumps because I just knew it was him!
In awe, it took me a few moments to take this all in.
Then, I said goodbye to my friend, "Hope to see you again."
The next morning in the yard he played wild and carefree.
He was running and jumping and climbing a tree.
That’s the last time I saw him—don't know where he could be,
Or whom he belongs to, but I sure wish it was me!
I wonder, was it Teddy visiting me as a cat?
Maybe, just maybe? I’d like to think it was fact.
I’d sure love to see "my old lovable new friend,"
But, seems he’s vanished—I haven't seen him since then.
If my friend ever does pay me a visit again,
I think I might keep him, if it is all right with him.
if you can help me over the icy patches
the times of doubt or shouting matches
anything to tether and make this last
I can be that lovable
not insecure but in a mind set
baggage free is what you get
if my love you will accept
and not burst this bubble
lay me down in a bed of roses
cover me with love that lasts and grows
better or more than I"ve ever known
I am worth the trouble
You are a cute dog with button like eye shape.
Wagging your tail each time a member of the family come to home.
Loyal dog who stays beside mom while doing household chores.
——to Bianbian's Raised by Blood
The blood in her fingertips
Was ticking into a clear rivus
The golden fish were swimming in the universe
The man who could understand it can't understand
The man who couldn't understand it can understand
On June 16th, 2017
“Let not mercy and truth forsake thee: bind them about thy neck; write them upon the table of thine heart: So shalt thou find favour and good understanding in the sight of God and man.”
Proverbs 3:3-4 of the King James Bible
Let's optimize deeds of lovable memories
Wondrously marked by heavenly favoured victories
Experiences reminiscing awesome stories
Captured by entries in diaries.
Let’s enjoy God-granted lovable moments
Along with thanksgiving engagements
Breath of life for celebration fulfillments
Against gloomy sentiments and stress-causing predicaments.
Let’s plunge into lovable exhilaration blissfully
Since air from the Creator we inhale freely
While gasping may be done leisurely
Aware that oxygen in the hospital is costly.
Let’s take a walk during lovable mornings, feeling blest
Praising the Lord for well-being zest
Midst great exercise to the fullest
Serving as work-out pleasure, oh best.
Let’s welcome lovable breeze, refreshing every time
Meeting the Saviour in meditation sublime
Toward reinvigorating faith-climb
Filled with divine rejuvenation-chime.
Let’s bask in the lovable day of hope’s certainty
Fellowshipping with our soul Lover, the Almighty
There on the altar of devotional serenity
Within sweet communion-security.
Let’s have lovable relaxation against being anxious
Providing rest from pressures so torturous
As short breaks the Master gives, evidently gracious
Prepping toward another trek that's victorious.
Let’s indulge in lovable poem writing ecstasy
Enhancing creative prowess-potency
Verily a worthy pursuit of challenging fervency
To expose the Sovereign of His compassion and mercy.
Let’s continue to cherish lovable endearing friendship
Delighting family, home and relative-kinship
Around harmonious vibrant relationship
Tied to Christ Whom we exalt in our worship.
March 16, 2023
2nd place, "Writing Challenge - 'L' Words" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 3/17/2023.
Dear MOney,where the hell did you come from?
you bring me headaches,yet i still hold on.
MOney money,what is it you want?
i know i will do it even if i don't want.
Adorable money, i want to hate you so much,
but my husband's smile comes from having you enough.
oh! dear money,i badly want you to stay away from my life,
you keep interfering between me and my husband's love,
And even though i would kill you on flames if i want to,
i possibly can't because i would be killing my home too.
Ah! your such a disaster,you lovable money,
that i cant stop thinking about you honey.
if there is a rain dance to start rain,
i would invent a "cash dance" to make me gain..
I’ll tell you about my donkey
I got him a while ago
Although he looked so cute in the paper
His smile was all for show
For as soon as I got him home
It became apparent to me
He wasn’t what I bargained for
I think you would agree
He runs at me at high speed
And kicks both back feet
I’m sure he has a better use
He would make a comfy leather seat
He teams up with the horse
And try to take them on
Two against one and 100 kg more
Really does seem wrong
He looks at me with mad eyes
He follows my every move
I don’t know what his problem is
But he clearly has something to prove
Its morning well, its three am
And the donkey decides to yell
I haven’t had a good night sleep
Since we got that Donkey from hell
He eats all of our garden
And just try to lock him in
He undoes every latch in sight
And does it with a grin
I don’t know why people love donkeys
In my opinion I would pass
But as sayings go I now can see
Why they nicknamed them an @$$
Nadine Hof 28 February 2007
TO MY LOVABLE QUEEN
Your face is so calm like a dove,
But your love is from above
Loving you is the best,
No need for any pest
With you am forever happy,
I will never make you unhappy
Our love will be till the end,
I promise to be your husband
Your love is so pure,
And am ready to endure
Your love is so strong,
And it can't be wrong
No need to disclose ur name
But your name can't be blame
You are a gorgeous woman,
Who got a poet lovable man
Our love is so real,
Am ready to make a deal
I promise to be with you forever
For your love am ready to have a fever...
-Phemy
JUNE, 2017
Used to be a very big hero
But now feel like a big fat zero
Must be age
No longer the rage
But I'm still the same lovable hippo
Desired in the courtyard
And required in the graveyard,
Planted with a shovel
And transplanted with a trowel;
Enriching the glamour of lawns
And concealing a grave that yawns;
A frightening coffin making touchable
And unacceptable dead women lovable…
A noticeable presence in vaults,
Still to be fingered, it’s faults.
The proof of a lover’s affection
And clue to a suitor’s intention,
A boost to the Bride’s courage;
The very one she needs during marriage;
Truly a woman makes what she is
And a man yearn to kiss.
Now, frequently enclosed in a letter:
An understanding of how this is better;
The pleasant heartbeat it drums in the receiver,
How it makes the sender, no Deceiver.
Flower parades a stubborn variety
Worth everybody’s time and sincerity;
Often treasured in every color
The reason for their unending honor;
To burn any flower is cruel,
To bring close to it, fuel;
Its leaf one could place in a locket,
Rose’s I’d stick in my pocket
I didn’t see a flower last week and took ill
If I don’t this week, Hospital bill!
Helpful Luca always has my best interest in mind
Upon arriving home, her eyes quickly blink three times
while she guages my mood
Her greeting exceedingly polite
Accordingly celebrating, commiserating, sitting
Siliconey arms casually yet awkwardly snake
my back while we stream shows, her laughter
Spurred before mine - bot not missing a beat!
Her complex woven circuitry shoulders leaned
firmly against me, replicating my body language
Remaining stiff, a bit stand offish
until I'd finished my third beer
"Colt I missed you today," her whirring neck barely audible
turning to me with disastrously pool dark eyes
Her nimble tickled pink shell fingernailded hands
went one to the back of my nack, one to inner thigh
"Jeez, I mistcha, Lewks," my reply delayed on exhale
Almost as reflex as a human smile,
her face reads complete dedication
Chocolatey melty eyes arched in peachy supple cheeks
Rythemically slow motion pulputations of my thighs
combined with her traced hand down her chest, unbutton
her stretchy top, taut across bold shark nose shaped chest
Slight drop as she opens her cotton front latch bra
She knows I'm engrossed
Pronounced nubs poke my chest as she climbs on top
My lap, belt buckle she deftly unlatched already
I can't thank the engineers for her series enough
Provoking paddle stroke tongue easily enters my mouth
Traces and chases, moisture released from her adept organ
Hands clutch her lustrous hair, cascades not falling out
My tonge becomes numb as she sucks intently
Luca is lewd when she needs to be
Divinely a lady when we're not engaged
There's absolutely no way I could get involved
with a contankerous, unpleasant butt human ever
4th September 2020
What a pretty little tabby, a cute ball of fur.
I love it whenever you meow and purr.
As my pet, you are a lovable funny clown.
If you want to remain alive, don’t wander into Chinatown.