Best Meaningfulness Poems
WHY AM I HERE AND FROM WHERE DID I COME - INDIVIDUALITY
I am a lifespan.
The future goes beyond that.
Anyone gives him or herself one hundred years even when he or she lived only fifty.
I am a destiny.
I strive to continue on until my hundred years are known.
But, nevertheless, I live for peace and meaningfulness.
I am a schema – a base of knowledge that breathes to discover.
I am a journey partook to uncover things unknown.
I am life now, and I am here to acclaim my own.
I am a niche in the world.
I am imminently framed.
I am that that proclaims the existence of personal recourse.
I am a voice, a look, and an expression.
In years to come and not beyond that, life spans.
The future we are not.
We are here to create a better tomorrow.
Our destiny is not perceived.
We are our creators.
Life formed for meaningfulness.
Peace is an ideology to this.
But, we represent the philosophy of war.
In a time of conflict, our belief is we have the right to bear arms.
Understanding brings times of peace and a cold war.
We are a lifespan in endurance.
We are niches in the world of humanity.
We are equity and identity, which manifest individuality.
Life is only a span of time.
Our future is stated as: “Within ten years…”
We ask what we will achieve.
The future is infinite, and we are limited.
What sadness this may bring.
None, we are here as we are now, and the future belongs to life existence.
We are a lifespan within this medium.
Imminently, we frame.
We are proclaiming our own.
Our niche is defined.
Anyone gives him or herself one hundred years even when he or she may live only fifty.
Many bridges we will cross.
Life formed to structure.
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Penned May 25, 2015!
The years have rolled by
Hours into days; days into months
Continuous rotation from soft sunrises
To brilliant sunsets on the western horizon
On and on year upon year
Until this tall, slender, white female
Has become an elder, a senior citizen
Or, an old woman; I prefer an elder lady—
With pace slowing from a cheetah to a kitty cat
But, with mental acuity sharp as a razor;
Though the thought processes have changed
From policy and procedure to poetry and prose –
“The purposes is to identify” becomes
‘Love likened to soft velvet”
I’m glad God stopped me from working and said,
“This is what I want you to do now.”
Oh, that my tongue was that of a skilled writer*
Or, that my hand could express what my heart thinks,
How blessed to look at life retrospectively
And see life’s puzzle gradually coming in place
But, still have the sweet wonderment
Of what is yet to be while inhaling the present;
An elder lady with lifetime developed refinement
Combined with a sense of contentment
It is better to be settled in later years
Than the flitting from hither to the yon
Of youth scrambling for meaningfulness
Though that is not true for all youth or all elders;
Searching in crooks and crannies
Wiping away the cobwebs of life
Looking for what may have been or
Ridding the what was and won’t go away
Rainbows, sunrises, sunsets, gentle rains
Add visual flavor and meaning
As the tall and slender becomes bent
And hair turns to silver—
Children rise up to call their mother blessed;**
Sunrise to sunset day upon day
Continually rotating in God’s beauty
From dawn to dusk until eternity
THE GIFT OF LOVE
I know that life is agleam.
Incandescent is the word used.
You are from the time of little people.
You empower to keep the peace.
No one can define the world quite like you.
You are a universal guru.
Consequently, I want to contribute to your happiness.
Subsequently, I will give poetry.
This is the gift of love.
May be small but real
Not just something boxed to give.
This is a comforter when you down and out.
You asked me for something unique
Therefore, I will give meaningfulness.
Bringing in the New Year, a smile is worth seeing.
The roaring of joviality is a blessing to hear.
You had your confrontations and you resolved conflicts.
Today spirit is fulfilled.
Oh, merry bonhomie
A feeling so blistering - so intense
Your heart is full of joy friend.
As a result, your happiness must continue.
This is the year humongous
Pop the cava and let’s party.
Perpetuating things to come
Accordingly, exhilaration
Oh, merry sylph
This is going to be a life worth living.
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Penned on November 28, 2014!
FAT BITCHES DIVINE
What is so exciting about life is that we only live once, and that once is a lifetime.
Therefore, we must fulfill and enjoy our time here–on earth.
Dance for the hell of it…
Never condoning a flicker of insanity.
Let your hair down and wipe all of the frowns to a clown face.
Wouldn’t you rather become a ventriloquist instead?
Shout to the stars and tell them who you are.
Once is only a lifetime to enjoy.
Living the hell out of life.
Taking what is ours and not looking back.
Singing our hearts bound because we are here to inspire.
Warning ourselves that we must not deny life.
Eating what we want.
Watching our weight, of course.
Body is our focus.
We want meat on our bones.
We have only once in a lifetime to explore.
We are the Fat Bitches.
Body delicious and pleasing the women.
Brained as geniuses as life itself with meaningfulness.
Masterminds of sexuality and high preference to the quality of our togetherness.
We mate well.
Therefore, we love who we are with.
Heaven bound now.
Profound mavens standing their ground.
We can do that and never back down.
We love our women unsound.
This give us power in the world as connoisseurs.
Laugh if you wanna, but we are the ones that will not be destroyed.
Fat Bitches will move-on and all these skinny men and skinny women life will be bygone.
This is when skinny better Slim Jim as brothers and Virginia Slim as sisters.
Otherwise, divinity belongs to the Fat Bitches.
Aware of déjà vu*’s lexical meaningfulness
my cognition strives to respond with truthfulness
toward preaching about God and His goodness
that drives me back toward nostalgic blissfulness---
at the time He gave me life eternal against worthlessness.
Exposed to déjà vu’s intermittent engagement
my heart thanks the Lord for grace-fulfillment
while reminiscing His assured heavenly settlement
in testifying of divine encounter granting blest endowment---
every time I share peace cheers with encouragement.
Confronted with déjà vu’s seemingly enigmatic nature
my soul, ransomed by the Saviour, avoids mystical venture
for the pursuit of effective faith-posture along mental health nurture
propelled by nourishing compassionate gesture---
when at times, I’m beset with bitterness and pride’s torture.
Learning déjà vu’s facets midst psychological insight
my mind praises Christ for wondrous mental faculties’ height
along recollection, remembering and familiarity delight
bursting “already seen” remark yet with uncertainty-blight---
thus, time I have to check toward accuracy that’s right.
Now facing déjà vu’s essence vis-à-vis factual reality
my spirit believes in moment’s functionality along versatility
never an illusion, but proven by experience in its sensibility
especially when dealing with matters of life’s vitality---
since time* is God’s creation, aiding our existence-verity.
*Psalm 31:14-15 But I trusted in thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my God. My times are in thy hand…
February 22, 2023
1st place, "STRAND PREMIER no 1194" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/5/2023.
Praises are for my God, my Protector and Provider
Saviour, Sanctifier, Sustainer by His grace-satisfaction
Ascertainer along truth's approval
Lover with His compassionate leadership
Mover of my faith maneuvered through His miracles.
Powerfully, the Lord propels my service-propped prayer
Settling surely redemption of my soul
Affirming His testimonies' assertions
Listening to my supplications expressed in His light
Mercifully meeting my needs every moment.
Peace my Saviour grants as I stay in His presence
Security around Scriptures' strength
Armor against adversaries and afflictions
Lessons biblically lifted toward building lives
Meaningfulness of my bliss' mirth.
Psalm 106:1 Praise ye the LORD. O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever.
September 13, 2019
you are the trail for the benefit of me
you bring meaningfulness in my life by just being you
i am better just simply being myself due to your influence and your inspiration
i Bless the Heavens everyday for your appearance and your presentation into my life
with you there is no performance and no facade, and i deeply and sincerely appreciate that
with every turn at every bridge, i discover something more innovatively beautiful about you
you are the multivitamin for the proper maintenance of the embodiment of me....
“Please.”
A befitting word for filling up the blanks. Today is a blessing so far, with bright sunlight and a moment of efforts perhaps could gather you with a butterfly wandering around on the grass, here and there, a rather nice beginning.
But...
You had darker circles under your eyes. A pale face with a depressed mood, and it is almost always about those gloomy darker shadows, that drags the inner mind in ponderance , how far I am in, already, without permission, or even with permission, without asking questions?
I had a hundred and thousand reasons to believe that it is a Big, Big No, to think for stopping, and to stop decisively.
And, I was pleading inside, all along, that it is also my insanity, caught up in between.
And I am just that.
I am still there.
You are too.
My observation has a meaningfulness of anxiety in me. Those gazes always needed to pause and pause in silence, in written texts of a beautiful poem, where a poet earns a kingdom of flying colors in the heavens and the earth, in blues and waving sounds and also about floating lives, as these are all about a poem, a poem meaningful enough, to be composed in the aftermath.
I did not look back.
I sustained with all my failures of those unspoken probabilities.
Like the footsteps of an unseen postman, on the other side of the door.
They stain my grey matter
The ambiguous areas of my indecision
My personality on a white page
A blanket of emptiness over me
A coat of nothingness, but whiteness
I wear it with reluctance
And it shows because I’m blackness
Void of light until an idea like black ink over my innocence
What's black, but emptiness,
The potential to manifest into anything
The unconscious becoming conscientised
Capable of assimilating any colour and any shape
My silhouette
These wide empty spaces that challenge every fibre of my being
What the answer to life’s conundrum is?
Depends on how hard I’m willing to scratch my cranium
I scream at the pen to spoil the spotlessness
To record something in the memory of time
To speak meaningfulness to the unspoken
But mostly its rhetoric, because I’ve already guessed the answer
Guessed where the dominant hand wants to direct my mind
So I write until there are no blank spaces left, not even in me
Nightly, I dream of the infinite combinations I could master
To give it meaning
I write volumes and still I’m not loud enough
Interpreting Poetry (mine)
Similar to scrutinizing
an abstract painting,
this author begetting
obscure words dumbfounding
readers, he eludes
(no shade tree fore rest)
clear cut discerning,
yet oft times his words
garner reviews raving
esoteric word choice,
how mind boggling
to this logophile despite
more than one reading
brow (sir) furrowed -
cognitive region scrunching,
no matter intent concentration
utter futility attempting
bedeviled comprehension, whether
literary master (me? ha...
not yet), among pantheon partying,
but nonetheless birthing
present day profoundly thought provoking,
undoubtedly tirelessly expending
mental energy eventually exhausting
effort in futility understanding,
asper mine stymied
linkedin attention getting
(then just as quickly losing)
registering resignation defeat alluding
to challenge physical prowess daunting
engagement well matched savvy sparring
partner, or possibly life
and death battling
against unwittingly aggressive brutal questing
archenemy, sans toward all living
species wretched nemesis ultimately deciding
mortality tacitly accepted proffering
transient longevity refusing
to compromise, haggle, negotiate,
et cetera casting
deadened demise of victor or villain
all thru civilization starring
as unopposable tour
de force quietly biding
end date, versus indiscriminately snatching
hero, heroine, coward,
et cetera requiring
impossible ransom while donning
mask of Melpomene
(Tragedy), or trumpeting
Thalia (Comedy), no exit stage door left
only joie de vivre
until last second ticking
unbeknownst unexpected, and uninviting
deathly hallows ringtone alarming
anonymous (oh Henry)
words worth struggling
to hash meaningfulness, viz
finite existence germinating
since birth, yet
terminal realization pressing
with greater frequency when aging,
and deafeningly ear splitting
amplitude bite the bullet clamoring
to tread welcome matt acquiescing
unavoidable phase of dying
devoid of any bargain, but requiring
unconditionally punishingly suffering
silent non binding
resolution, no exemption decrying
unfair contractual obligation, nor unionizing
worth a fig yore of
speech as cosmic arbiter
blithely doth shear - pruning,
without rhyme nor reason meeting
identical fate toward everyone
even posthumous destiny yours truly awaiting.
What to feel?
A confused state of doubt
and exhilaration
that captivates the very core of me,
accelerating me to a level of adrenaline -
filling me with the hope
of a new horizon that dawns
just for me...
A new, fresh day
breaking the darkness
caused by disheartenment
and the disillusioning of a soul.
My heart has been taken prisoner
by excitement
and meaningfulness -
a sense of being wanted,
cared for,
sharing...
I do not wish this taste of paradise to leave me...
Let it grow into an eternal lifelong experience
that will enrich and imbue
with treasure
my life,
our lives -
I ask... I beg... I thank you...
Copyright Deon J.H. Burger 2014
A human being constantly remains
heated up in the fire of struggles.
that fire not only burns him
but also melts him down
heartiness and blaze are virtues of fire
and we call them
compassion and delinquescence
discontentment is nature as well as
quality of a human being
and this discontentment pushes him
constantly towards perfection
his longings for something more
rouse his mirage
contentment is the greatest pleasure
of human life
all the wealth becomes dust
on achieving this pleasure
we believe that realization is
the basis of philosophy of life
bless us with devotion, knowledge
and mortification
we pray to omnipotent god
we need to experience
the gust of life waving around us
sorrow and happiness
are our cognate and cognizant
but human life lacks many things
but to experience the perfection of it
is our meaningfulness
(By Kishan Negi)
July 10 Scripture Meditations Based on Ecclesiastes 3:5
Key Verse – Ecclesiastes 5:19 Every man also to whom God hath given riches and wealth, and hath given him power to eat thereof, and to take his portion, and to rejoice in his labour; this is the gift of God.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR GRANTING ME YOUR GIFT
Thank You for granting me Your gift of salvation-security
For me to enjoy eternal life’s guaranty
According to Your Word’s authority
That inspires me to do Your will with worshipful verity.
Thank You for granting me Your gift of peace-restoration
For me to delight in Your regeneration’s jubilation
According to Your assured redemption
That secures me from doubtful confusion.
Thank You for granting me Your gift of fellowship-moment
For me to abide in Your compassion’s settlement
According to Your merciful involvement
That guards me against selfishness’ detriment.
Thank You for granting me Your gift of time-meaningfulness
For me to optimize hours with vital effectiveness
According to Your designed productiveness
That moves me toward usefulness’ fruitfulness.
Thank You for granting me Your gift of service-exercise
For me to labour in Your work’s enterprise
According to Your heavenly price
That enables me for diligent sacrifice.
Thank You for granting me Your gift of adoption-inheritance
For me to seek Your presence with Your assistance
According to Your direction, never from a distance
That pulls me from arrogant resistance.
Thank You for granting me Your gift of contentment-favour
For me to trust Your satisfaction’s fervour
According to Your gracious savour
That enriches me along blessed endeavour.
July 10, 2022
May 3, 2022 Scripture Meditations Based on Psalms 25-28
Key Verse – Psalm 25:4 Shew me thy ways, O LORD; teach me thy paths.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR SHOWING ME YOUR WAYS
Thank You for showing me Your ways and Your perfect will
While teaching me to trust You, keeping still
So that Your plan I can fulfill
By Your tender mercies that make me reach victory hill.
Thank You for showing me Your ways and Your precious worthiness
While reminding me to depend on You for my meaningfulness
So that Your design I can acknowledge with gratefulness
By Your loving kindnesses that fill my great emptiness.
Thank You for showing me Your ways and Your constant watchfulness-care
While guiding me to rely on Your divine welfare
So that Your direction I can follow midst rebellion’s dare
By Your leadership that propels me to advance along Your presence-stare.
Thank You for showing me Your ways and Your pure wisdom
While instructing me to enjoy Your granted salvation-freedom
So that Your advice I can apply always, not seldom
By Your counsel that drives me toward Your kingdom.
Thank You for showing me Your ways and Your holy Word
While bracing me up against secular ford
So that Your truth I can declare as the Spirit’s sword
By Your precepts that uphold me along Your heavenly cord.
Thank You for showing me Your ways and Your scriptural worship
While calling me to Your friendship-fellowship
So that Your love I can manifest in my dedicated stewardship
By Your inspiration that brings me to Your warm partnership.
May 3, 2022
January 2 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 4-6
Key Verse – Genesis 5:24 And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY COMPANION IN MY WALK
Lord God, You are my walk-Companion, guiding me toward the best
Thank You for keeping me in Your love’s nest for my soul’s rest…
Help me overcome every trial and test
By Your assurance of compassion to the fullest.
Lord God, You are my walk-Companion, lifting me up whenever I’m fallen
Thank You for accepting me with my confessed sins You’ve forgiven…
Help me listen to Your voice, cheering me against being heart-broken
By Your grace through prayer door You widely open.
Lord God, You are my walk-Companion, strengthening me through Your might
Thank You for rescuing me from sin-penalty’s fright…
Help me stay in Your will so as not to experience a vagabond’s flight
By Your care in guarding me inside Your fellowship’s delight.
Lord God, You are my walk-Companion, inviting me to dwell in Your presence
Thank You for building me up in Your divine essence…
Help me learn from Your instruction’s license
By Your Word that illumines with truth-iridescence.
Lord God, You are my walk-Companion, assisting me every day
Thank You for blessing me with Your provision’s tray…
Help me reflect Your image in my spiritual way
By Your light for my good Christian testimony’s bright ray.
Lord God, You are my walk-Companion, giving me genuine meaningfulness
Thank You for dealing well with me as I live in Your righteousness…
Help me abstain from wickedness and avoid evil imagination’s filthiness
By Your cleansing as I repent with grief and humbleness.
Lord God, You are my walk-Companion, protecting me from destruction
Thank You for leading me toward virtues of character-transformation…
Help me flee from fleshly lusts and worldly corruption
By Your commandment that warns against yielding to temptation.
January 2, 2023