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The Most Happiest Man

The most happiest man....

Happiness is the most important
thing for you to achieve in your life
Happiness can not be gained
It is earned by your heart
Happiness can be found
When you are close to God and obeying his words
Happiness can be found
When you show your kindness to others
Happiness can be found
When you are nice to those you hate
Happiness can be found
When you help others
Happiness are the love and kindness
And learn to enjoy what ever comes along
Happiness is not far away from you
It is close to you heart
Happiness is serving God for all eternity
and once you fulfilled your wish
then you are the most happiest man.


Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka

Copyright ©2004 Ravi Sathasivam 

*( I wrote this poem on the year of 2004 and
I would like to repeat again for new members to read and 
value it. Thanks)

Premium Member Community Builders Tribute

This is my tribute to all the Community Builders-
All who live in small villages to big cities of the world,
      the long time and the new members.
            EACH poem submitted,
      each time you  c o m m e n t,
and all those contest SPONSORS who inspire us to write,
all the BLOGGERS who make us cry, laugh and  p o n d e r,
           you are a "Community Builder" . . . 
Oh, there are thousands of you, too many to name,
but without Y O U-  Poetry Soup would not be so amazing.

___________________________
October 23, 2016

Verse - 10 lines

Submitted to the contest, 
Community Builders Free For All Tribute
sponsor, Andrea Dietrich

Happy Family

Happy Family
 
There is no closer bond in our life other than with relatives.
How bad a problem between family members can also be always a thought about it from both sides with a desired reconciliation.
We can never choose on our own family, only when we get married to swear the oath for trust, our in-laws also can become the family member of us.
A Successful family is when everything is well organized in harmony with each other, so that every problem can be solved peacefully.
It will be grandiose if everyone in the family can rely on each other in any circumstances, this also give us a soothing and relaxing feel.
The family love is something that can go to the extremes between members with a limitless desire for each other and it is indispensable in a family relationship.
It’s give and take among themselves but without having any thoughts to extract benefit from each other.
We only able to meet a few people in our life in which we can treat them the same as our family member, but with them we can develop a super good friendship and they are indispensable in our life.
When our family grows then several new members has been added which makes our life becomes more meaningful and the love play a major role with mutual respect.
We would never miss our family, because we’ve learned a lot of life experience from them with joy and fun thus we becoming the person we are now.
And now we can be very proud with ourselves because of the family members we have with us all the time through thick and thin.
Our thoughts will always with them, even when they are out of sight , they still conquered a place deep inside our heart.
 
I wish you a healthy life.
Kindly Regards,
Author Jan Jansen
http://poems.easybranches.com/happy-family.html
© Jan Jansen  Create an image from this poem.


Our Family Tree

Strong 
Dark
Resilient
Ebony 
Towers
Spreading up through history
Budding off new members like leaves
Hoping to make it through seasons
Birth
Adolescence 
Middle age
And the cold of winter
With white hair on our heads like snow
Until we fall to the ground 
And join our roots
In the ground below

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Premium Member Queens of Noise

This is a piece about five rocking girls
At seventeen years old they rocked my world
I think I first heard of them in Sounds magazine
Five girls next door whom entered my scene

The cover of their Album just blew me away
These five American girls, music their say
Behind bars they were in delightful pose
At seventeen years old the love in me grows

This I had too purchase can't wait to get home
Needle to vinyl in groove rocking roam
All ten tracks played, time and time again
These "Queens of Noise" these five sure do reign

There was Lita, Cherie and Sandy West
No disrespect I liked Sandy the best
Then there was Jackie, and lastly Joan Jett
Five girls my heroes, rocking their set

Next thing I know they are playing "Live in Japan"
This I must buy, cost, 'I don't give a damn'
The glossy pictures melted my heart
Once again in the groove, the needle did start

Just my luck, the line up didn't last
New members arrived that left me aghast
But these things happen in Rock 'n' Roll
Knowing they existed, rocked my soul

I leave this short write to say my thanks yous
My favourite Sandy West, was too young to lose
To the original band including dear Sandy above
At seventeen years old, boy! was I so in love









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Pillars

The strongest den,  most beautiful place,  unbreakable bond s and each others strength. 
Beautiful memories wrapped and treasured. 
Yes,  family is the most beautiful gift one can ever get. 

If we pay little attention,  if we do our bit, 
Those little flaws and creeks can be easily fixed. 
Refurbishing isn't all that difficult!
All we need is sincere unbiased maturity. 

Love creates happy families and happy families are always contented. Contentment creates happy surrounding...... A happy world!! 



A sweet little family. 
Parents and their chicklings. 
Every nook and corner enjoyed their chuckling. 
Happiness kept the house twinkling. 
Understanding and love enthralling.
Their bond, strong and Sterling.
Knotted together like a wind chime, always jingling.

Siblings grew up and family started expanding. 
Why love and faith started shrivelling?
Why their bond started ravelling?
Why each others presence became galling?
Why it's nothing more than gaioling?

Parents started shattering. 
They had invested their life in knitting and bejewelling. 
Their cubs had started fighting and rebelling!

None had the courage of analysing and addressing.
Strongly entwined, then why this disentangling! 

New members take time in adjusting and accepting. 
Why siblings lose their understanding?

Relations do not deserve fraying. 
Rekindle, start  sewing!
Family is a place where every one is happy,  contented and smiling.

Premium Member Community Builders of the Soup

What is a community builder?

                                 Someone who encourages

                       Someone who embraces new members

    Someone who reaches out to other members of the community.

               Someone who brings community members together.

             If you do one of these things you are community builder.
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.

Happy

I am happy
The happiest I have ever been
I has been many years that I have felt this secure and happy
But my happiness is not superficial
It is emotional,
from the high spirits that my loved ones leave me in.
It is from care,
because all my friends provide me with with everyday.
It is from support,
because even when I'm wrong, there is someone still on my side.
It is from touch, 
because whenever I need a hug, there is one waiting for me. 
It is from laughs,
because by God, my friends are some of the funniest people to grace my life.
It is from smiles, 
because there is never a dull moment between friends
It is from family,
because I have gained a few new members. 
And it is from love,
because there is an abundance of it in my life now.

Premium Member Australian Poets

From the same land that is the home of the kangaroo,
and where the platypus and koala come from too,
we respect you members for everything that you do!
You have written many works with quality that’s true.
Your words and verses convey crystal-clear description.
Everything you write is a worthy composition.
Americans enjoy reading each new submission,
and we welcome any new members for admission.
You have exemplified friendliness and courtesy.
It is all tried and true; none of it is fantasy.
We in the United States tell you we all revere
all of our site members in the Southern Hemisphere.
May your production continue in a plethora.
We salute all of our members from Australia!

All of us can also give a hand
to those members currently in New Zealand.

Houses Life

we arrived and the world city did not expect
that we were as we are
the houses whispered about us
special tenants
I know we paid with our souls
to be less unhappy in certain matters
the indispensable presence of plane trees in the patios
and a good moonlight helps to equate this
to be the new members of the whole
later we will lower the volume of anguish
allowing the birds to sing
I was sure that we would look at the landscape
with a lot of desire to cry
it was hard for us to buy this existence
with the built-in death clause
we still preferred that property with a balcony
and the beautiful view into life

Some Thing Is Coming.

Yesterdays sun hides behind today's over cast while tomorrows storm echos in 
the distant ,
  the dense sun light prepares us for the rain, the fall leafs soon will be changing 
color again,
  the chill breeze we fill on our backs means winter is coming, time to work like 
the preparing ant.
  snowbirds scatter, mosquito's stings will soon leave our thoughts for the cold 
bears a bad fillings for our two friends.
  
The smell brings to mind the holidays Thanksgiving, Christmas, and the thought 
of another passing year,
  a time for family , memories of the loved ones that past and the new members 
who joined us,
    we will sit break bread and toast to the future, treasure the present as we 
laugh so hard at the past we twinkle a tear.
  the holidays when all is forgiven and the rest is put behind, for now it`s about  
love and happiness.

So let the clouds roll in, allow the leafs to change, and bring on the cold,
  it`s that time of the year when we warm our hearts,
it`s that time of the year when we have them to hold.
  and it`s that time of the year when the healing from the year starts.

The Joys of Life

I spoke, in detail,
Of sadness and pain,
But where there is arid desolation
There will one day come rain
The joys of living are many
And hard to list for me,
Though I shall try,
I trust your patience I will see

My highest high, my greatest thrill,
I suspect only musicians would understand,
I wonder myself, still...
When a group "clicks" into high gear,
And you improvise together as one,
And suddenly four , five, or six,
Become as one, and you do not need any tricks...
I get goosebumps, ecstasy to the max...
No drugs, sex, love, good fortune, or manner to relax...
Can compare with it...and that says alot...
Yes, number one is easy, now it gets real hard...

I suppose you'd think love of a good mate,
Or close family....and that would be hard to top,
but I can think of one thing that does...
The unsolicited, and anonymous help
I have be fortunate enough to provide on occasion,
(I have to watch my spelling or Sue Mason will be on me
like a fly on sugar- a service, I consider, cause she keeps 
me on my toes, and I do not resent that- thank you Sue,
hope you're well, and happy holidays!!!!)
Once I saw an old woman, carefully shopping in
a deli, basics, eggs, milk, bread, etc- obviously watching each
penny- I paid her bill in advance,and then some, while she
was busy searching for something.  It gave me a high like
I guess heroin does for junkies...I have done this several times,
and the feeling I derive is awesome- and I'm no angel,
trust me.  Anyway, back to our poem.  All you new members, welcome, and yes, I 
am a madman!)

Next, true love with a mate, soulmate, one held in
your arms, who you never want to let go....and close
family.....sons, daughters, mothers, fathers, others...
and this is one male who admits women are far better
at expressing this kind of love, especially for their children.

Religion is up there...although any extremist of any
religion does not know God, no matter what his or
her protestations may claim.  (Boy, am I getting my money's worth
out of Sue Mason tonight!!!)

From this point, I think it gets too hazy, too personal,
and we daren't get too persnickety.
But if you are a member of the Soup,
you are obviously two steps ahead of most.
So welcome, and Happy Holidays to all.
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Rabbit Roulette

I used to be such a happy-go-lucky guy
But then I somehow fell in with the wrong crowd.
I forgot more and more of my past as time went by.
In the gang, friends from the past weren’t allowed.

We traveled around as a group from place to place
Terrorizing anyone that we came across.
Sometimes we’d get right up and in their face
Scaring them until they were at a total loss.

We had an initiation for new members.
For whatever reason, we called it Rabbit Roulette.
One of us had to go first if I remember.
It was a dangerous game that I tried hard to forget.

The idea was to run under a moving car,
Getting as close as possible without getting hit.
I wanted to show the new guys I was the best by far,
So I found the perfect spot on a curve to sit.

I got up on my hind legs and got ready to run.
I heard a car coming and was ready to show them all.
I ran between the tires like a bullet from a gun
And I came out on the other side standing tall.

As I stood there gloating in the middle of the street.
I didn’t see what was coming around the bend.
Little did I know my maker I was about to meet.
My lucky foot was the only thing that they could mend.

The Blind Swimmer

The protocol when swimming
Is to circle in a lane.
At least that’s what my husband says;
From swimming I refrain.

You swim a lap and touch the wall
Then circle and return,
As all new members in the pool
Will very quickly learn.

The lanes are also designated
For the fast or slow
Or in-between and every swimmer
Knows where he should go.

Yet sometimes, in the slow lane,
Someone’s sticking to the side.
The rules of circling around
He simply won’t abide.

He bumps the other swimmers
Who, at first, all seem to mind,
Until they figure out that this
Is someone who is blind.

So what should the solution be?
Accommodations made?
The needs of one surpassing all
When justice has been weighed?

I have no answer, but opinions
Certainly will clash,
The end result most likely
Passed along with quite a splash.

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