Best Priceless Poems
I am poet with a priceless pen
born to burnish the beauty of men.
I wonder what mortal mirrors reflect...
For me, all races deserve respect.
I often hear the splashing of rain,
and flood rushing down the drain.
I see the petals of the morning bloom
and dawn peeping into my dusky room.
I strive to forget the tales of ages long gone
when dreams died as deeds undone.
I am a poet with a priceless pen
born to burnish the beauty of men.
I pretend to be a terrific tree
sapping the tears that betide me.
I feel old scars opening each time
my heart tends to commit new crime.
I touch the heart of the gentle moon
and worry if the Sun will shine at noon.
I cry for the youth and aged in need
and for gluttons in the grave of greed.
I hear the whispers of wealth and wisdom
flowing freely from the field of freedom...
I am a poet with a priceless pen
born to burnish the beauty of men.
I understand the chains of our choices;
frailties of our fate; our darn differences.
I say let us not preen on what is not ours,
we will leave them in the six-feat towers.
I crave a world without woes and worries;
the mortal mall of matchless memories
where everyone trades a lasting legacy...
and love is shared on the platter of mercy.
I long to see gray skies turn blue
and my sweetest dreams come true.
I am a poet with a priceless pen
born to burnish the beauty of men.
Dazzling starlight smile
a reason for existence replays
Exploding breathless within the mind
I am just following the heart
Holding inside a vision
One rose warm flickering candle
Time alone dreams walking along beaches
looking across oceans
Silent kiss dew of the night lost at sea
Listening to waves crash as the seagulls cry
to feel the wind through our hair
capturing currents deeply move
Wishing to share a good movie scene
especially if the story line's gripping
Enriched with beauty and gentle tranquility
when two souls completely unite hotly
Like a never ending fire through the night
Sparks will ignite a fireworks of loving grace
A life with love filled hope
Holding hands burning inside chambers warm joy
To melt freely into arms holding deep beauty shines
Hold me tightly in your loving strong embrace
never let us part ways ever
Each passing moon you become a superstar gleam
A world becomes nothing
if our dreams whisper away slowly
As this ocean inside deeply crawls
looking up with the head inside clouds
Destiny howls awaiting fates taste
sealed with the forever lingering kiss
Mystically enchanting a princess enters
through chambers gate a warm welcoming guest
As passion pervades into the moonlit night
darkness tastes from the light
Sparkling one golden sunbeam
a key turns with you
Growing stronger every waking day
The future is so brightly lit
an adventure opens scroll
Unwinding steps forward precious
There will be more moments like this
from the treasure chest of life
Priceless jewel illuminates
Anne-Lise Andresen, and Liam Mc Daid
A Collaborated Poem 26.10.2015
Realy, you are a romantic rose with rare radiance, in
fact, you are a fine flower with fair fragrance, always, an
awesome...angel with art allurance, perfectly, a
priceless princess with passion in her pursuance.
To me you are one in a million...
a sweet sister, super star... You storm and stun, faithful,
friendly and free... ful of fun,
charming, cheerful and... Shining like the sun.
Knowing you has been an excelent, extra-ordinary
experience,
intriguing & incredible, you've got an indellible
incense.
Passionate, purposeful & plain, got no pretence. You
are an epitome of exquisite and eternal excellence.
A priceless poetess with lively and lovely lyrics, so
nice.
She wields creative condiments in this poetry pot of
soup... and super spice,
with terrific thrust, theme and tones to make us think
twice.
Happy Birthday to a dazzling dame, whose poetic
prowess can't be plagiarized.
Dedicated to Charmaine Chirop on her birthday, every
May 1st is her day. Wishing you all the best sis!
a sample of rock
collected from the moon - -
bidders go crazy
for Carolyn's gemstone contest
I miss you,
the way you smell, the way you taste.
I miss you,
the smile my words put on your face.
I miss you,
how impossible life is, when you are away.
I miss you,
without your existence we all would fade.
I miss you,
it’s true, it’s something you can’t deny.
I miss you,
could you see your worth through these brown eyes.
If you,
could see how much you mean to me.
And how incredibly important you are,
for a true humanity.
It’s simple,
without you life cannot go on.
So never give yourself away,
or stay somewhere you don’t belong.
So all along,
if truth be told,
you’re worth so much more than diamonds and gold.
If you cannot see,
then please believe,
these words I have fought so hard to speak.
You are a queen, you’re royalty, the stars that shine above the sea.
The make-believe, in making sense, if you ever think you are anything less.
Your whole entity is precious,
and I’m talking all the way through.
So I wrote this poem,
to let you know,
how much I’m missing you.
I love you most, trust me.
You speak soft words saying you love me
I tell you with me it is also true
That there will never be another in life
I will ever love as much as I do you
You speak softly saying your heart desires me
And my heart gently proclaims it's also true
Telling you there is no greater desire in me
Than the one which lives in my heart for you
You tell me that you will always need me
I agree saying the feeling is mutually true
That when it comes to really needing someone
The one I desperately need in my life is you
You speak to me of your hearts special treasure
And the precious value it daily brings to you
I tell you my life is made truly prosperous
By your priceless love I never want to lose.
PRICELESS Me
Satan, Im priceless you cant put that price on me
This beautiful structure GOD has created simply does not have a fee
So all that you proclaim to offer theres no need you see
I can send up all my requests and receive them by getting down on bended knees
As I reflect back on my past when everything about me was a fee
And my entire mentality was driven by nothing but currency
I rendered you my soul
And just then my whole life had took its toll
I started chasing and lusting wealth
Which had become so detrimental to my health
I lost all my sense of reasoning my direction, visions and goals I was no longer seeing
I was brought with a pricetag on my head
But realistically I was living as the dead
When my sole purpose was to benefit the family I once led
Eventually you would place a huge dent in me
Incarceration has found me and grief surrounds me
As your merchandise and due to your purchase I allowed you to depreciate my value
You were persistently attracting, while consistently attacking
But know I landed back in my original owners hands, who initially gave me life
With instructions for no strife
New birth, My worth
Recognizing all that he created me to be without a price or a fee
Your wicked ramifications that had once followed
Mournfully, tormented me my family and friends suffering is what we had swallowed
And as your merchandise
I still had to pay my own price
While your plans were to dismantle, distract and corrupt
Here I sit stuck in the prison system on my but
Satan, I have just a few more words “IM PRICELESS”
I cant be bought thats the lesson that I was taught
No longer am I living in hell because my soul is not for sell
No longer a commodity my merchant is now GOD
And he is who embodies me.
PRICELESS ME
(Mark 8:36) And how does a man benefit if he gains the whole world and loses his soul in the process?
Admiration for you is easy to find
Admiration demanded can’t square in my mind!
Light even in dark you always find
Acceptance of people of any kind
My soul harbours darkness I can’t let control my mind
The contrast is so vast as your soul is the essence of kindness
Your soul is a glow in a world of darkness
You’re everything right in a world of madness
You have a quality so rare to find
Darkness can’t loom in your beautiful mind.
That moment in marriage
When the husband clues in
As to what it takes
To manage the household
AP: 1st place 2021
a copper for your thoughts
a nickel for your feelings
a quarter for your deeds
~ a prayer for your healing
From a beggar to a banker;
life is not about what you've got.
When God assesses your value,
being wealthy won't mean a lot.
The true size of your heart is all
God will judge you on in the end.
And there's no better résumé
than a lifetime spent as a friend.
You may not be rich or famous;
but some things in life are still free.
Hope never comes with a price tag,
and there's no cost for air or sea.
There are so many priceless things;
like freedom, or the setting sun.
And nothing's more precious than love,
or the joy of just having fun.
You cannot buy a warm spring breeze;
or pay a nightingale to sing.
Pity is free to give away,
and kindness doesn't cost you a thing.
W omen are priceless treasures only mined with the loveliest tool of a caring heart
O ptimism is defined in their ingenuity with a worth irreplaceable as life
M en becomes helpless babes without cleaving to them in their lonely life journeys
E arth becomes lifeless without their wombs bearing fruit
N eed is no necessity without their hands’ industry of excellence
A ngels they are but without wings
R evolutionary to the core but lenient in their touch
E motions best dictionary the world has ever discovered
P ain is told and subdued by them even in the pangs of childbirth
R est is ensured by them even in times of terror
I deas are not only dreams to these treasures as they turn houses into homes
C hildren are sheltered in them for nine months without paying any rent or utilities
E nthusiastic of a kite flying against the tide is their vision for distinction
L oyalty is their hallmark as their fragility is ruined with their lovers’ betrayal
E ndless is their love when respected and refined with tender loving care
S easoned in their preserved taste, a blend of sugar and salt
S ervice is their trounce against society’s challenges
T alented to cook in the kitchen and rule in government
R iches are discovered only by the wise
E xperienced in the times and seasons of life
A spiring to the horizon with hopes that can touch the seat of God
S ensitive to perceive a needle fall or ticking clock
U nderstandable to the desires of crying of babies or the kisses of fathers
R eachable notwithstanding distance or difficulty
E ducators in their natural state, turning crawling babies into running heroes
S pecial in their makeup, priceless as treasures
How priceless, the sound of children’s laughter
Crystal clear, distinct in the now and hereafter
~*~
6/8/13
For:
Hearing your first born cry..
Seeing your first born child take his or her first steps..
Hearing your first born say I love you mommy...
Seeing your first born child graduate from kindergarten..
Hearing your first born child say mommy your going to be a grandmother...
Seeing your granddaughter being born...
Hearing your granddaughter cry for the first time..
Seeing your granddaughter reaching out to you because she smells your scent..
Just think if we didn't have these two senses we would miss out on a lot !
Or would we?
If we just would take out a moment and realize the simpler things in life and not take our senses for granted we would appreciate way more
If you need a shoulder to cry on a true friend will be there
Stands with you through life’s storms not just when it is fair
A friend who’s honest and truthful and would never lie to you
Who gives unconditional support in everything that you do
They treat you with respect and never get in your face
Understand your needs when you want your own space
A most important quality that a true friend would need
Is total loyalty and that makes them a true friend indeed.
There’s a friendly island lady who is considered a queen
Of a certain form of poetry I think you know who I mean
She made me feel very welcome when I joined poetry soup
She is a very multi-talented poetess in this poetry group.
Written on 15th June 2018.
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