Best Prosperous Poems
mind's door to the soul
soul's door to the supreme soul
pictures talk there in
until love's felt cute
prosperous heart and soul knows
life rests out of hand
Through ups and downs
Through smiles and frowns
You've led thus far
To where we are
We thank You, Lord
For Your love cord
Your grace we need
To safely lead
Us further on
One year has gone
As we now move
To New Year's groove
We look to Thee
Lord, help us be
Your Word's witness
As lives progress
May Your peace shine
Mercy divine
Favour on all
For this, we call
Good strength and health
Be this year's wealth
Oh Lord, please bless
In work, success
Prosperity
With charity
May light our way
For this, we pray
Let's live for Thee
This Twenty Three
Wishing all dear
Happy New Year!
1st January 2023
Wishing all Soupers a Blessed, Healthy and Prosperous New Year!!!!!
Our prosperity lies not in the dead we celebrate
but in the lives we liberate and educate.
Our poverty lies not in the funds we lack
but in the giants who are slow and slack.
I see the stars sinking in the ocean of death
and fishes flying in the skies without breath...
Priority is imprisoned, confusion reigns,
the future is left in the pit of past pains.
Virtues vacated the villa of our vocabulary
dignity is denied a space in our dictionary.
Committees commune to commit crimes,
the common man faces terrible times...
Our terrains have been sold to terrorists,
our borders voraciously vomit tourists.
Western pests with logs in their eyes
are now the ones who seem to be wise...
Stealing of public funds is not corruption;
our best legacy is now road construction.
Those we call fools do not lack wisdom,
the wise among us rules in thraldom.
The poverty of a prosperous nation thrives...
When friuts do not allow seeds to survive.
Shall we stop fueling the greedy minority
and start feeding the needy majority.
I wish the best to you,
And to those that you hold dear;
And in everything you do,
In the up and coming year,
I hope it’s filled with cheer.
Happy New Year Contest - Written 12/30/11
Early chapters are written without choice.
Scripted by parents from birth.
Chapters may read prosperous or despair.
Innocence encounters ignorance life not fair,
One may learn to script their own chapters.
Open your book what might one see.
A roller coaster life full of diversity.
Open your book what will it read.
Narrative of facts or fictions your reality.
Life is a book full of chapters.
Some filled with bright chapters.
Full of strive, chapter after chapter.
The more strive, the sweeter the life.
Some lives are missing chapters.
Due to misguided writer’s block
Some lives have hidden chapters.
Unfavorable under society locks.
Life a book full of chapters.
Some are filled with dark chapters.
Full of strife, chapter after chapter.
The more the strife, the bitter the life.
Open your book what will one see.
The colors of life, harmony or misery.
Open your book what will it read,
stories describing your identity.
Each life reads like a book,
cause, life a book full of chapters.
Defines ones destiny, before, now and ever after!
The Prosperous Lands
Wake up and live,
Barry the casket,
of your fears,
rejoice the almighty GOD,
to the prosperous lands,
reincarnate, it's seed,
grow from the past of self- mistakes,
and re-plant root, humanity needs,
control again, in self~leadership,
I can not do it alone,
Stand with me, kneel in prayer,
repent,confess those sins, to be free...
Carma Reed
01-06-13
A-sk God for prosperous new year,
B-eseech Him to bless His nation;
C-all upon His glorious name,
D-o it in meek supplication.
E-ntreat God for prosperous new year,
F-or peace, harmony, and love;
G-iving an aid to humanity
H-as pleased the Father above.
I-mplore God to make the new year
J-oyful, fortunate, and happy;
K-eep away from any trouble,
L-et us not live in misery.
M-ake a humble request,
N-ever let our faith disappear;
O-n the first of January,
P-ray for prosperous new year.
Arduous agonizing affliction
doth unrelentingly assail...
aghast to exhale lest...lose
desperate clinging clutch
held by bloodied cracked fingernail
phantasmagoric tendrils constrict
stoppering me to whisper or wail
yawning abyss menacingly beseeches
hmm...release could immediately curtail
cumulative (lifetime's worth) travail
freefalling, pirouetting unnervingly,
unstoppably, unwaveringly... zipping
into infinite black hell hole ail
mince vanish as doth guilt - a hail
storm peppering psyche... jail
time for eternity excluded option
asper garden variety baby boomer male,
albeit the father of deux darling daughters,
the eldest (broke vow of silent communication),
she reached out after months long hiatus telltale
indications to accept genuine apology
her papa (me) rages against hurtfulness, he
affixed indelible psychological scars each travail
boomeranged backed to yours truly duress
during her impressionable years, she did rail
and rant previous conversation, the scale
innocent intelligent progeny, we begat
(myself and misses) financially ill prepared
to provide respectable accommodations
"dirt poor" status detrimental
with affluent MainLine
incomes luxe Lower Merion
living costs fateful design
neighbors cursed, ostracized, vilified...
unsightly unkempt property (i.e. unmanicured)
intolerant snobs didst malign
child welfare services called NOT to dine
but emphatic for papa and mama to align
dwelling safe and secure for minors
yes, I attest despicable living conditions
crowded house with Zison heirlooms
owners - malignant hoarders did confine
considerably reducing cubic feet,
they relations of spouse evicted us
ready to point carbine
at temple...quicker than noose
dead of winter 2010 near homelessness
relocated within "roach motel" decline
among our dynamics with offspring
livid with rage, asper an inferno no divine
comedy compounded by lascivious
behaviour - mine to hasten dateline
enduring helplessness, hardship
being alive plus brandishing knife
against self witnessed...I assign
poor marks as paternal parent,
who bemoans loathsome
impact...this papa gropes toward hotline!
The colour of red
Bright and flickering
At one moment
Looks dangerous or bloody
At the other moment
Looks prosperous, enthusiastic or sincere
Different circumstances different interpretations
Like the world we are facing
Especially the political world
Always full of puzzles, paradoxes and mysteries
To be solved
Throughout our lives
An idea is indeed fair and thus,
how homely is its thought,
government even though acidic is us,
now is for so and now is for so- so ,tit and tat,
to make a good layer while horizon shines with greater power,
since nature and its winds today is prime,
and since other stars and moon are our dear?.
Oh!, so long there is life it is under a convolution,
why not keep this thought across,
the world makes its bounces amidst fun,
of rainbow that glimpses if tis,
there is this scene and this sky clear,
ideally wave, tide and weather,
notion exudes.
Job was exceedingly blessed by God
Blessings that could not escape
The envy of the satanic one
Cause anything close to God receives attacks
God watched over him constantly
He gave him light as he walked through darkness
God made him extraordinarily prosperous
And God’s friendship protected his home
Day and night he was surrounded by his children
His cows and goats gave plenty milk
While his olive-trees grew in the rockiest soil
In the meetings of elders he took his proper place
And on arrival young men stepped aside for him
While old men stood up to show him respect
Simultaneously leaders of the people would stop talking
Even the most important men kept silent
Everyone who heard or saw him
Praised him for all his achievements
To the poor who cried out to him
He helped them
To the hopeless orphans he gave succour
Men in deepest misery praised him
And he helped widows find security
Job was eyes for the blind
And feet for the lame
And was like father to the poor
And took the side of strangers in trouble
As he destroyed the power of cruel men
And rescued their victims
He expected to live a long life
And die at home in comfort
He was like a tree whose roots always had water
And whose branches were wet with dew
He was always praised by Everyone
And his strength never failed him
Whenever he gave advice
People listened attentively
And when he was done
No one had nothing to add
His words sank like drops of rain
And were always received
Just as farmers welcomed rain in spring
His cheerful smile restored confidence and hope
As he took charge and made decisions
Leading his people
As a king leads his troops
Giving them comfort in their despair
Another year has passed and things have gone wrong.
Life will get better as the New Year rolls along.
Prices have gotten higher and money is tighter.
As we go in to 2010 they say days will get brighter.
They've forclosed on homes and people live in the streets.
We have no jobs but the goverment still have their seats.
Our President says many things have gone wrong this year.
The war is the worst cause we've shedded so many tears.
We pray that in 2009 there's a lesson to be learned.
Cause if not in 2010 will all get burned.
Teresa Skyles 2009-12-26
Rising sun never speak his truth
Everything about him itself proved
No one can explain beauty of rise
And no one can read magic of rise
Just try to feel and
Keep this prosperous truth in your heart
Every view of alive view
And do welcome the growing love
Feeling of love never go die
Feeling of love never speak lie
View of magic feel of real miracle
Every emotion speak real reason
So come ahead try to be as like
And live a prosperous life
Likened to a bird flying
a small flower
the color orange
yellow candles burning
the color of gold
vanilla incense on a Sunday
A prosperous existence.
Likened to a flower swaying
a happy bird
the color purple
orange candles burning
the color of fire
cinnamon incense on a Monday
A prosperous existence.
Likened to a shining orb
a noble desire
the colors of the tropics
white candles burning
the colors that inspire
tutti fruit incense on a Tuesday
A prosperous existence.
Likened to a book
all its pages not yet written
the color of the unknown
green candles burning
the color of spring grass
gereanium incense on a Wednesday
A prosperous existence.
Likened to cool water
on a feverish day
the color of French blue
pink candles burning
the color of playful spirits
white sage incense on a Thursday
A prosperous existence.
Likened to a good meal
a together banquet
the color vermillion
yellow candels burning
the color of my picnic blanket
Heliotrope incense on a Friday
A prosperous existence.
Likened to a poem
grinning with plaubits
the color of my sky
ash grey candles are burning
the color of a stormy day
sandalwood incense on a Saturnday
A prosperous existence.
Quite beauty feeling of quite true heart is truly highest beautiful, prosperous and peaceful