Best Stop And Smell The Roses Poems
Your strongest day is standing
just outside your door. Let it in.
Each day the sun comes home to you
it whispers with the wind
calling out your name.
This is no video game.
Life’s a bouquet banquet
made from your reflections.
You do not need directions.
Pick your moments carefully.
Stop and smell the roses,
leave your motor running
for the dangers trust exposes.
Listen to where life comes from
the beating sound of your own drum.
Make the most of music that it brings.
Unraveling all your tangled balls of strings.
With patience Iron out each peace,
holding tight to all you love
with nails and teeth.
Now put your stubby thumbs
through their tiny holster loops
and pull your britches up.
Hitch them high,
and puff out your chest !!
You’ve always been ready for this.
This is not a test.
This is your life.
On a train going south on business
For what seemed an eternity,
I chanced upon a memorable man
Who changed the path of my destiny
He was itinerant to look at
With tatty coat and shabby shoes,
An unshaven face, his hair unkempt
And string, as a belt on his ‘trews’
He boarded the train, peoples heads dropped
For fear that his gaze they’d meet
He walked down the aisle, disappointed,
As no-one would give up a seat
I offered the seat beside me
He thanked me for making the space
I replied with a sincere ‘you’re welcome’
And a smile warmed his weathered face
He asked me about my journey
And I asked of his in return
I felt in my heart, that by talking to him
There was much about life I could learn
I bought us both refreshments
As he told of his life’s history,
Once in a while I would interject
With a small anecdote about me
Behind the shabby persona,
Was a man of intelligent mind
He’d lived on the edge in finance,
Made his fortune, left it behind
As his bank account grew he’d lost everything
His family, his friends, his wife
He’d found out, too late, and at great cost
That there was so much more to life
‘You have to stop and smell the roses,
Make some time for those you hold dear’
And as he spoke, down his rugged cheek
I saw the track of a small, salty tear
As we reached the end of our journey
He clasped my hand at our time to part,
He thanked me for my company
And told me I had a good heart
When I got to my lonely hotel room,
I called my daughters on the phone
And told them ‘we’ll be together soon
I’m taking some time off when I get home.’
Sometimes it takes a chance meeting
To give your whole life a shake
I felt I had met my ‘Hermes’
And now had decisions to make
When I got home, I made a decision
The missed years with my girls I’d amend,
My life took a different direction
All down to my indigent friend
You can’t judge a man on appearance
But if you look in their eyes you can,
I knew in the instant I gave up the seat
I had met a remarkable man.
Smell the roses
When you’re in an awful hurry and haven’t time to spare
And everything’s a worry you’re rushing here and there
While all the jobs are piling up, there’s dishes in the sink
You haven’t time to wash a cup, you haven’t time to think
Stop... and smell the roses, that well worn old cliché
For sure as little apples, tomorrow is another day.
Speeding along life's highway
With the scenery flashing by
Must stop and smell the roses
There's more than meets the eye
We miss the tiny intricacies
Subtleties that mean so much
Life's delightful wee treasures
The warmth of a babies touch
A gentle breeze at daybreak
Welcoming a brand new day
Puffy white billowy clouds
Trees as they swing and sway
Life's a highway, enjoy the ride
The end comes far too soon
As you look for it's hidden meaning
You reach life's final swoon
Reflecting back over the years
Of the good times and the bad
You realize it's been a blast my friends
Thankful for the life you've had
With heartaches and some sorrows
To get through it all unscathed
Is nothing short of a miracle
In your memories you're left to bathe
Bird in a guilded cage, a broken heart, a solitary soul
Road less travelled, a soul full of longing, my heart bleeds
On a wing and a prayer, my heart is a lonely hunter, a weary soul
Kiss the rose, look into my eyes
Endless words, my heart laid bare
No man is an island, tears fall like rain
Words that were left unspoken, over and over again
It's never too late to change, wish upon a star
Near and dear to my heart, when all is said and done
Give it a whirl, as time passes by, my soul is weeping, weeping
Stop and smell the roses, till the end of time
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May 9, 2015
Poetry/Verse/Cliches/"Broken Wings"
Copyright Protected, ID 05-671-486-09
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France
The sands of time are falling away
Make sure to make the most out of each and every day
Release all of your hate and conqueror your fear
Don’t have regrets and have time for cheer
Treat everyone around you as you want to be treated
Accomplish everything you can before it’s all completed
Raise your hands and raise your glasses
Enjoy your life before your just ashes
Laugh and love with family or a friend
Live life to the fullest before it’s the final end
Forget the past the future isn’t set
Make love not war as much as you can get
Don’t back down from anyone but strive towards peace and harmony
Turn the other cheek when you can and be the best you can be
Be charitable and help for fellow man
Fill yourself with knowledge whenever you can
Raise your hands and raise your glasses
Enjoy your life before your just ashes
Laugh and love with family or a friend
Live life to the fullest before it’s the final end
Dare to be different go against the grain
Stop and smell the roses and always kiss in the rain
Listen to music read poetry for your own sake
Be true to yourself and never be fake
Take walks on the beach and swim in the ocean
Be thankful for what you have and pray to God in Heaven
Raise your hands and raise your glasses
Enjoy your life before your just ashes
Laugh and love with family or a friend
Live life to the fullest before it’s the final end
Take pictures so you can look back on your journey
Enjoy the arts sculptures paintings drawings or a movie
Give kisses and hugs to the ones you care about
Work hard and play harder before you check out
Go through life like it was your last day
Because it could be so enjoy it and make it count in every way
Speeding along life's highway
With the scenery flashing by
Must stop and smell the roses
There's more than meets the eye
We miss the tiny intricacies
Subtleties that mean so much
Life's delightful wee treasures
The warmth of a babies touch
A gentle breeze at daybreak
Welcoming a brand new day
Puffy white billowy clouds
Trees as they swing and sway
Life's a highway, enjoy the ride
The end comes far too soon
As you look for it's hidden meaning
You reach life's final swoon
Reflecting back over the years
Of the good times and the bad
You realize it's been a blast my friends
Thankful for the life you've had
With heartaches and some sorrows
To get through it all unscathed
Is nothing short of a miracle
In your memories you're left to bathe
© Jack Ellison 2012
I hear the children laugh and wish I was that care free
If only there was some way I could see what they see
The children take the time to stop and smell the roses
There is always a solution to the problems life poses
A world of wonder,the many possibilities,and surprise
Care free and curious with the look in children's eyes
That says all of those wheels are turning in their head
And their imagination that is out of this world as well
They'll keep trying no matter how many times they fell
We all try teach them right from wrong or things to do
But in the end they end up teaching: us a lesson or two
stop, take the time to feel the sun upon your face
take a moment to see the wonders God's put into place
stop and smell the roses, touch the rain drops
don't always be so busy, relax and just stop
people always seen to be running from here to there
too much in a hurry to pause and just breath the air
God made this world full of splendid sights
so take a few seconds of your time and look upon His might
God made this world as a haven for you and me
so take a minute of your day to just stop, look and see
Stop and smell the roses
God gives us to enjoy
The symbol of his love to us
His mercy, peace and joy
A white one, oh, so beautiful
A saviour white as snow
A spotless, shameless, beautiful Lamb
Jesus loves me, this I know
And there's a pretty yellow one
A Christians duty, the gospel share
To tell the world of God's dear son
To sinners everywhere
But red's the best one of 'em all
A saviour came and died
He shed his precious blood for all
So we, his love could find
A moment of promise comes
to those who take time
to stop and smell the roses
Heard is this old phrase
once or twice, but still
a promising thought
Petals fragrant and soft
of pure hues delights those
who pursue its delicate form
The rose is full of romance
for many lovers for its beauty
shall flourish - until it dies
God gave us a gift
this blue marble we call Earth,
He had a divine plan
during the Universe's birth.
He scattered the stars
throughout the galaxy,
His paintbrush was never put down
He was thinking of you and me.
The planets were created
so we wouldn't be alone,
it is nice to travel into space
away from our blue and green home.
We should think more clearly
about what He's done for us,
stop and smell the roses
instead of making a big fuss.
We are ruining our home
by polluting the air we breathe,
instead of loving our gift every day
something that was created for you and me.
We fight over a piece of dirt
one that's owned by everyone,
God holds sadness in His heart
to see the children we have become.
God's gift to humanity
was created from His heart,
I take pride in it every day
and am thankful for His beautiful art.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.10/2014
I was sitting and watching t.v. and I had a couple of lines in my head I couldn't seem to lose. I decided to sit down and write this. After the first couple of lines, the rest of it was a piece of cake.
Imagine the sound of bright buzzing bees,
And ripe juicy apples planted on trees.
Imagine the sight of the birds that fly,
Or the airplanes that soar through the sky.
Imagine the fish that swim through the ocean,
And the brown, fuzzy squirrels that cause a commotion.
Imagine the green of the trees and the grass,
Or the adorable little puppies that yelp as you pass.
Imagine the sound of a rushing waterfall,
And the curious monkey that play with a ball.
Imagine the sound of a babies laughter.
Cant you feel the rush of happiness after?
Now imagine life with no buzzing of bees.
No ripe juicy apples to pick off of trees.
Now listen here kid, hear me out straight.
These are the things we don't appreciate.
We take them for granted. Pretty things indeed,
For one day theyll be gone, yet nobody will see.
So notice the little things everyday.
Maybe you'll remember them once they fade away.
...
Imagine a world with no buzzing of bees.
Imagine being surrounded by dead old trees.
Now imagine leaving that world behind,
just stop and smell the roses every once in a while.
BY: EMMA DUFFY
Stop
Sign
Red light Green light
Stop running by the pool
Stop annoying your siblings
Stop picking your nose
Stop Drop and Roll
Stop talking in class
Stop making out behind the gym
Stop mashing your zits
Stop going so fast
Stop staying out so late
Stop!
there's a cop
Stop underage drinking
Stop having sex
Stop wasting time
Stop lying in bed all day
Stop calling in sick
Stop what you're doing
and listen for just a minute
More like an hour!
Stop being a smart ass
Stop being a free loader
This has got to stop!
Stop being mainstream
Stop shaving
Stop by and see me sometime
Stop ignoring me
Stop lying
Stop cheating
Are they ever going to stop?
Somebody...Please make them stop!
Stop blaming yourself
Stop dating
Stop daydreaming
Stop and smell the roses
Stop being irresponsible
Stop smoking
Stop fighting
Stop hunger
Stop Drop and Roll
Stop repeating yourself
Stop human trafficing
Stop human trafficing
Stop looking the other way
Stop the world from spinning
out of control
How do I make it stop?
Stop this madness!
I sit calmly in the state of shock, disgusted by my generation.
Precious life that so many struggle to have, kicked aside like a soccer ball.
Abusing the temple of our body.
We the youth, blinded by stardom and greatness, not stopping to realize what is more important.
The laughter, smiles and cherished moments a time capsule of many years ago.
That we once relished and held so dearly to our heart, melted away by the hot blood in our skin.
Step back, and take a look within, not just in ourselves, but of our past.
Life is moving too quickly, we need to stop and smell the roses.