Best Wifebeautiful Poems
Way before the sunrise is when I start my day
I offer thankfulness in the prayer that I pray
I do love the morning with its beautiful sunrise
Especially when reflecting off clouds in the sky
My life is a journey with my soul as the guide
What makes it beautiful is my wife at my side
My children are my strength; encouraging me
I make sure that everyday is truly all it can be
My friends are many though old-friends are few
For I no longer agree with the things that they do
I still hold them all in my prayers and my heart
Nothing in this life could ever pry them apart
So what is the story the meaning of this rhyme?
The blessing is there if we just follow the sign
To accept the blessings the place we must start
Just be as a child and look through your heart
Be as a child; cherish every one of your dreams
If you wish to feed the river than become a stream
Everything will happen in its own time and place
You will truly find peace once you’ve found grace
Since love is the place where we all need to start
Remember, be kind and gentle to your own heart
One day, “Old Saint Peter,” will open up the gate
There is nothing to fear for heaven will be great
Sitting in this empty room
Looking at broken pictures of me and you
A broken life together
I always thought we’d make it forever
What has become of me?
I never ever thought I would be
One of those who were beaten down
One of those who didn’t make a sound
Silent when you pushed me around
Silent when you covered my mouth
Silent when you raised your hand
Silent when you gave your commands
But something deep within my soul
Tells me to rise up and take control
Take a hold of my lost self again
Knowing if I don’t this might be the very end
You will not break me down this way
You will not darken my coming days
I am stronger now you see
And I will never let you kill the beautiful soul inside me
I am someone who has a voice
I am a woman who can make my own choice
I don’t need permission to be free
Or to discover the real woman inside me
Discovering the strength and power within
To let the bright shining sun shine in
To let my heart feel free and bold
To let my soul escape your choking hold
I’ve come to realize just a few things
That my life is worth more than two gold rings
Sometimes it has to be that way
For me to take ME back and then for me to say…
I am a beautiful woman inside
I will never ever run away and hide
I will rise to the very top
I won’t quit and I won’t stop
There is nothing that I can’t do
There is nothing left for me and you
So now I surrender and just let go
I am special this I know…..
The rose bud is small and the smell is so sweet
And no other flower in the garden quite so unique
When the petals unfold it makes a beautiful rose
and the fragrance of that flower fills the air
Take the thorns from that beautiful rose
and the beauty can no longer to be found
When the morning dew falls softly on the rose
it's like a tear on a woman's face when she cries
And when a woman's pride is taken away
like the rose her beauty is faded and gone
So never make a woman cry and men be very aware
her beauty may be hidden but the thorn is still there
When speaking on flowers it’s true as can be
My wife is by far the most beautiful to me
She has the scent of both beauty and love
She is a beautiful Rose that I hold above
Like the Rose she burst of color and life
She is the single Rose my beautiful wife
I don’t know about flowers as you can see
But my wife is a beautiful Rose to me
For Brian's Contest
Wonder Wonder
I wonder what we left off
As I sit thinking about the wonders of the world I see that there was one left out
One that shine through the darkness of these Northern Nights
It sails across my eyes with this wonderful glow
Creating this intriguing display of beauty that the world must see
Tough and rough without the back breaking edges of the Canyon walls
As a calm streams flow through its every crack from year of preparation
But when you sit back, you see the beauty that time has created
In the roaring fire of the Paricutin volcano
Curve like the cone that two has watch and grow to a beautiful site for mankind
Warm to the touch with a temper that can run the face and can affect the land that it stands
on
With the calm cool flow of the waters of the Victoria Falls
Downstream through every bit of the being that you are
Then supplies fresh nutriment to everyone below to bring them up
Which has lived in harmony with the thing to its left and its right
That has cause her to created this Great Barrier Reef in its own community
Where everyone can share food water and even the natural sunlight that shines on everyone
With a mind that stenches the highest peak of Mount Everest
At the peak to look over the world to say “I can do more”
Where it has taken more knowledge to tackle this hard and unforgiving world
Then it has brought you to a majestic and mysterious beautiful that hides in a collection of
mountains lines
No matter where you stand or at what part of the world you can see why you cannot take it in
one day
They called this 7 naturally created wonder of the world Harbour of Rio de Janeiro
The 8th nartual wonder of the world that has every bit of the 7 before them
HAS BEEN……
YOU my dear
And I thank God for that creation alone
She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
As I sat there, pen hovering above the parchment
She was all I could think about.
Her complexion brought to mind olive shale.
She wore a dress,
It was the most wonderful shade of blue, india ink.
With eyes like big blue opals
And hair an amazing shade of brown
That one could only call brass tack.
She was beautiful as a jade.
She is my wife.
She was, and is, my Lyndhurst jade.
up in the v-birth
our lovers turf
this is what I see
you lay under the covers
where we were lovers
sleeping I let you be
I left you laying there
I just had to stare
there was so much to see
your hips nice and cutt
the covers to your butt
I love them completely
I could see your boob
so silky smooth
a beautiful double D
on your boob was your hair
that none could compare
beautiful as could be
I just watched you
my love so true
the one just for me
she is my true love
from heaven above
sent just for me
and though I'm a wild card
she works realy hard
does everything for me
she get health insurance
so there is no deterant
a doctor I go see
she even washes clothes
acourse I don't oppose
clean she'll have me be
she is so smart
with a beautiful heart
don't know what she sees in me
I help her raze her son
treat him like the only one
my little scallywag he be
no matter what occurs
I know's I lover her
and she, loves, me
and she holds my soul
by my fishing pole
caught like a fish I be!
by Capt. Mike
Her eyes were as beautiful as they could be
A puppy dog’s frown looking back at me
As they smiled they truly danced with life
Those big brown eyes of my beautiful wife
I sat behind glass as they filled with tears
Scared and alone her eyes danced with fear
The depth of her eyes expressed all of the pain
Dancing all around me I could feel their shame
But when they met mine these words are true
Beauty of their love broke me completely into
I gazed into her eyes into the depths of her soul
Lost up inside those eyes I had found my goal
It totally broke my spirit as I realized her pain
The thought of it drove me completely insane
Over sixty months later when mine got set free
Can you guess what eyes were waiting for me?
Two beautiful eyes that were so deep and brown
Now had a beautiful sparkling puppy dog frown
They also had a sternness I had never seen
Saying the only way to us is by staying clean
All these years later, eyes still as deep as a well
I am still lost in their beauty, bound to their spell
Telling me good morning as we start another day
Her eyes shine with so much love in a beautiful way
Sometimes in life we try to be all that we can be
I didn’t pick her eyes because her eyes picked me
I am lost in the treasure of her beauty and grace
I reckon beautiful eyes deserve a beautiful face
Expanding on her beautiful eyes that mirror her soul
Is no less than my life’s honor and a beautiful goal
Written for Sami's contest
I went to bed ; angry at the World last night
When suddenly my bedroom filled with unearthly Light
The most beautiful women, a specter ; called “ Dreams “
Stood at my bedside, amongst the Moonbeams
Flowers in her hair; Flowers Everywhere : Remember?
Her light brown hazel eyes, the color of early November
Sparkle, as she speaks “ YOU know of LOVE : of Death
You Know Always , Forever, “HIS” “ Everlasting Breath “
Amazement She Reflects to the Iris of Eternal “ L I F E “
My most Beautiful “ Dreams “ : "My most Beautiful “ WIFE “"
Inspired by The ”Contest” “ Tell Her Story “ Sponsored By
Constance La France ~ A Rambling POET~~
Written by HGarvey Daniel Esquire Aka : Harry D. Johnson
Dedicated to the Memory of My LOVING WIFE
“ L E N O R E “
Honorable Mention
I once lived and thrived in quiet meadows
Amongst a sea of buttercups and pansies
Protected by mountains of wisdom
I drank deep from crystal clear springs
That flowed for generations making rounded stones
That ranged in shades jet black to pearly white
From dawn to dusk I roamed carefree
I learned virtues, tolerance, and spirituality
I learned there was nothing, no one, better than I
I learned integrity, honesty and unconditional love
Felt invincible, imbued with abundance of self-confidence
I walked with grace in natural beauty and strength
Full of enriching dreams for the future
But the virtue of patience was never mine
In hind sight, the lack of this virtue
Would adversely affect my life forever
Good advice was tossed to the wind
A dreamer always hurrying to get some place
Away from the meadows, away from the mountains
To be free! To run free! As far as the wind would carry
An open book I was and quite an easy one to read
I seized my freedom and escaped the green meadows
To an enchanting forest I came
There I met this handsome, charming stranger
With a seemingly incredible love for me
Weary I was, yet, “this could be my prince!” I thought
So onward into my future I ran
He wined me and dined me and
For awhile I was his queen
A beautiful replica of ourselves we share
A gem that's simply irreplaceable
Unsuspecting I was throughout the years
Never a suspicion, worry or care
‘Til the day the Instant message appeared
And there it was in black and white
A blast of reality in full view!
My heart broken in pieces lay, my self-esteem in tow
The man I had trusted and given my all
Had betrayed the love we shared
As I look back to earlier days, blameless I am not
In my haste to leave my green meadows
I contracted an “obligatory liaison”
For a Marriage it has never been
Gone is the sparkle of my beautiful eyes
The wasted years of living lies
I'm done I'm gone!
An Entry for Adelana's "Betrayal" Contest.
01/24/10
To my Angel that i let get away, Lord only knows why I could'nt make her stay.
But through thick and thin, she'll always be my best friend,
though i can't have her in my arms only in my mind she will always be from now to enternity.
Im so sorry for the mistakes i made, i wish i could go back and start all over on that first day.
You are so beautiful and bright.
The next one to catch you better hold on tight.
To my Angel i let get away, i'll always love you for ever and a day. I will always remember
the good times and the bad. I choose to remember the good because of the little time we
had. When you think of me please don't see or think bad.
You're the wife i always wanted to have.
From the cute feet to the blond hair i always knew why men would stare. You're so beautiful
and sexy and smart dont ever let another man like me shatter your heart.
To the Angel i let get away, go baby girl fly away, I will see you another day.....
*To my MOM From my DAD**please comment if you don't mind, i'd like to hear your thoughts*
-Angel4eva23
One beautiful day...
I asked you out;
And you gave me your number;
That is a day to always remember;
That is what a sweet day is all about.
One beautiful week...
We will be on our honeymoon;
Having strolls on a sandy beach;
Walking till sundown comes to our reach;
That sweet week is coming soon.
The most beautiful thing,
Joy to my life it does bring.
It is enticing but delicate,
It's beauty has no duplicate.
I have chosen one among many,
Amongst dollars I have chosen a rare penny.
I cut her from a garden of great beauty,
Loving her has become my only duty.
Her petals adorn my life,
She's the only bee and queen in my hive.
Her thorns stab at my handling hands,
Justified pain accompanied with unmet demands.
The most beautiful rose is mine,
A rose so angelic, so devine.
I water it daily with love and details,
For such beauty is rare and frail.
This is the rose I have chosen,
The one who brought warmth to a hear once frozen.
She's the only rose in my life,
The one I have chose to be my wife.