Congratulated Poems | Examples

exhausted Sheila

Sheila cleaned the microwave
And one kitchen counter and the stove top
There are ninety-three empty boxes in the corner.
She congratulated herself on what she had done
And then took a nap
Living in a mess is exhausting
This is her third nap today
Tomorrow she plans to empty the dishwasher.

Sheila and Jim

Sheila stepped out of the mechanized gear-filled lab with her robotic dog.
her lace blouse a contrast to her steam-powered eighteenth-century hog.
Another inventor looked up gave her a quick friendly boy-next-door wave.
His invention would make robotic airships flow and cascade.

Is that another automaton? Sheila yelled at her childhood friend of forever.
He did not divulge secrets, for Sheila was exceedingly clever.
She tucked her auburn hair into a helmet from Leagues under the sea.
But she was not fooled by his quick answer, not by any degree.

these rival inventors had been steampunk friendly since twenty-twenty.
She had phenomenal forthcoming mechanics almost ready; he had plenty.
Nothing frilly or fancy about her robotics, she intended they be the best.
Jim understood this, but he still wanted to carve out for them a love nest.

Sheila had avenues to conquer, airships to build too.
Eventually he planned to make a move, for without her, life would be blue.
Sheila congratulated herself for her coolness as she rode her hog away.
She planned to make him fall in love with her, tomorrow might be the day.

Sweet Competition between Wives

Mrs. C and Mrs. H. had a little competition
They did not call it that, but their husbands knew.
It was a baking challenge, not featured on TV.
and their men benefited big time from it.

Mrs. C. held a coffee at her house on Tuesdays.
She served scrumptious desserts with whipped cream.
One time there was a pastry with oozing blueberries.
Today her concoction was stacked high with pancakes.

Mrs. H. would ooh and ahh and comment, but secretly seethe.
Her coffees were on Thursdays, and it was difficult to top Mrs. C’s pastries.
The husbands begged to come along, knowing what treat was in store.
On Thursday Mrs. H. served a quintessential peach cobbler.

They have done it again! The men retired to their couches for naps.
The women congratulated each other.
That is two days a week we can do what we want, they agreed.
Loving that they had put their husbands into a diabetic trance of sorts.

Gambling In the Forest

Gambling in the forest took on a whole new flavor today.
The princess Adrianna joined us, bringing dice to the fray.
We shook them and threw them, hoping for the big win.
Antlered deer had trouble, his hoofs are so thick, not thin.

Barn owl came to join us, he likes red apples too.
We congratulated him on his flight and the way he flew.
Antlered deer asked us to give him another roll, please.
We said okay, but the dice flipped over against the breeze.

He is cheating! The spoiled pointy-hatted princess yelled.
An arrow came by, but it was quickly diverted and felled.
Gambling in the forest is great! Said the rabbit up high.
All I want is one apple the deer said with a cough and sigh.

Graduate Congratulated With a Counseling

To you, Geoffrey, congratulation
On your gladdening Graduation
Well-deserved: the standing ovation:
You are ready to serve your nation….

However, I fear, from your bedroom,
As you wait for the right job to loom!
Spurious has been the worshipped oil boom,
A compatriot leaning on it – Doom!

Now, to face it, one shapes one’s future,
Defeats a drag-me-down subculture,
Adds refreshingly to one’s stature,
Story rewrites and paints new picture…

How to deal with eyes for the TV,
Each day to some firm with your CV,
Hopes fastening on future PV:
Some patients are treated no IV…

I have said but part of all the things, 
The main point: A Graduate tries hand swings;
In his ears I-can-open-doors rings…
Forever above Angels with wings.

An Unholy Triumph

The selection has come and gone
With many congratulated for feign victories 
 People's Will bashed as hope remains forlorn 
Though the grey fought with their voting power
Yet they remain powerless 
Who dares decide for the ruthless,
That solely gains dominance ruthlessly?.
Just tell me;
"If winnings come with cheering, why then is your victory bleak"?
Why has it evoke dismay, and burns a rage in our minds 
There is calm in the land, but fire lays on the roof-top
The country is divided at the birth of your unruly governance 
For the proclamation is at variance with our reality
Therefore your unholy triumph conflict our assertions 
An imposter you are and an imposter you will remain!
So as Sun is to the Day
And the Moon to the Night 
For every ounce of downcast inflicted on the nation, upon your selection.
Nature inevitably awaits.

Reaching Dulcineas Village

Sancho Panza loaned his trusty donkey to Don Quixote
they had finally reached the village of the gorgeous Dulcinea.
Baskets brimming with excited sunflowers would be delivered.
The squire congratulated himself for getting the knight-errant here.
He sat back to watch the performance, as Quixote began to sing.

Mr Tw Dog

Gorgeous Mr. T.W. Dog taught at the cat college, a big mistake.
They were snarly and growly, and many were totally fake. 
He tossed one meowing student out the window, she landed in a pond.
You cannot do that! Said the headmaster. What planet are you on?

In dog school, we can do this, T.W. Dog told the man with delight.
He was laughing his guts out because that wet cat did not look all right.
You cannot have a second chance, the boss aid, because her daddy Joe
Is the one who brings us kibble and bits, and he would think this was low.

But Daddy Joe came by and saw his offspring shaking off water.
It couldn’t have happened to a meaner or nastier ugly-acting daughter.
He congratulated T.W. and gave him a sturdy healthy raise.
The headmaster turned direction and began to give him deep praise.

I Have No Dry Eye

Something is in this pretty hymn
That seems to be a tragedy.
And, while I'd want to embrace him,
I cannot let go of this reality.

The horror is close at hand…
For these days are quite grand
Despite how much it means to me,
I fear it is not meant to be.

What will happen to my ravaging storm?
And will these sly actions take me high?
Denying the desire to engage the swarm
In their euphoric sky, I have no dry eye. 

Despite all my efforts, it fails to sustain.
Will these words ever be congratulated?
It will never transpire in this quatrain,
as I am that very soul, encapsulated.

A Paragon For Nigerian Youths

Like a cheetah that's a natural born sprinter
Tobi Amusan is the world fastest female sprinter
And like an American Quarter Horse
Tobi Amusan has become a discourse

Having proven to be the world best
In Oregon's and Birmingham's contest
The hurdler's emergence is certainly unsudden
A lesson for he who with his ambition plays chicken

Like every tree with a seed to bear a kind of fruit
Every youth is challenged by this to be resolute
If only we have a sense of acuteness
Every man is created with a seed of greatness

Whoever isn't resolute with his seed is a failure
And a failure is always a lone creature
Except your seed becomes a gigantic tree
No one will come to you like they gather for apple bee

Tobi Amusan has become a market of horny bee 
And a gigantic tree for everyone to come and see
The kind of paragon every youth need to bear a good fruit
Maybe by this they too can become resolute

That in spite of our system that kills impetus
Or the hurdle or detritus that life may bring to us
Like Tobi Amusan, we too can glide over such
To be congratulated like she whose records bear a good touch

Angry Cupids

She woke up feeling pinched and kicked.
What kind of dream was that? She wondered aloud.
Her neck hurt, her back hurt, her face hurt.
The angry cupids congratulated themselves.
They loved it when someone woke up mean.

Lament of An Easy Man

Let’s have an amicable divorce, she said.
I thought she was taking it well.
Congratulated myself on not sure what.

At least there will be no problems here, she said.
She is even keel. Calm, reserved.
I feel okay about my affair now.

We are still best friends right?
This seemed a bit over the top.
But I agreed.

Thus, when the hell cat came to court
Snarling, snapping and screaming
I did not recognize her

Nor was I prepared in any way.

The Puppy

Some dullhead dropped a puppy off in the country
Not realizing he would find his way to Nirvana
Our house

He is the size of a pony but has a sweet disposition
Our cocker spaniel is terrified of this German shepherd mix
Our twelve-year-old cat has disappeared

Animal control came by 
Congratulated us. He is not chipped. You can keep him.
We said that was not our intention as they waved goodbye
Apparently they have no more rooms for a dog.

I am trying to find this baby a home.
I have put ads in social media.
I have advertised his photo, and given him a great rep.
My husband has named him Buddy.
He’ll be sleeping in my bed in a week.

Need To Print It Out

Need To Print It Out

seemed so pale and frail
her heart had started to fail
to heaven set sail

her life reached an end
message to her we will send
see you soon intend

when she would arrive
was angel again alive
in river did dive


sins were washed away
always does have happy day
forever their stay

am educated
God and I are related
was congratulated

do love Him so dear
God is always of good cheer
happiness appear

what God always knows
all the cases we should close
then our each face glows

What Umma Be Doin In 21

umma be smokin that's what umma be doin. no 2 puff stuff but some 2 punch stuff on some goals, some desires,some thangs i'm still on fire for some little things that's big thangs now..some 2 shot 2 punch knockout on covid-19..passport clean. so what umma be doin in 21 is putting my input for change when the time don't fit the crime building my credit to 700 plus screw pandemic it's time for some power hour,hour of power congratulated for a vision..i don't know what you gonna be doin son,
umma be smokin.

• Short Congratulated Poems
• Famous Congratulated Poems
• Best Congratulated Poems
• Read Congratulated Poems
• Long Congratulated Poems
• Congratulated Quotes