Contentment Poems - Poems about Contentment

I had overeaten. So I reached inside myself And pulled up whatever could be pulled up From strength that I could muster up I labored long and hard And eventually brought forth Snow capped mountains And sky scrapers dignified by the rays of the sun And the tallest pines with cones intact And stars draped with clouds, silver lined And song birds with half-sung melodies...

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"Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em." — Twelfth Night, Act II, Scene V Some are born to crowns and gold, With power strong and wealth untold. Some will climb, with sweat and pain, To carve their names and stake their claim. And then there’s me—a simple bloke, Who’d rather nap than wear a cloak. Greatness...

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Fresh ocean air Oh, take me there! To the place below the hill Three hundred years I hold it dear Ancestors can be felt still For all I've roamed My heart knows home And it cannot get it's fill How does it long! For ancient song And the view from mine own sill A seat of peace My mind's at ease Oh, the terrors a place can kill Soon I'll...

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Not all inherit a father's noble name, Some learn deceit, others theft, and shame. But I, blessed with a virtuous sire, Inherited values that my heart desires. My children will learn to reverence age, With humility and sobriety, they'll engage. A caring heart, I'll pass on to them, Diligence and God-fearing, their guiding gem. Emancipator, Eldorado, Ephaptha too, Will learn the core values, integrity...

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How dare I seek for validation Longing for something more. I only deserve my own damnation Why do I need an open door. Why would I ever need a toast Who ever heard of me. What do I even have to boast What more could I really need. They ask me "Why the cruel ambition? Don't you have enough? With your rags and pain and...

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At night, death's dark whisper resounds Chasing dreams, with bloody sweat unbound Awakened by fear, his heart does pound Beholding death's spirit, all around By day, sleep flees, a rare reprieve For he has slain it, with restless grief A little slumber, a shout of doom Forever haunted, a troubled tomb Through "Baba Gbonka's" dark, deceitful gate He sought wealth's shortcut, a fatal weight Riches...

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A jolly mind delights in acquiring knowledge, a cheerful heart dances to the rhythm of flapping leaflets. The pleasure of learning new things, the satisfaction in doing what you love, the bliss of your soaring knowledge, the exhilaration that sends you straight to the high-heavens, the overwhelming contentment of being in the cusp of literacy, the contentment of being an erudite. The heart...

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Looking out of the window, Staring into droplets of rain Drawing patterns of emptiness on my window panes… I try to comprehend, The very meaning of life When all I could think of is ‘Sans,’ ‘sans,’ and ‘sans.” Weirdly enough, To my own dismay, I am content by the very non-existence of any meaning to life. The void makes me delighted. ...

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With success I feel joy, there is great gratification with succeeding, I enjoy. I feel the glee; fulfilling of promises bleeding, the key. Help ! More work needing; Yelp ! With success I feel joy, fulfilling of promises bleeding; Yelp !...

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Sun on sea's facade like sprinkles on a donut. Shimmers, eyes glimmer....

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Rokatru runes of olive wood coming soon, my heart and mind does drool for these new runes. My runes charged . Hope my order show up late Round disks of wisdom ,Odhin’s wisdom -I feel great. Irate relation is finished with my gift, And talk a miss I hope I am not stiffed . Talk with my kin we...

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May all be blessed to understand…. if we want to be content… Time among the trees… is always time well spent. ...

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Sky merging with earth ...

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Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the path of least resistance ohm my dog, shocking voltage amply surges an emphatic YES, verboten fruit adrip with succulent juices as eggnog, a legitimately valid reason and rhyme to...

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I have decided to live on buttermilk. It contains all the ingredients to sustain a happy and productive life. No more worrying about the next meal. I can spend more time seeking perfection- picking flowers and counting stars. I can find my place in the universe, pondering existence, the meaning of love, how death is a part of life, who God really is. I can then...

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