Good Word Poems | Examples

Love Without Equal

You have no equal. (1)
You have no rival. (1)
For God so loved.
He is lifted above.

Don’t let the moment pass.
Bring all you have.
Lay it down at His feet.
Your needs He will meet.

His anointing is sufficiency.
Step into His glory.
Edify brothers and sisters.
Obedience of the master.

For God we thirst.
In God we trust.
With God we love.
Through God we live.

We are saved by grace.
Fear has no place.
Taste the heavenly gift. (2)
Taste the good word of God. (2)

Rejoice in His love.
That love from above.
Sent by the perfect dove.
My soul is where it grows.

Love is seed I hold.
My soil is in the fold.
He is the gate.
I am His lamb.

Let Him hear me sing.
Praises to the king.
A new song and a new thing.
I thank you, Father.

(A poem by ScottM, written in church 5/25/2025 praise tapdig com)

footnotes:
(1) “What A Beautiful Name” by Hillsong Worship 2016
(2) Hebrews 6:4-5

Measure Of A Man

Measure Of A Man
 Humble Beginnings.
 Always giving.
 Put himself last.
 Hard working hands.
 Long days toil under the sun.
 Easy to talk to.
 Food on the table.
 Always grateful.
 With lines on his face.
 A good word to say.
 Never complain.
 Always a gentleman.
 Carry the burden.
 With heavy lifting.
 Take timeout to listen.
 With great characteristics.
 It’s not about his bank account.
 Just down to earth.
 An old soul.
 Sometimes all alone.

Nasty, Brutish, and Short

It was you who initiated this relationship.
Even at its outset, I was crying.
I was your plaything,
the butt of your elaborate practical jokes.
Refusing to be transparent,
except when teasing me with illusions,
you never revealed your true meaning or purpose.
You built me up with hope and ideals,
only to chop them down and crush me.
Everything you gave to me,
you took away.
I haven't a good word to say,
and now,
in the end,
you're discarding me,
like you did all the others.
You aren't even attractive,
being as you are,
nasty, brutish, and short,
Good riddance to you,
cruel life.

Free the U K hostages'

Freedom for those who stood to speak.' In a system rotten
At every move it creaks." u k gaols used to frighten and
Suppress the vast majority, justice is not.' This is a mess!
Free your citizens ( enough of thought crimes!) You spoke
Loud about some sausages.' Or was that karma Divine?
Whatever quyeer reasons? I'm calling his time.' May
Trump stand on your neck; Sunshine' Maybe then you'll release them yet? Get them back up on deck.' I say free Tommy Robinson raise the rafters U K.' Let the good word be carried on the streets
And good vibes, return unto Britain in these days.'

Mother tongue

I still didn't get my share from life,
I will not stop fighting until I die.
I will write lot of poem looks like,
Who read remember name of my.

If my ancestors spirit support to me,
From every my poem smell of Kazakh left.
If there is a generation, 
That truly love nation,
He will take that letter to the future kept.

A good word is remembered for a long time.
The poem is memorized the same way might.
Someone is grumbled,
Someone is kind,
The future will separate black and white.

Until you enter the bosom of the warm earth,
I made the poem my duty as best way yet.
Mother tongue preserves the whole nation,
Nations without a language
are being completely destroyed.

What profit if you don't understand that?
What profit if do you think yourself then?
No one beat you on the front can't,
If you respect your mother tongue.

You are always precious in your homeland,
You can talk and understand each other.
Let's talk only in the mother tongue!
Otherwise easy to get lost with land of father.

Ukraine, Crimea made me thinking,
We are regret if do not understand this.
My mother tongue today is blinking,
I'm still squealing as a sparrow screech.

Before Me

Written By:  D. Collins 1/8/25


If you should somehow enter Heaven before me.
Put in a good word of what I turned out to be.
Although He already knows a little help won’t hurt.
Tell Him I tried very, very hard to do His work.


Tell Him about me and how much I care.
Please set the table before I get there.
For the defenseless ones, I am their might.
That soldier He anointed to lead the fight.


Tell Him I offered help wherever I could.
Spent most of my life trying to do good.
Though, may not be merits its worth a try.
That He may greet me with a loving smile.



This applies to every loved one who is already there and any to come.....

Pen Pals

Many purple poets with so much to say
Can’t read them all but teal try anyway 
I heard red heart beat from white page
Was in your cherry chest but I felt it anyway

I green gain from poems good and bad
I like them short long strong happy sad
I like them peach weak very inspiring 
Like comforting soul food hot filling

I read your poems like a yellow song
I imagine your face voice singing along 
The comments section is the best
Love it even when it’s rude and a test

Because we can grow despite brown dirt
We can fly like lime kite from good word
Of special importance writing since my youth
I’ll keep at it while reading your words too

A Most Amazing Adventure

Was once a shy and retiring sort
Never wanted to draw attention to myself
Always listened, never offered my thoughts
Never felt I had anything interesting to say
That was then, this is now
Have you heard the expression
“Coming out of one's shell”
That saying was invented for yours truly
From black and white to glorious colour
The transition has been astounding
Extreme is another good word to describe it
Poetry has allowed me to release my inner soul
To say things that have always been in my heart
But were never uttered for fear of ridicule
The heartfelt joy and happiness
That I now possess
Is beyond description, it has helped me realize
I too, have something to offer
And the rewards for me
Have been so much more than I could have imagined
I guess every life has lessons to learn
Every step of the way
We never stop exploring until that final day
Life is a most amazing adventure!

The Alcoholic

The Alcoholic
Parley poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Dirty dufflecoat wino
Zigzag up the street
Wobble wobble..
Topsy-turvey on the one side
And half past puzzled
His body form
Is out of order
His odour sour
Orphaned at eight 
He explained
Never had a chance
Of a lifetime
I am just the formation
Of Adam's forlorn spawn
I the antonym of pleasant
Eat my dinner
On the floor
Without gravy
No one ever
Belled out a 
A good word to me
Not even at home
Mine hands were
Cooked on the stove
I was called
The Bastard in the house
And it was painfull
Sensitively he said.

What do you have?
I only have lonely
Never ever heard
I love you
What do you want?
Just cheer from a
Dumb bartender
What do you fear?
The confrontations in 
My nightmares
Pardon me..
I am bitter.
Never had a chance
To be a revelant guest
Just a parched alcoholic
Dry in overtime captivity.
I tang of dispair.

I have tiny gravity
But heavy
To hoist..
And a will
Which is lost
This is my lot
He told with
Blue eyes beaming
I am member 
Of the human race
And then he laid
Amazing Grace
On my ears.

The Arc Of Life

Life consists of a happy youth
The beginning of a lifelong arc
Then a dear dear family comes next
Life is like a day in the park

Joy and laughter are number one
We just can't believe our luck
Then we notice our first grey hair
And panic begins to erupt

Must be a mistake, it can't be true
I'm right at the top of the curve
Perhaps a grave error has just occurred
Now “grave” that ain't a good word

Still very vibrant and filled with pizzaz
I'm much too young to get old
However I do feel a chill, it just can't be
This body's starting to feel cold

Imagination is running away with me
Still got lotsa gas in the tank
Just hit the ancient age of eighty years old
Guess I've got good genes to thank!

Would You Meet Me Sometime

Would you meet me sometime
   At the space in between
The corner of reckless schism
   And the street of broken dreams?

I just covet a good word or two –
   So long as we break silence –
And I will collect an echo
   Then leave and recommence.

Being Into the Oven of Love

as you are in the oven of love, 
burning by love day and night.
understanding that being in the oven of love, 
It is the good process to be polished 
by true love.
so give love time to make  you bright
like precious diamond
 your name will be " lovebound"
After hearing loving good word.

Ecounter

finding

a good word
a beautiful word

meeting

a person
priceless.

Chewing the Fat

Narratives or at least that's what I call them
Without doubt win hands down every time
I've deviated with limericks and couplets and stuff
But I'm back to the old poems that rhyme

Very similar to when we go away on vacation
It feels so good to finally get back home
Everytime we deviat from our regular patterns
Though we enjoy it a bunch when we roam

Guess it's familiarity that we're always craving
Friendly faces of the people we know
No hidden agendas, no scams to contend with
Just the same old routine, same old show

Comfortable is a very good word to describe it
That down home feeling when with friends
Like always being in style with jeans and Adidas
Instead of trying to keep up with the trends

Give me that plain old simple way of living
It surely wins hands down ever time
That's how I roll, I'm just a simple old hayseed
Sitting around chewing the fat is just fine

Everybody Wants Good Words

Everybody wants a good word/A pass for fine/Next to leave it alone/ Yet she was mine/ Good intentions/ We had some/ You played to fair/ It wasn’t fun/ With settle scores/ And overtime/ We always won/And she was fine/Everybody wants a fuller deck/ An easy chair/ At we got time/ Yet she wasn’t there/ With things not fine/ And did we care/ Next to a passing “Hi!”/ And did he try?/ In the pick me ups/The hands  (me down)/ Plus “we got by”/ With easy lines/ Yet she was mine/ Everybody wants a quick tell pick/Give a minute then/ For it’s not a trick/ With she wasn’t fine/ Or that was then/ And did we care/ Yet she was there/ Plus try did he/ So pass the time/ Let things be/ And can we see/ Everybody wants good words/ Easy lines/ But she was mine/ Yet this now/ With there’s a how/ With pass some "bye!"/ And we did cry/ With no easy words/ For everyone/


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