Long Count your blessings Poems
Long Count your blessings Poems. Below are the most popular long Count your blessings by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Count your blessings poems by poem length and keyword.
Life is a network
Of true and faithful friends,
In a mesh of uncertainties.
Adding to the blend,
Of complexities and realities
Searching for reasons and solutions
To everyday problems.
It's like a mirror
Reflecting and embracing,
The earth, nature, the universe
Everything.
While we look to the heavens
So too must we look within
And question our aims and purposes
And be true to them
In the tooing a frooing
Paths are crossed
In emotions of pain and happiness
There is the revision and the repast
. So count your blessings
Your problems will not last
For in life’s matrix
. There is always a price
There is always a cost
In these times of plenty
I see some dreadful scenes,
Yesterday a girl too poor
To have holes in her jeans.
I felt for that lassie
For I know the passion
That the young seem to feel
About following the fashion.
She could’ve cut her own but
Imagine the shame, poor thing
If her friends had discovered
She wasn’t wearing the real thing
Just a homemade attempt and
Just not in anyway the same
As that authentic hole that
Carried a Designer’s name.
In these days of austerity
It’s come sadly to pass
They’ve reined in hopes
Of the working class.
It’s Austerity for the poor,
Tax breaks for the rich,
And, like it or not,
Life’s just a .
Just count your blessings
For Brexit’s on track
And Fat Boris the liar has
Given us our country back.
Those folk in Europe
Are all jealous as hell
For they all now know
It’s all working so well
Ignore the long queues
Of lorries waiting at Dover
It’s all just Fake News and
The Brexit crisis long over.
It’s just nostalgia now
For times that have been
When any ordinary lass could
Afford Designer holes in her jeans.
A million reasons as to why I cannot sleep,
For the clouds are gone and the moon shines bright,
It feels as it wants to spite,
The thing it clings to most,
A feeling so sadistically shuttering in your mind,
That makes you want to climb away,
To the place that is to faraway for you to see,
A term we hear for more often then not,
Count your blessings,
But for some reason I cannot,
I feel as if the sky is falling and I am alone,
And when counting my blessings I feel as if I am gloating my utter existence,
So as I try to fall asleep trying to find the place that is so faraway in my mind,
I look to the sky in search,
For the place that is so faraway.
Soul sits on a dream
Ponders on wonder;
Time slips away
~~~~~~~~~
Cutie cutie pie
Styles a sweet smile;
Innocent allure
~~~~~~~~~
Blessings now glow
Over the rainbow;
Watch dreams come true
~~~~~~~~~
Stray breeze chills,
Scented shivers;
Airy evening delights
~~~~~~~~~
Mystic moments charm
Calm demeanour;
Witty textures spool
~~~~~~~~~
Joy navigates
Cheer irrigates;
Peace meditates
~~~~~~~~~
Poolside garden
Plumeria blooming ample;
Ecstatic allure
~~~~~~~~~
Skyline colours
Blaze of sunset;
Evening interlude
~~~~~~~~~
Be savvy now
Love yourself first;
Count your blessings
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
11 April 2016
Singapore
With the turkey out of the way
It's time to do some shop and save
Black Friday...here we go again
I am up at three o'clock
So I'll be at the door on the dot
Shopping like a mad whirlwind
Pulling up to Walmart
Grab myself a fresh shopping cart
For when the doors open up at five
Like a horse out of the gate
Your own fault for being in my way
Just count your blessings that your still alive
Beat the crowds straight to the back
For a little snatch and grab
Gotta have the newest wide screen T.V.
Blue hair had my T.V. in her cart
Took her out with a karate chop
Sorry granny it's either you or me
Next set my sights on this kid
With no clue of what he did
Or how he ended splayed out on the floor
In the remote car shopping isle
And it may take that kid awhile
To remember who, what, when, or what for
I next wildly veer off to the right
For that set of Ginsu knives
That I use to hold back the forming crowd
With it being the only set left
I Samurai it over my head
Which quickly clears out the entire Ginsu isle
With my shopping about done
I sweep shelves into my cart on the run
Figure I can sort it all out later
At times it's hard to pick and choose
With the attitude of I hate to lose
Anyways I figure they owe me for all my labor
When I get to the front of the store
There's bookoo bunches of crowds galore
I've never seen such a long drawn out line
So I clear the path in front of me
Taking people off at the knees
They'll surely think twice the next time
Before getting in my way
And my day of shop and save
Already planning for next year my friend
Satisfied I head for the door
But I tell you not before
I turn and say Happy Holidays and Good Will Towards Men!
Cause that's just the way I am...
Many are born with a silver spoon in the mouth
Some are just not happy of their birth
If one rightly thinks of how time flies in south
You will be grateful for thy breath
Keeping all hope only in enjoyment
Is a scam to blindfold one into over thinking
Possibly getting heart ready for deployment
To how his time could kick the bucket and go shrinking
Leave aside the shadow of thy former self
And wear your heart on your sleeve
Then you will joyfully swing the tough
Count your blessings and joys you will retrieve
Heart rejoices to the piece of cake at hand
Than the birds in bush, so show gratitude's grand
And everyone's chance of receiving more will expand
AT-ONE-MENT 15
Aim for a goal that shapes fond glow;
Rise to the top in your own sphere;
Ink what unfolds in count and show;
Heed each sure stop to rest right here;
Mind your own say in what you feel;
Enact your mood in the sure light;
Trace your fine stay to bless and heal;
Incite your good to put things right;
Claim cleansing grace that treats all hurts;
Count your blessings each day you live;
Offer to face toils that bear dirt;
Use bold living to grow and give;
Nurture your craft with calm and cheer;
Tension can draft great beauty here.
Leon Enriquez
22 June 2014
Singapore
Now listen up all ye poets out there
Here's an adage I try to live by
It seems to work for this old duffer
So why don't you give it a try
Upon waking up every morning
Before you jump out of bed
Count all your blessings one by one
Keep them stored in your head
As each day presents its challenges
Remember your many blessings
Be thankful for all the little things
Enjoy life and it's dressings
Now it may not be totally foolproof
But at least you're on the right track
Trust me you'll be ahead of the game
And happiness you surely won't lack
So listen up all ye poets out there
Let me know how it works out
Hope it's a positively roaring success
From the rooftops go on and shout!
Gazook, hallelujah and fun stuff upbeat
Before jumping out of your bed
Count your blessings stored in your noggin
There's not a single thing to dread
"Do not love this world"
was a mystery to me
a world full of history and beautiful things
why not love what God has created
the system, the seasons
the things that grow
the new thing you did'nt know
the spinning pin wheel watch it go
do not love this world
or desire to see it's wonders
crumbling under the weight of time
plundered by the dogs of war
polluted by the folks next door
while vacationing abroad
do not love this world
for what so ever the Lord giveth
evil can take it all away
like a thief in the night
we neither know the time
nor the day
or that our freedom can be taken away
by the things we foolishly love
our drugs, our beautiful things
do not love this world
of vain riches, sorry excuses
ungranted wishes, illusive dreams, fantastic schemes
and that job that never did amount to success
our will to live nourished by dreams and wishes
and sometimes
that is all
do not love this world
and count your blessings
my body has not paid the ultimate cost
nor my mind conceived the greatest lost
of what warriors and parents have paid
on the treacherous path that was laid
before the foundation of the world
do not love this world
You are alone,
So what if everybody has gone,
You are not yet blind,
Solution to the problem you just have to find,
Count your blessings,
Not your faults,
You have got it all,
Just don't lose your control,
You can still reclaim your crown,
Just don't bow down.
You may have lost your mind,
Just because the monsters inside your head is controlling your mind,
Sometimes you don't understand the problem is what about,
Because you are wrapped up in your self doubt,
But there is so much more,
Which you can't ignore,
So just forget your past,
And make sure that you are not your past,
Because you can still reclaim your crown,
Just don't bow down.
You can still control your madness,
But there is no logic in your sadness,
Because you gain nothing from misery,
And this is not your destiny,
Put your faults to bed,
Don't loose hopes even if it is the end,
Even if you fall down just get up again,
Because you can be king or Queen again,
For that you have to reclaim your crown,
Just don't bow down.