Looking back on how far I’ve come,
God’s kept his promise and word.
Overwhelmed with joy and gratitude,
Experiencing the opposite of expectations.
His faithfulness and goodness is unmatched,
I’m so confused had to do a head scratch.
Falling on my knees prayer form,
Giving you honor and praise is my norm.
I’ve been desiring this for the longest,
Now it’s happening with little stress.
Like, how are you this good to me?
Blessing me in ways that I can’t believe.
Overwhelming satisfaction fills my soul,
Your spirit keeps me intact and whole.
Urging me to remain on this path,
Progressing and excelling task by task.
As the moment arrives ever closer,
The weight is rising on my shoulders.
I know I’m prepared for this occasion,
Leaving children is not his reputation.
Every milestone
Takes a lot of
Dedication and sacrifice
Every anniversary
Brings memories
Every toast
Ignites our passion
Building companion.
Every celebration
Fills the atmosphere
With jubilation
Giving liberation
Paving way for reunion
Looking back to
Where we all began.
Every ink tells a story
Broadening our awareness
Shout-out to a platform
That has united many
Sharpen lives
Healed hearts
Strengthen mindsets
Accolades to the founders
Happy third anniversary
Cheers to a new milestone.
Wicked chocolate slab
Marking a milestone
A table for two indoors
Missing the threesome
Not there, three decades
To jubilate from afar
Toasting another year
Wishing her more power
Torn apart so long
Strangers in the dark
Genes beat reality
Ties that knit tightly
The golden child
Mirroring the original
On top of the world
For a slice of cake
Every birthday's a milestone,
One step closer to heaven,
And tomorrow's another,
Number four-score-and-seven.
I wish I could say growing old has been fun,
But it hasn't,
I'm tired,
All my battles are won.
Still a part of me thinks,
It would be kind of great
To be blowing out candles
At four-score-and-eight.
I just hope when my time comes,
There's no muss and no fuss,
And, fingers crossed,
It's before I'm a century-plus.
Happy Birthday to all you other PS May babies!
The time has come to pack away.
And travel back to the life I hold.
Left behind to cope alone.
A wonderful wife and a one-year-old.
Excitement builds as I touch down.
To see her hair of darkened brown.
Through the gates I could not wait.
To see my baby and hold her safe.
Through the gates with happy glee.
And then I saw what I could not believe.
That little one so soft and cute.
Ran to the gate to daddy's love.
I realised what I had missed for she had grown and walked alone.
And i realised I wasn't home.
But square away I had to do.
And hide the guilt embracing you.
It hit me then like never before.
The milestone misses that are gone forever.
I'm sorry for not being home.
When you took those steps all alone.
Make it up to you I will.
And hide my guilt and never tell.
I'll never speak of the milestone misses.
That ache my heart because I missed them
Arrived alive
departed dead
and the same
may be said
of all who tread
this weary world
of ours
less a milestone
more a speed bump
each Birthday
I perceive
and poetry
is but one way to fill
the waning hours for me
Relationship
New, Introductory,
Testing, Greeting, Meeting,
Friends Judging, Family Mediating,
Nerving, Encouraging, Loving,
Tense, Awkward
Milestone
In the midst of striving with fate,
Searching for dreams that debate,
Here’s the reason not to be afraid,
To try harder and not hesitate.
They’re celebrating milestones in life,
The smile on their face shines, like winning in light.
With glittering eyes and curving lips so positive,
The dreams they’ve drawn are now real, fulfilled.
Crying isn’t always gloomy,
It means another life that shines brightly.
Thinking of a reason to live life to the fullest,
Genuine love as the light that brightest.
The laughter that brings others happiness,
The embrace that gives the feeling warmest,
A hug that touches the heart with faithfulness,
Eye to eye, sharing a love so pureness.
Every love in their flickering eyes,
Struggling sometimes, yet it’s the prize.
The mouth that opens unpredictably,
A heart that beats with excitement and warmly.
Realizing something—the want, not the need,
The so-called freedom offers another lead.
It’s about commitment, it’s about decision,
It’s about something in everything, bringing the conclusion.
On this day of February 2
My reflection back to reckon
The number is 68
Numerical to appreciate
When I think of all my trials and tribulations
My hand is raised in PRAISE without hesitation
Walking in my own blessing
Mercy and Grace
Honor from Heaven
Chosen
Death could have stopped by
Living with every try
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
Living and Breathing Among
Father in Heaven, you are the one
Thank you for life and guided advice
Spiritual like sugar and spice
Firm Foundation
They say when life is on the dearth of faith,
And you know you've then made the growth,
Maybe that's what it means to get.
Strive, strive and let it come,
This is your moment to choose the ultimatum,
One last chance and a one last try,
Take your spirit through the run.
The moment of glory when the world shall see,
What it takes to be called SUCCESS.
My sizzling heart failing around the clock
No light colliding with the dark to spark
But essence dying passively through the dim
Dream's wall burning by the fire of terror
In a second, a sharp arrow infiltrates the soul
And silently overflowing blood around its artery.
Nothing emerged than an insane time,
Everything not set as materialised
There are volatile inheritance bloodstreams
Follows to end up with a quiet destination.
What a life ushers for nought...
No, no satiety to purify the lure in life.
Look at the moon shaded by a cloud
A hard rocky cloud
Cosmos horizon...
Never has it appeared over the sky
Even ancient times have yet to happen.
A silent mourning overthrows the time
A path continues to the graveyard
And I found a frosted body lying
cuddled with dreams.
A scamp life left behind the snag...
A presence of fervent destiny, a final milestone!
How could I not love the level to which you live life perfect, so insouciant
You would walk beside me in heavy rain, with no umbrella; to contentment
We are both happy with our makeup, souls binded in water so succulent
A combination of an unlikely myriad, to which we equally compliment
Each other in a way that no one else would find the same contentment
You are simply a convivial representative for my life's failed acknowledgment
I hope you find this to be your own; a beautiful milestone of combined sentiment
Today marks a milestone
Highlighting life's style shown
A classy, sophistication few women have ever known
An aura shining brightly that is all her own
No longer a child, into a woman she has grown
All the beauty, grace, & intelligence she has shown
Prepares her for the day she must stand on her own
Does she realize she will never face this world alone?
A mother's love is a strength that is written in stone
Forever, will a mother's bond remain a skipping stone
Guiding her daughter as she journeys into a world unknown
An elegant lady transcends from the childhood she has outgrown
Like a mighty Queen sitting atop her ornate throne
Anywhere is everywhere, captivating all places through which she has blown
An Angel, she rises above the challenges out of which she has flown
On a pedestal she will forever emanate radiance outshone
Destynee, an alluring beauty the world has never known
Today marks a milestone
Highlighting life's style shown
A classy, sophistication few women have ever known
An aura shining brightly that is all her own
No longer a child, into a woman she has grown
All the beauty, grace, & intelligence she has shown
Prepares her for the day she must stand on her own
Does she realize she will never face this world alone?
A mother's love is a strength that is written in stone
Forever, will a mother's bond remain a skipping stone
Guiding her daughter as she journeys into a world unknown
An elegant lady transcends from the childhood she has outgrown
Like a mighty Queen sitting atop her ornate throne
Anywhere is everywhere, captivating all places through which she has blown
An Angel, she rises above the challenges out of which she has flown
On a pedestal she will forever emanate radiance outshone
Destynee, an alluring beauty the world has never known
You spoke a new language
of rarefied air
guided nonchalantly
through curving channels of brass
Conduits of cool
juries of jazz
floating past soulful valves
harbingers of what will come
Slender fingers
improvising storylines
magistrates of melancholy
bailiffs of bop
Miles from the mainstream
a milestone of
modern modalities
kind of blue
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