Life Quatern Poems | Examples
These Life Quatern poems are examples of Quatern poems about Life. These are the best examples of Quatern Life poems written by international poets.
Life ripples with love's rhythm --- clear
reverberating kindness' hope
allowing hearts that hold each dear
remain vibrant as they both cope.
Against confusion-propelled woe
life ripples with love's rhythm --- clear
while faith lights partners midst truth’s glow
vanquishing angst of deceit’s fear.
Upon faithful devotion’s gear
toward triumphant friendship-tie
life ripples with love's rhythm --- clear
as hearts beat as one, closely nigh.
Tuned gladly with serene refrain
relationship basks in blest cheer
thanking God that along race-strain
life ripples with love's rhythm --- clear.
Heart’s at peace in our sunset years,
which is no mere figure of speech,
since reduced are desires and fears
and heaven’s light seems within reach.
Ambling along in witness mode,
heart’s at peace in our sunset years,
wherein singing to love an ode,
we’re suffused with bliss that endears.
Our destiny God Himself steers,
for now with ego cravings gone,
heart’s at peace in our sunset years,
with each life breath ushering dawn.
According to conscience consent,
going wherever bliss throb spears,
simply by following the scent,
heart’s at peace in our sunset years.
it it feels so proud, the wafting cloud
but what is it without the breeze
yet together they spoke out loud
that they could do just as they please
floating about in the vast sky
it feels so proud, the wafting cloud
but space remains whilst forms will die
so dark fears begin to enshroud
the mist cries to God, Who endowed
all forms manifest with His breath
it feels so proud, the wafting cloud
even though fleeting is its wealth
wake up hermit, pray and atone
shining as God’s light in a crowd
though it has no life of its own
it feels so proud, the wafting cloud
Total 'Time' scheduled for life is unknown !
How may I utilise ? How to manage ?
'Some' fixed deposit : but amount not shown.
Quality 'Time' how may I arrange ?
Only possible approach not to waste.
Total 'Time' scheduled for life is unknown !
Spending every moment on work at best.
Time is passing continuous and flown.
'Money' can be earned, but 'Time' can't be grown.
Time flying forever, won't come again.
Total 'Time' scheduled for life is unknown !
'Money' I can lose, also to regain.
Most valueable currency is 'Time'.
Honouring each second , not be blown.
Precious gift of Nature : Need is prime.
Total 'Time' scheduled for life is unknown !
Through the shadows, God sends His light
A soft prayer, making things right
In this story, you’ll learn of life
His gentle healing of all strife
Blessings fall over souls so bright
Through the shadows, God sends His light
Restoring lives who feel such grace
He is the love that we’ll embrace
Tender love is His gift to all
Hear His voice, follow His call
Through the shadows, God sends His light
Echo of hope, sure to excite
Praise to God, who’s writing my time
In notes of wonder, joy and rhyme
Blessing away the fears of night
Through the shadows, God sends His light
As we navigate this domain,
with past life memory erased,
while most pursue lust and shun pain,
we walk through this dream life unfazed.
We merely act as of God’s will,
as we navigate this domain,
along slopes uphill and downhill,
equal in sunshine and in rain.
Reflex responses we retrain,
our eye mindful and touch gentle,
as we navigate this domain,
the way we look, nonjudgmental.
We’ve surrendered and come undone
and no longer wear ego’s chain,
so nothing by us need be done,
as we navigate this domain.
Quatern is such a perfect verse
From poets we would never curse
Just eight syllables in a line
Written so they’re sweeter than wine
Written so our hearts might rehearse
Quatern is such a perfect verse
Filled with light, life and precious love
A poem of joy from above
Often words seem to fit just right
Stealing the show, lighting the night
Quatern is such a perfect verse
Written by souls who won’t coerce
Just four stanzas reveal a plan
a poem before we began
not a word the heart can reverse
Quatern is such a perfect verse
Dreamy is our gaze as we laze,
we yet feel within throb of bliss,
God’s touch, which always does amaze,
transcending the way lovers kiss.
The outer world holds no allure,
dreamy is our gaze as we laze,
childlike heart gentle and demure,
in this dream that’s a passing phase.
When trapped in thought, life seems a maze
but since we are free from desire,
dreamy is our gaze as we laze,
with no goals for which we aspire.
Doing simply what heart does ask,
in bliss pastures we let soul graze,
with no to-do list and no task,
dreamy is our gaze as we laze.
I’ll go my lone way, come what may,
walk through forest before I rest
to bathe in sunshine, I’ll make way
to walk life fulfilled, I know best.
In blizzard when journey is hard
I’ll go my lone way, come what may,
for like free bird I’ll fly unbarred
from storm far away, I won’t stray.
Keep dark at bay, on course I’ll stay,
for in life whole I know my role.
I’ll go my lone way, come what may,
reach destined goal set by my soul.
En route, you with me I mayn’t see,
my deep dismay I won’t display.
If you drown me in distress sea
I’ll go my lone way, come what may.
When the whole world speaks with one voice
though I'm true when they say I'm wrong
When I'm left with a narrow choice
Who is with me to make me strong?
Do you think that they're always right,
When the whole world speaks with one voice
When they take delight in their might
Should I be sad? Should I rejoice?
In their hearts and minds they're bourgeois.
But they say they live for the poor.
When the whole world speaks with one voice
Are they truthful in their heart's core?
They have killed Lincoln and Gandhi.
How they shrewdly maintain their poise!
Tell me, should I take things blindly,
When the whole world speaks with one voice
Find the source wherefrom thoughts arise
To which end, our will we must bend
That in silence, each breath sunrise
Melding with the void, we ascend
First things first, this truth we must know
Find the source wherefrom thoughts arise
By whose power does our heart glow
Where lies the light that lights our eyes
Life script spun seems a web of lies
We feel we’re in a lucid dream
Find the source wherefrom thoughts arise
In repose atop love’s moonbeam
Staid silence seems the only way
So we cease to weigh, judge and size
Holding patterns of old at bay
Find the source wherefrom thoughts arise
Don’t cherish naive faith on fate !
Build your life with self confidence.
By trial : Your fate, you’ll create.
On your path, gain experience.
Work hard with truth and honesty.
Don’t cherish naive faith on fate
Act courageous with modesty.
Success sure to come, soon or late.
Righteousness must initiate
your path , even if uneven.
Don’t cherish naive faith on fate.
On own strength, life - car be driven.
Proceed for your goal to access.
with own devotion and attempt.
That’s the real path of progress.
Don’t cherish naive faith on fate.
Soul is the dweller of our heart
Feel the ecstasy and essence.
Supreme soul to make me alert
just assuring its existence.
In birth-death-after life, soul shines.
Soul is the dweller of our heart.
Staying in heart, soul to brighten
our path, never leaving apart.
Soul holds the power to exert
in trouble, grief or any need.
Soul is the dweller of our heart.
Soul entwines me : It's fact, indeed.
Similar to essence of Sun :
Essence of the soul to impart.
Energy of soul sure to run -
Soul is the dweller of our heart.
breath by breath with God connected
is the hope that springs in our heart
that bliss pulsations detected
our true life journey can then start
having renounced desires we are
breath by breath with God connected
for though we had drifted afar
we’re always by Him protected
in our heart’s cave we’ve detected,
His presence as bliss magnetism
breath by breath with God connected
we’ve gone beyond every known ism
single pointed is our focus
our earnest prayers perfected
as we sail along love’s locus
breath by breath with God connected
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days.
Too long Past and too short Future
At present, in senile decay.
Does not matter, rue or rapture.
No dynamism., life stagnant,
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days.
Forgotten when progress was vibrant.
All around dark, no shiny rays.
Life has no charm, lustre and glaze
Nothing to expect , nothing to gain.
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days
Only spending time in vain.
Awaiting for last bell to ring
Yet for rest of life, wish to pray
Dynamism again to bring !
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days.