Short Gratifying Poems
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Find in your heart
reasons to praise
lifting the spirits
of those you gave.
Such simple kindness
goes a long way
gratifying for giver
and may brighten their day!
Lovely.
Entrancing
Unblemished
Voluptuous
So intoxicating
Simply irresistible
Such a welcomed part of my day
So enormously gratifying
That’s my idea of the perfect sunset
From when I was young
my mother always
told me
there is an ethereal light
peeking out
from the tunnel
of darkness
secretly guiding me
to my lifelong destiny
of gratifying greatness!
Oh, luring lust,
Your trail of gratifying sensual rewards
Never
Could lead, onto the sanctified highway
Of divine bliss!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
27 FEBRUARY 2015
Bliss clouds swim amongst rhythmic currents in gorgeous ocean skies
Fearless leaves tame zephyrs free falling nature’s charming sunrise
Motion surely is elegant in gratifying eyes
Just watch her move, just watch
COHERENT IMPRESSIONS-:-
preferred
echoed
elemental
eloquent
feelings
with AMBIGUITY
gratifying
vanished
urbanisation
preserving
faience
in ORNAMENTAL MONOTONY
arresting
imaginations
anonymous
acquaintance
unity
Another Beiderbecke
Compact disc
Exacting feverous,
Gratifying harmonious
Idyllic Jazz.
Kings, Lords, make noble
Obeisance portraying
Qualifying
Ratifications.
Some, tendering
Unqualified verity, when
Exuberant youth
Zonked!
© Harry J Horsman 2010
Lustrous eyes bewitch me
As if a spell of gratifying love is cast
I can't flee
I have no hold
And control over my actions
Untold
To take
Counter steps to
Break
Lustrous eyes bewitch me
And control over my actions
Break
Bias inbuilt, towards beauty
Gratifying senses
Moments when love is off-duty
Faulty inferences
Each form essence divine
Let’s gently hearts align
Under the oneness sign
The way we tilt
Bias inbuilt
11-December-2021
Quietus
Famine
Feverish, desperate
Suffering, threatening, punishing
Surplus,excess,abundance,glut
Gratifying,pleasing,nourishing
Satisfied, full
Satiety
Spring
vibrant, lively
gracing, praying, gratifying
flowers, sunshine, leaves, legends
gentling, kissing, breathing
crisp, faithful
Autumn
Spring or Summer Diamante Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
April 25, 2021
The truth is in sight...
Many sight it and don't believe...
Many sight it and do not accept it...
Is the truth is reality!
The lie is quite preferred,
because it is unreal, and this
most charming...
for many the lie
it is gratifying,,,
It's similar to drug ecstasy... !
very hotsy yet heartfelt,
steamy words oh so svelte,
death by love as as rythym helps,
a lovely way 4 dying,
i would never be denying,
the glory of ascent,
explosion gratifying,
poor johnson aint quite bent,
satisfying...
Don
re : Therese Bacha
Embrace My Hot Body Tonight
Hiding behind
dark Ray-Bans
frees me
so I can be
someone
other than me..
a voyeur
perhaps
to see
with my vision
focused casually
lingering leisurely
longing, lustfully
wandering
wherever it is
gratifying
visually
or satisfying
my desire
to not let you
see
who I really am.
At twenty past I'm home at last,
the brass plate spells my name;
come inside!
familiar and gratifying,
slippers by my bed still lying,
dressing gown and cap are crying,
here abide!
The sheets are turned and ready.
I leave the night and take a final bow,
grateful for the here and now.
At twenty past I'm home at last,
the brass plate spells my name;
come inside!
familiar and gratifying,
slippers by my bed still lying,
dressing gown and cap are crying,
here abide!
The sheets are turned and ready.
I leave the night and take a final bow,
grateful for the here and now.
a wreath of roses, seductive.
gratifying as fine wine,
when faded from the lips
and nectarous symphonies die,
reverberates in the hearts
its scents, long a dweller; a sacred pill
for brokenness,
a muse for ecstasy
The refrains - pervasive in the air,
land, and water;
This gift from the gods.
She felt utterly drenched
in his intoxicating poetry
whetted her insatiable
hunger for allegories'
drunken semblances,
quenched an arid thirst
parched of reality,
as she fully indulged
a 'roused appetite
amidst gratifying
brandied fruits &
abundantly aromatic spice
of his arduous delights
Blackberries big as my thumb
Grew along our country lane
I'd fill a pail for my Mom
For her to deal with
She'd fix blackberries with cream
And jams for her fresh baked bread
Plus luscious blackberry pies
Gratifying me
Placed No. 2 Sara Kendrick's "A Pleasant Childhood Memory" Contest - June 2012
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N ightfall opens the door to communion
I ntriguing the hours of reunion
G enial, gratifying minutes engrossed
H eavenly, harmonious, honest riposte
T asted tender seconds of love's pleasure
F aithful love to remember forever
A ll consuming desire my endeavor
L uxurious time in the cool nightfall
L oved above measure, His love so befalls
The Morning's beauty
embraces my existence
its radiant sunlight so intelligent
dispenses its vividness.
Unselfish it caresses the Earth
cleansing itself with sprinkles of dew
exhaling shallow breaths like whispers
of mellow breezes.
Enhancing its nakedness with blue
spacious skies,continuing a repetitious
command in obedience to gratifying
all mankind.
Form:
I had to chop some ice today
To free my snow-blocked car.
The sun was my assistant,
Helping soften from afar.
I borrowed from the handyman
A strong long-handled tool,
Which worked better than a shovel
And was really kinda cool.
It’s a gratifying feeling
To accomplish what you must
For when taking care of business,
Stress and worry bite the dust.
Horning In On
(Horn Humorous Style)
H How
O Odd
R Remains
N Names
I Infinitely
N Not
G Gratifying
I In
N Numerical
O Abstinence
N Not required and no longer needed
Ho Ho Jim Horn
Someone help me with name of style and format.
I called it bereavement and sad someone would
want to call this poetry.
Form:
No one has that voluble to alter my thought
Towards the confines of the mortal world
When the futile began to repent for being guilt
Despite they vitiate their counterpane to proud
I've now siezed all the majestic course
To pageant and impart all the morals
Homage is what I'll do to be gratifying pride
And defeat all that dense over their depressions
A poem is written to be read
If only by the poet.
Of course, it's gratifying if
To others she can show it.
But oftentimes, the words remain
Just floating there, in limbo,
The writer standing to the side
With head cocked, arms akimbo.
Yet even if no feedback comes,
The poet's had her say
And when she reads what she has penned,
She smiles and feels okay.