Short Rejuvenates Poems

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Written Savior

my words are my soul, ripped into shreds
once written and twice read...
my mind rejuvenates after the sentence slams out
one breath and two exhales...
Form:


A Poem

A poem is a hug
that fuses
two bodies into one.

A poem is a kiss
that rejuvenates
a broken heart.

A poem is a prayer
written with the ink
of a lover's tears.

Fresh

Heavens above, hold the sky 
Below them lies a life bracket 
In it is a magic crystal of glory 
Men woo and yarn for it always 
It compels emotions and feeling 
Rejuvenates tension and stress 
      Beauty!

Fright Rejuvenates Youth!

Slow up; stepping wearier.
For Time's effect
What in the mind, this path along
Fooling does cross.
They'll vouch for it; these startlements
Sprung upon by.
Whilst heart out its breast jumps, leap
All pools across!
Form: Rhyme

Spring Comes

spring comes 
and re-kindles the candle of love 

spring comes
and re-kindles the lamp of blessed love 

spring comes 
and rejuvenates every lazy heart 

spring comes 
and re-unites every loving soul lovingly


-April 28, 2019, Chattogram


Premium Member Sequence

Sequence



Easy,
Holidays,
Sigh of relief,
Fun and frolic throughout,
Live life !

Short break,
Vacation,
Rejuvenates,
Feasting at our leisure,
Recharged !



Written November 12th, 2014
For contest 'Cinqku poem' by Dr. Ram Mehta

Awarded 2nd place
Form: Cinqku

Premium Member Life unfolding

april brings us
its share of miracles
of life that sprouts
in shades of green

every year the cycle
like clockwork
rejuvenates yet
we are always in awe

spring give rise
to our sense of salvation
and of hope that
we have not been forsaken




AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Renewal

When the heaven’s cry,
it sooths my soul.
The quiet sound, 
beating down,
brings a calm stillness to my heart, 
And natural life to landscape.
It rejuvenates my mind,
Bringing colour to it.
Much like the now green grass 
And red tulips.
Two lips,
Relaxed.
Reciting,
Insightful & hopeful words
of renewal.
© Rachel W  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Zen Mode

vibrancy of aliveness
magnetic and blissful
in wholeness of being
is how our soul throbs

bliss renewal continual
in void-centric stillness
rejuvenates uniqueness
of our creative impulse

orientation celebratory
nonchalant to outcomes
embraces and releases
life flowing through time

08-March-2023

A Transcendental Journey

In my travels 
I seek thee
Amongst the snow capped mountains,
The scenic valleys,
Meandering rivers 
That meets the turquoise sea
The rolling meadows 
And sprinkling streams
The azure sky above
Connect me to the supreme being
A transcendental journey 
That invigorates and rejuvenates me
On a spiritual level

Premium Member Born To Ride

Best believe the best things are free;
Out on the sharpest curve in town,
Ready to floor it!
Nothing like the wind pounding you;

Taking your rumble and a shout
Out to outrun the Sun 

Racing the stars in the rain 
Into overdrive; 15 miles over the limit 
Dust trails dripping down the lane
Every ride rejuvenates the spirit.

Premium Member Do we qualify

Feeling from heart, thoughts rested, our awareness
rejuvenates pulse of soul, ever present 
in the background, yet cognised in staid stillness …
   for those who listen.

Cultivating gentleness, firm our focus,
rapture rises, brought forth by kundalini,
Divine Mother’s caress of sublime delight …
   for souls who are pure.

Premium Member She is our Hero Our Queen

water gives us life
she uplifts us
rejuvenates us
keeps us connected

her baptisms
her wet coolness
her willingness to share
keep us fresh

essential loving water
as important as air
they both keep us alive
without them, we would not exist

we owe much to water
she is our hero
our queen
our connection to faeries and angels.

Premium Member Covid Cupid

Never been married up to sixties, But found each other during covid, Tour around the village during lockdown, Introducing him from the distance. Never ever been infected, Strong immunity at their age, Live happily ever beyond covid, Love-life rejuvenates over sixties. Jan. 4, 2022 3:11pm
Advance Happy Valentines!
© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

My Saviour

Life has its own
challenges
But in the midst of
all that
Somehow I still have
the strength to move
on
Not because I am
strong enough
But it’s who that is
in me that
strengthens me.

So I keep pressing
on, I continue
holding on,
My hope is still
high I won’t let go,
For when am almost
in desperation,
My savior
rejuvenates me.

Premium Member Raining Scales of Justice

drooping flowers crave water 
when sunshine is not enough

freedom craves equality
when unshackled is insufficient

falling rain sees not what it rejuvenates 
falling equally on all it touches

though blind
as an albino bat
raining justice poops
choices as she pleases:

unbalanced scales
a juxtaposed metaphor
of the equality of blindness

Moonlight

Prudence of Moon 
Pulls me in, the Curtain of Stars
Blinds me as it hovers above
The silence engulfs me, Calm and Serene
I gaze into the magical Pond
Hiding the Earth beneath
Its vast and Ethereal Blanket
Adorned with Heaven and Celestial bodies 
The mesmerizing Scenery
Enthrals and Rejuvenates me
And in the tranquil Luminosity of Moon
I take my refuge.

Premium Member Throb of Life

Delusion being merely stagnation by indulgence in narrow cravings of the ego, which once we forgo by polarity rotation of awareness energised attention, our unclinging stance of free flowing innocence, vitalises & rejuvenates the core of our being in stillness sedate.

Spake the Kybalion 
Ancient Hermetic wisdom
Flow with the current 

15-August-2020
Form: Haibun

Premium Member Spring Invites The River To Return

Down where the privet hedge blooms And doves sing their coos A woman feeds the birds Now her life resumes God's love is an ocean And mine a small-streamed river The tide comes in and rejuvenates The small stream's thirst for life Dear Lord in your son's name Let the water flow And my life like spring flowers blossom Amen
Form: Other

Premium Member Bliss and Creativity

will, knowledge and action as the threefold powers are yet incomplete if our consciousness be bereft of bliss and creativity that effulgence renewal blissful, self-referral as expression of being rejuvenates innate aliveness in all realms and domains where we pause awhile to ink the inky black void with beauteous hues of light 20-May-2023

My Reason D'Etre

I thought I had power and might
I could win all my fights
But as struggles came and went
And I would bow down totally spent
You with you love and gentle words
Would always urge me softly forward
There is no corner or any dark place
That can scare me with you in this race
Your sweet honesty and caring truth
Rejuvenates my drooping youth
Now whether storm or sunshine
Your importance to me is divine
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Empathy

Empathy soothes the anguished heart

Alleviates the obscured pain

Rejuvenates your counterpart

Empathy soothes the anguished heart

A blessing hand to make restart

A laudable trait of humane

Empathy soothes the anguished heart

Alleviates the obscured pain


PLACED : 2nd



Triolet - Old or New Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Syllable count: howmany syllbles
Date: 21-08-2022
Form: Triolet

Something Got Me Going

Love sings in perfection
Its defined in every verse
Its the last word spoken
It  explains all that came
first
It is subject in ballads
It rejuvenates even the
Most foolish of us all
Its a classic in any era
It promotes itself with
Its mere attendance
to make all others
Unmentioned and unpromoted
It rewards because of its
Obedanace
Its sweet taste releives
the thirst!

By past present and perfect!
Form: Ballad

Inhale Stop Exhale Proceed

Inhale….stop…. exhale the high rejuvenates my soul for I have sinned in this threshold.. I have seen the top of the mountain, I've been there many times.. I have seen the cloud God's while been up so high; inhale.. ...stop…..exhale proceed my mind is a cloud of wonders for I feel numb inside… the high feels so right I don't wanna hide nor die… don't stop me for been me… I found something I do right…. Inhale...stop……………...flatline

Happy Days In the Rain

The streets clear,
its the joy sheer,
the houses fill,
and all movements are still.
The frogs croak,
the dried plants soak,
yes, its the arrival of the rains,
water everywhere as some crops
are drained.
Vegetation enriches,
rejuvenates new life for the fishes,



rains come and soon they go,
nature exhibits its glorious show,
rains give life, prosperity and vegetation,
its absence causes doom,death
and destruction.
© Gargi Saha  Create an image from this poem.

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