Short Sense Of Belonging Poems
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A sense of belonging,
A heartful feeling,
A caring hand,
An empirical band.
That what you cannot see,
It's deeper than you can't be,
Just hear me, I am here,
Residing inside that always you bear.
from time to time
life sounds a chime
enlivening silence
we bid welcome
to the vibrant bliss hum
our mood celebratory
our only longing
is a sense of belonging
to the all that is
05-February-2023
A sense of belonging
Is it a human need
Innate from birth
Part of the human seed?
Or is a feeling that develops
As we grow and learn
A sense of inclusion and security
As humans we yearn?
The world is becoming
impossible to govern
Each person that island
Donne warned us about
All sense of belonging
in mirrors bespoken
The strength of shared values
—our vanity flouts
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
Too tired to think
Too young to die
Too afraid to dare
Too poor to try
Past prolonging
Sense of belonging
These letters paint brushstrokes
Hopefully better seen than read
This soul can be felt like nothing else
Better alive than dead
Hope the days pass quickly, and uneventfully.
Until inner rhythms in harmony,
create unique peace, satisfaction,
and a sense of belonging.
A mystery,
whose location and origin is felt,
but not understood.
When kindred spirits become close,
and play once again.
True happiness, is not only measured in the abundance
of physical things
Man's desire for a sense of belonging, self worth, love, security
and overall success is only one dimensional
Therefore only when our physical and spiritual needs are
met
One can truly enjoy true happiness in all its dimensions
Anything is possible
For we are all able
Do as I say
Pray
Do as I do
God will help renew
A presence of faith
Through God voice we are saved
Butterfly kisses
Spring will witness
Change in the air
To clean and repair
The sense of belonging
Through God calling
Made it right
Through courage saw light
A sense of knowing
Being content in my individualism
A sense of fulfillment
Being able to accept what I cannot change
A sense of belonging
Being able to recognize what love can or cannot achieve
A sense of maturity
Being able to distinguish what is best for me
A sense of achievements
Being able to be a true leader.
invading each others spaces,
preventing solitude.
touching as we walk, whether by accident or design.
our shadow on the ground, one shadow
fingers entwined,
giggles and whispers.
romance young and new , even if we no longer are.
Once more to feel the sense of belonging
to someone,
with someone.
new hope
Familiarity carved on a strong sense of belonging
And around similar interests, religiously protected
More powerful than the influence of the DNA
In all situations, such identity still stands strong
Love serving as the remarkable evidence, staying
Young even while the relationship ages
night after night
dream after dream
I go to this place
I've never been
how did I get here
where is this place
a spark of memory
a familiar face
a sense of belonging
entwined with a heartfelt embrace
amongst night cold pause
whilst ancient stars grace
day after day
night after night
I cherish these dreams
Granted in starlight
Laughter, to lighten our daily burdens
Insight, to seek the path that is most fulfilling
Faith, in God, family and self
Enjoyment, in the day to day blessings
Togetherness, a sense of belonging to friends and community
Intelligence, to be inquisitive and to question why
Memories, to warm us when life seems cold
Expectation, to grow and blossom
You stand alone
Weathered and torn
Overgrown by weeds and thorns
There is something about you
That I cannot explain-
A mystique that draws me in
As I sit and gaze upon you
You give me a sense of belonging
In a world without understanding
You are the one constant in my life
That gives me peace and not strife
You're more to me than just the
Gray old barn
I watch as we all struggle to find a sense of belonging
Searching for the impossible, I look for my true happiness
Wandering in the darkness
Pretending the light just might exist, though within myself I know the truth
the light is just some thing to hope for, look forward to.
It is just another fantasy created by imagination
It is never going to be over
Form:
Every individual is in search
of sexual gratification,
living in the intensity of emotion;
be it love, a sense of belonging,
the security of a relationship or intense devotion.
We all need to find ourselves completed.
No person can function to full focus if not satisfied.
It has to be a continuous process of discovery and sharing,
unmutilated by conventions.
1/07/17
I have never had a sense of belonging, I have always been strange to a common Joe in the streets, I have remained resolute in my weirdness, a courageous individual of note, I have always chased clouds, my pen has been a friend to me, a loyal friend indeed, powerful beyond measure, I use it to strike the nerve in this resource driven society, the most outspoken genius Outcast in the history of outcasts.
Christmas symbolises a time of giving
It's a time for sharing
Its the season of goodwill and cheer
It means something awesome is in the air
Christmas is about caring
Giving others a sense of belonging
Bringing joy to someone else ear
Christmas is about recognising that Jesus is preparing
That he is the true King and Heir
Christmas is about showing
That sharing is not just a calling
But Jesus saying humanity still cares.
Blazing marigolds of a blazing May
Giving a wide canopy over a shaded pathway
Against a neighbouring tree of fading laburnums
He celebrated with a bottle of Chardonnay
Falling into a dreamy langour
As the laburnums sprinkled in gentle foreplay
Too hot for fowl-play
Many a distress calls of Mayday
Running hither-thither
His hamster decamped
To the cool of my glass ashtray
A sense of belonging everywhere at play
This is one happy birthday!
“Those we love don’t go away,
they walk beside us everyday”,
become our lasting second shadow,
always close to us, we all know.
They fly in our secluded skies,
on silver-lined clouds their love lies,
spreads sunburst spectrum of longing,
swathes our souls with sense of belonging.
They remain in the core of our heart,
no storm of strife can ever set us apart.
We’re with them in journey tough or easy,
till the end of our time with us they’ll be.
Being African! To be an African!
Echoes pride, a resounding cry
to an identity of a unique heritage—
a footprints of an unparalleled cultural identity.
Being African! To be African!
testifies an unwavering faith
an assertion more than just being black
or being a branch in an African tree.
Being African! To be African!
is that sense of belonging
a struggle to assert autonomy
a connection to a unique tradition.
Being African! To be African!
Is more than just being black!