Short Well Being Poems
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What is love? Is it loving? Is it making love? Is it feeling? No, it's simply being.
Picnic by Jimmy Boom Semtex
Jump for joy
Jubilantly spleen laughs loudly in the sleep leads
Jump well for the well being
Jams for their jeopardized life.
Are tenderness and
Venomous to those who seek
Catastrophe be
Is it nature or nurture
Temperament well being.
Written: 10/20/15
Those who for the well-being of others toil heavenly bliss as reward them awaits!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
29 November 2017
*Back for today
Africa has a lot of wealth,
in minerals and natural resources,
which if explored well would sustain
our livelihood, and well being;
than depending on foreign hand outs!
Happiness is having values
in our lives...
The more positive the values
that matter, the more complete
our well-being will be...
Love is what counts!
Pristine, precisely clipped greens
Rolling fairways flanked by majestic trees
Water hazards imperil a golfer’s well-being
~ While in Saudi, sand traps greet the King
needle piercing
the heart
puncturing
the soul
emotional
estrangement
from desire
causing distress
to spread through
the state of being
interrupting the
state of well being
My LOVE
She’s my spirit
a soul my attractionate
confidante my well-being
my given one from God
12/29/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
PENSEE POETRY TYPE
The Selfish Unconcerned for the Good Well-Being Association
The Selfish Unconcerned For the
Good Well-being Association only takes in
those who can
use their left and
right hand with the
same ease.
the sea sparkles this morning
a million diamonds floating
a reflection of light
from the warm southern sun
each one a wish for you and me
for health and happiness
atonement and well being
peace and harmony
A destiny found,
purpose realized,
a meaning to life
gladly embraced by
myself, me and I.
Secure and safe
with awareness
of inner needs
for well-being.
A loving
sense of self
transcends through:
myself,
me and
I.
the cold
dulls
subtle senses,
sterilises
well-being:
unsettles
the positive
induces
futility
vanquishes
desire-
and in silence
kills
Drifting on blest silence
of new day’s morn
Relishing a new light
through reflection
Cheerful well-being glows
like a newborn
Ready for day's promise
life’s direction!
POVERTY
penurious, needy
beggaring, needing, suffering
destitution, indigence; affluence, riches
well-being, succeeding, thriving
successful, robust
PROSPERITY
written January 17, 2022
I would wake to a HAPPY HOME
Filled with luxury of SINCERITY
Heirs of our dreamy but STABLE FINANCES
Generous health that takes us on a good DIET
Pots of general well being
Starched in all round settlement, oh my WEDDING
Poetry is meant to inspire the reader
to give his heart wings
help him think thoughts deeper
So, why is it in trying
to elevate the reader so
the poet his own well-being foregoes
We've extended great thought
to cure bodies and minds,
yet the well-being of our souls
still rests in the hands of God.
The lack of that understanding
could be why so many
spend so much time in recovery...
Someday. In old age.
My well-being will be in the hands of:
Underpaid cutters and x-addicts
serial texters and sadists
tide pod eaters-assorted derelicts
the odd minister,
lost Christmas carolers...
I pray to remain somewhat fit.
Death is fast.
Severe
mean
unkind
Ruins our sense of well being
Throws us up in the air
slams us into walls
Throwing unbidden
feelings at us,
emotions which
we cannot name
There is no name
furious
unfair
unkind
severe
death
everyday gentle touch ~ well-being enlightenment and guidance
1/1/2023
Philippians 4:19And my God will supply
every need of yours according to his riches
in glory in Christ Jesus.
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Love.
You do.
What is love?
Do you know it?
True love is Selfless.
It doesn't think of self.
It wants to serve the lover.
It desires lover's well-being.
It thinks only about lovers joy.
Lovers happiness is predominant.
Again to myself i am left with to gather my thoughts which has proved to be very hazardous to my well being the torment i have endured in my history has left me to grieve and regret what else is there left for me to do but suffer through this new bestowed life
innate
roots
of identity,
a circular
narrative
on a trampoline
of emotion:
a voyage
of discovery
of private
passion
to express
to caress
to impress
yet...possess..
well being
Worry can sometimes steal my muse, quickly taking it away
I worry about the well-being and safety of others now
I pray they will get through this difficult ordeal, somehow
But the worry brings a blank page to mind, less writing today
Heidi Sands
9/8/17