Life Poems, Poetry about Life

Monet’s Waterlilies

Today as the news from Selma and Saigon
poisons the air like fallout,
I come again to see
the serene, great picture that I love.

Here space and time exist in light
the eye like the eye of faith believes.
The seen, the known
dissolve in iridescence, become
illusive flesh of light
that was not, was, forever is.

O light beheld as through refracting tears.
Here is the aura of that world
each of us has lost.
Here is the shadow of its joy.

This poem was written/submitted by Robert Hayden.

Move On

Move on….?
Great words to say….
But its hard to do so….
I know my capacity….
I know my mentallity….
I know i have short comings….
I may not be perfect….
I have a heart to love and say sorry and admit my mistakes if theirs any….?
Move on….? Yes….The best way….
Accept me or not….
Throw me or not….
Your still in my heart and in my mind….
Coz your been a part of me….Moving on….?
Yes….Everyday i move on…
And every move on we makes us grow in our life…..

This poem was written/submitted by mirage@mahusay aken11308.

Never Forget

No matter what happens,
No matter what you do,
I hope that you will stay the same.
I hope you’ll always be you.
God made you special,
No one can take that away.
So when the problems call
And the darkness falls,
Never forget that someone cares about you.
Never forget your dreams;
They aren’t as far away,
As you might think they seem.
Let nothing get you down,
And when the times get rough,
Simply smile like a circus clown.

Please let me am what I am….

I am not asking for a bounded love
I am not asking for any support
I don’t want sympathy
I don’t want any knot

Without fear I want to fly
Completely opening my wings
I want to cover whole sky
Playing tunes on my strings

I want my love to be unquestioned
I want my life unpredictable
I want situations to be unrevealed
I want tears unavailable

I want silence
Peaceful not conflicting
I want smiles
Humble not irritating

Let me live like it’s a new day
Let me live up to my name
Please let me catch a new ray
Please let me am what I am….

This poem was written/submitted by juhi.

Poems Express Feelings

Poems express feelings.
They can lighten almost any load.
Loads too heavy and cumbersome for our shoulders.
Shoulders that have withstood so much.
So much pain, anger and love.
Love both ugly and beautiful.
Beautiful in the eyes of loved ones.
Ones who can see through any mask.
Masks that can be hidden in plain sight.
Sights that are known as poems.

This poem was written/submitted by Alexandria Kreikemeier.

Reason to live

you came in my life like a spring
and spread joy all around me
beauty every where i can see
most pecious is you, i ever achieved
because you have given me reason to live

your presence in my life
is always i have seeked
you make me laugh,you make me cry
but you are mine,i always believe
because you have given me reason to live

my life is yours but you are free
without you i don’t have to live
my heart always throbs for you
when it will end,you can only know

let the world speak but you never retrive
because you have not only given me
but you are my reason to live

This poem was written/submitted by juhi.


People appreciate your work when you die.
Or they praise with grudging admiration.
So my words make them envy, before I say goodbye,
I might as well burn them alive.
I cut bor and add excit to ing,
Inexplicable, take a moment to savvy
How I make boring poetry exciting.
Now when it’s dark, I’m lightning.
Who paid visit when I was wrestling
In pain, they were busy watching soccer games.
While I was bleeding verses from my veins.
I’m born Royce in the midst of eight hundreds,
Jealous toys know, but can’t admit.
So they want me dead.
I keep telling them, this meth is immortal.
One man’s drug is another’s fatal.
Respect is magma, lava will surface someday.
Deliberately you wait,
May be after I decay.
Till then, all you have to offer is hate.
In self-pity, no tear drops but within you’ll cry.
True Requiem will balance your lies.
You are looking for a shoe of right size.
When you can’t even appreciate the Shoemaker
Right before your eyes.

This poem was written/submitted by Gaurav Juyal.


sometimes in life we are not active
for making our creation crteative
In series of mountain and group of fountain
We are not prepare for situation
which involves flactuation

In death of some
And difficulties come
Sometimes we are not there for tears
And seems path is not clear

we don’t get love
And friendship of dove
Some are alone
Some are shown

Sometimes we don’t show sadness
And sometimes we cry in madness
We sometimes pray for peace
But in return sorrow we recieve

This happens sometime that we feel guilty
for our own cruelty
In world of time
We tend to get punishment for our crime
And it is necessary to balance us with lifeline

some times we miss someone
and also his love
His belongings are like moments
which were in past spent
That is why we are not active
for making our creation creative………..

This poem was written/submitted by Vishal Singh.


Sometimes words can’t describe what we feel in our hearts.
Sometimes no matter what we do, things still fall apart.
Once you’ve been hurt, it’s hard to not build up a wall.
You can’t let anyone get too close – afraid you might fall.
But what you don’t see is you’re hurting yourself…
Unable to get close to anyone else.
Feeling pain is better than feeling nothing at all.
You will regret holding back, but that’s your call.
When you find someone who makes you smile, don’t be afraid and shut them out…
Enjoy each and every moment ’cause that’s what life’s about!

This poem was written/submitted by Jenny Morehart.

Thank you for the gift of life

Thank you for the gift of life,
For letting me be me,
For all that I can know by words
And all that I can see,

For all the music I can hear
And all the songs I sing,
For all the joy that comes to me
And all the joy I bring,

For all the food that I can taste
And all the sweet scents smell,
For all the loved ones I can touch,
Who love and wish me well,

For all the beauty of the world,
Ever fresh and new,
I don’t know who else I can thank,
And so I’m thanking you.

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