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A Poem About The Meaning of Life

 

Today’s poem is about the meaning of life. We all may have different personal views on this subject. I guess this poem expresses some of mine.

 

Life

We all live life,
in our preferred ways.
We share the same river of time,
during nights and our days.

We have become infinitely busy,
with each little task.
On the meaning of life,
we don’t ponder nor ask.

Maybe that’s because,
the answers are clear.
Subconsciously informed,
to seek happiness and cheer.

There’s no destination,
to wait or arrive.
Moments filled journey,
we should constantly strive.

Since happiness begins,
with each unique mind.
Fueled by love,
and to always be kind.

The meaning of life,
is to mutually savor.
Our hearts shall appreciate,
the bliss and the flavor.

by anitapoems.com

 

To me the meaning of life is very simple. It involves sharing experiences with family and friends, and simply enjoying life.
I don’t think there’s a secret formula or anything like that. As individuals, we just need to make an effort to live life with a positive attitude and smile on our faces. Simple things like that, will enable us to live happier and richer lives.

We need to accept our struggles, fears, and pain as ingredients that will always be there. However, we shouldn’t make them our focus, because in doing so we’d be wasting our days. Our limited number of days.

I also believe that we need to understand that we share life and this earth we inhabit, together. Therefore we need to love our fellow human beings, if we wish to be loved back.

Every person on this planet is passionate about something and is good at doing something very well. That’s why I strongly believe that each person must follow his/her passions in life. By doing so, the world will become a better place. Everyone needs to play their role, no matter how small it may seem. We are a world community that will prosper and be happy when we all collaborate and provide our individual passionate efforts into the pool.

The goal is to enjoy both our individual and mutual journey. That’s the meaning of life, in my view.

I hope you enjoyed reading my meaning of life poem.

Cheers,
Martin

A Poem About The Good Life

 

On this chilly November morning, I’ve decided to write a poem about the good life. We may all share different views about what exactly is the good life. However, for me it’s about having the freedom to do what you wish, being able to live life truthfully, happily, and aligned with your values.

 

The Good Life

Some strive for fortune,
and unlimited fame.
It must be nice,
that’s what they claim.

The good life,
is what they truly seek.
About this rare gem,
they constantly speak.

The good life may seem,
like it’s distant and far.
And just a dream,
like a fading white star.

You should remember,
to stick to the truth.
Inside your heart,
there’s passion and youth.

The good life begins,
with simply good health.
Nothing’s more precious,
than this single wealth.

Surrounded by people,
that love you dearly.
Through the glasses of good life,
you shall now see more clearly.

The final door shall open,
with your good life key.
It’s made of your true passions,
and will set you free.

by anitapoems.com

 

We all day dream about the good life, that’s just human nature. Many of us believe that the good life is when we retire, and have plenty of time on our hands to do anything we wish. I’ll agree, that’s a pretty valid argument. Especially if it talks about being free to do what you wish to do.

But does that mean we all need to wait until our retirement? Why can’t we just begin living the good life right now? Or at least our personal versions of the good life.

Honestly, I don’t think there’s anything that’s stopping us from doing exactly just that. I think a lot of it has to do with our jobs. It’s difficult to live the good life if we’re not passionate about the work that we do every day.

That’s just from some observations that I’ve made. It seems like those people who enjoy their jobs, and are passionate about it, are living the good life. That’s why it’s very important to find a job that won’t even feel like a job. But instead it will feel like a hobby.

You may be thinking, that’s much easier said than done. Well, I agree with you. Except we all have choices, and if we align those choices with dedication and perseverance, we can certainly get there.

Let’s look at the good life scenario from a different angle. Let’s say that you don’t love nor hate your job. It’s just a job that pays the bills. That’s how many of us feel. But instead of waiting for retirement, you may dedicate one day each week to something that you love doing. This may include, arts and crafts, sports, or just chatting with friends. So based on that one day a week of total bliss, is it fair to label that as the good life? It depends on your personal requirements of your individual idea of a good life. For someone else a good life is being able to work at a lakefront cottage, away from the noise and clutter of the city (I’ll admit, that’s actually my dream).

So whatever your notion of a good life may be, make sure you strive to live it. I also hope you enjoyed reading the above poem about a good life.

Life is Too Short Poem

 

This morning I’m going to try to write a life is too short poem. I’m sure we can all come up with many things we would like to do more of or try. Off the top of my head, I can think of simple things, including, spending more time with family and friends, trying new activities, eating more ice cream and cake. I guess it comes down to striving to be happy on a daily basis and living in the moment (while planning for the future).

 

Life is Too Short

That life is too short,
we all simply agree.
We must open our eyes,
and honestly see.

The experiences we strive for,
may seem hard to achieve.
They’re within our reach,
if we strongly believe.

Life is too short,
let’s not hold a grudge.
We should encourage others,
not scornfully judge.

If we have a dream,
let’s passionately strive.
Using our courage and hope,
with both feet we should dive.

Life is too short,
we should stop and smell the flowers.
Dance in the rain,
during August warm showers.

It’s obviously clear,
that life is too short.
So let’s spend it with those,
who love and support.

by anitapoems.com

 

When I was younger, I was much more open to greater risk taking. My youthful sense of invincibility with my confidence and competitive nature were not the best of combinations. I understand that for the next 30 years or so, the majority of my decisions will need to be fairly conservative. That’s simply because I know I will need to be there for my wife and kids.

But once I reach a certain age, my life is too short philosophy will definitely kick in and I’ll become an adventuring maniac skydiving, rock climbing, and doing all that cool stuff.

However, there are certain views I will always strive to act upon no matter my age. Since, “life is too short”, I will always work on being kind to others. I will also work on developing deeper relationships with my family and friends.

Professionally, I’ll always strive to create as much value as I can for others. I will make sure to share all my knowledge that I have attained and will stumble upon in the future. I will work on using this knowledge to do good things that coincide with my values (because life is too short).

I try to continuously remind myself to stop and smell the flowers. To not let life just pass me by. But instead, be an active participant. I also promise to always put my family first and to never hold a grudge, (because life is simply too short).

Finally, I would like to wish you my reader, a beautiful life. A life of your dreams. A life filled with amazing experiences. A life with good people that love you for who you are. A life of good health and happiness. I wish you these things because you deserve it, and because life is too short.

Funny Graduation Poem

 

Here’s a funny graduation poem that is meant to be shared with all those new graduates (at any level).

 

Congrats

Congratulations,
you’ve made it, you’re done.
Now go take a break,
and soak in some fun.

You’ve worked so hard,
to get where you are.
You clearly deserve,
a very nice car.

I recommend,
you meditate or relax.
It shall prepare you,
for Mr. Big Tax.

I’m not saying,
it’s all windy with gloom.
Just don’t be surprised,
if you begin with a broom.

Please remember,
you still have your youth.
Watch what you say,
or you may lose a tooth.

At the end of the day,
your diploma looks nice.
I may choke on my food,
if you mention the price.

by anitapoems.com

 

I’m thinking of sharing this poem with my sister on the day of her college graduation. But feel free to share it with anyone you know.

The last verse is definitely my favorite from this poem. It reminds us the cost of higher education these days, which is absolutely ridiculous. It seems they’ve made a thriving industry around educating our youth.

So instead of investing in our youth and making education more accessible and universal, it seems like we’re moving backwards. Countless students spend many years and borrow hundreds of thousands to receive a good education. Many of them will end up paying these loans back over the course of their adult lives. I don’t think that’s very fair.

On a lighter note, I hope you enjoyed reading today’s funny graduation poem, and I hope it makes the next graduate you share it with laugh out loud.

Cheers,
Martin

Celebration of Life Poem

 

I really enjoyed writing today’s celebration of life poem. It’s a poem that you may share with anyone at any time. I hope it reminds others that life is so precious and should be celebrated all the time. Not just on holidays or special occasions.

 

Fly

She was wearing old sneakers,
as she looked up at the sky.
Dreaming of wings,
like a bird she would fly.

To remove built up stress,
the purpose of her walk.
Early evening Wednesday,
felt peaceful silence, with no one to talk.

Her walk morphed into a jog,
more energized with each stride.
Her confidence took charge,
she had nothing to hide.

Each stride accepted her,
both mind and curve.
Her entire existence,
she could clearly observe.

She found a beautiful tree,
and danced like she’s free.
Celebrating her life,
this was the key.

When she returned,
her spirit was high.
She smiled knowing,
like a bird she could fly.

by anitapoems.com

 

Personally, I think the key to being able to celebrate life each day is through happiness. This happiness and joy that I speak of must present in our minds, bodies, and actions.

It’s important to stop ourselves during our daily routines, and consciously observe what we are doing or saying. I try to do this all the time. It’s definitely much more difficult when I’m focused on my work. That’s why I try to incorporate my work with happy feelings, along with my purpose.

For example, I visit my parents once every few weeks. Each time I see them, I try to behave and talk as if we’re celebrating someone’s birthday. So I focus on the little things, including all those moments that we share (where many are funny).

We all have our own ways of feeling happy and celebrating life. Whether it’s a hobby or spending time with family and friends, we should do it with big smiles.

Today’s poem was motivated by how I feel sometimes when my body and mind are fatigued and I lose sight of the big picture. When this happens, I go for a nice exhausting jog. These jogs recalibrate me, and place me back on the right path. Following these jogs, I feel more alive and more human. I begin to think about the people I should call or see, and the things I should do to bring joy to the people in my life.

At the end of the day, I am reminded, that life should be celebrated constantly. Even on a cloudy, uneventful, November morning. It’s 8:35 am, and I am motivated to seize this day, because this particular one, will never be repeated.

A Short Thank You Poem

 

Today’s featured poem will be a short thank you poem. You may share it with someone in your life that you appreciate and would like to thank in a unique way.

 

Just Wanted To Say

Thank you so much,
just wanted to say.
Your actions and words,
have made my day.

You’re nothing short,
of genuinely kind.
I was thinking of you,
right now, on my mind.

My appreciation and gratitude,
truly runs deep.
Without saying thank you,
I couldn’t sleep.

Thank you so much,
just wanted to say.
Allow me to wish you,
a beautiful day.

by anitapoems.com

 

That poem was intended to be a short and sweet thank you. It’s always a good idea to thank others in our life for their kindness and selfless actions.

When we do something kind for someone we know, it’s nice when our deed gets noticed. We feel good inside when we are able to help a friend or family member. That feeling is usually multiplied the moment we receive a thank you, whether it’s verbal or written.

But I think a written thank you note or poem is more effective than just a quick verbal thank you. This is because the recipient will realize that you took the extra time and effort to write or print out your words of gratitude.

These days it seems like many of us will send a quick thank you via a text message or email. That’s how I usually do it, since I’m always immersed in those technologies. But instead of just send a simple thank you with a few words, you may wish to add a little bit more substance to your message by including a short thank you poem. It works like magic.

A Poem about our Mortality and Living Life

 

In this poem, I talk about life. I try to talk about quality of life (subjective). For arguments sake, if I use my current ripe old age of 31 as a marker for one life, then in theory if I live to 93, that’s like living three lives.

No matter how many years or months or days we have left, we need to make a choice. We certainly can’t control many of the external factors that will affect how long we live (sad but true). However, we are empowered to control how we spend each day. Just breathing, or actually living.

I’m not saying that we need to lead a super exciting sky diving type of life. I’m just trying to say that we should cherish and enjoy the simple pleasure of life. Instead of watching TV, we could be playing with our kids or going for a nice walk with our significant other, or participating in club or activity that is close to our hearts. The possibilities are endless, to engage our minds and engage with others. To be challenged. To experience new things and emotions. To cry. To laugh. Let’s not waste our time. Let’s not work so much just to fuel our over excessive consumerism. This is not intended to be lecture. These words are meant to be a reminder to myself.

 

One or Three Lives

Strong and relatively healthy,
I’m thirty one!
Boring routine,
that rising sun.

Let’s contemplate life,
for a split second.
Under ideal conditions,
I’ll see 93, I’ve reckoned.

From this moment,
that’s three lives
Things like nutrition and exercise,
for countless souls it drives.

But does it matter
if we live that long?
If we don’t have a
favourite song?

If I sit her for a thousand years,
staring at the box and drinking a million beers

Would it really matter?
If my entire body,
would suddenly shatter.

Of course not!
We’re not here to rot!

Wouldn’t life be much more
dear?
If we cherished,
every year?

Sure 93 would be nice,
But I’d prefer 31,
with love and spice.

We’ll never predict,
our coffin cries.
I’ll treat each morning,
like I won a prize!

by anitapoems.com

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