Glowing To Show Its Contentment
One's mission to live,
Determined to follow what is felt...
Deep in one's heart.
May not bring instant fame,
Or glory to impress.
But one's eventual success...
Does not have to be express,
As it is shown!
With an obvious happiness,
Glowing to show its contentment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
What is Success?
Success is not merely becoming wealthy.
Success is not only working for remaining healthy.
Success is not going after fame and name.
Success is not living life for such mind game.
Success is not just taking career to the top.
Success is not staying in a bungalow at the hill top.
Success is working hard for your dreams you believe.
Success is perseverance and efforts till you achieve your deal.
Success is having consideration for everyone.
Success is a strong desire and to live to help each one.
Success is to follow the religion of humanity.
Success is to always remember all pervading divinity.
Success is to follow the principle, “Live and let others live.”
Success is to accept others as diversity of nature; beautiful and alive.
Success is working for happiness of the world, a dedication.
Success is to love everyone unconditionally without any expectation.
poem by Dr.nutan Pol
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Junction
The ways…
They are getting clearer.
The moments are suggesting,
you go on
without looking back.
My mind says,
follow me…
I'll guide you
through the darkness.
I'll show you
the way to succes.
My heart says,
follow me instead…
I'll give you
happiness.
I ask myself
Doesn't success bring
happiness?
Doesn't money bring you
happiness?
Isn't it the way,
the right way to proceed?
To lead yourself through?
There was one time…
A time,
when it was
so simple.
It was clear then…
But now,
it's a mere blur.
Blur of so much ways…
A junction.
I must choose…
Before I continue,
my journey,
An expedition,
through unknown depths…
A journey,
through my mind.
poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
IF I Was On A Mission To Impress
If my mission was to impress,
To effectively address a perceived ego...
Gone unidentified as an awareness.
With a labelling of being arrogant.
I certainly would not begin,
With a depiction of a forest others do not see...
Although walking through it to go unseen.
Nor would I mention with acknowledgment,
My familiarity with each kind of tree within it...
To call each one by name to express my respect for them.
If...
I 'was' on a mission to impress.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Do And Be You
Going through the motions,
As if programmed to impress...
With nothing left but an emptiness,
Only a felt loneliness can address...
Is less than living one's life,
Confessing a happiness lived.
Do what is loved.
Do what is liked.
Do and be you!
Sleep nights.
And have no regrets,
Of having to stretch that last dollar.
Think about it.
There are those wishing they had peace of mind.
And they have surrounded themselves with things.
With the hope that these 'things' will bring them,
A feeling of a sense of accomplishment!
And nothing done reflects anything that came,
From their own creativity to express.
And things will never bring one contentment.
Only a documentation to prove time spent,
Doing something for someone else paid the rent.
Do what is loved.
Do what is liked.
Do and be you!
Sleep nights.
And have no regrets,
Of having to stretch that last dollar.
Your worth is invaluable.
And if that is known...
Your abundance will always be obtained.
Since priceless is your presence.
And someone is always going to want...
Something deemed and thought of as precious.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Several Ways to Express Success
To succeed for many,
Is a need to see...
An obvious public repetition done,
Of someone feeding greed.
Few accept success to be,
A feeling to live healthy and basic.
And happy to be blessed,
Getting the simpliest of provided needs met!
I guess there is several ways,
To express success.
But one has to feel what suits them best.
And not let success be someone else's interpretation.
Or become depressed...
If another's attraction towards a created success,
Does not stimulate or give...
The same arresting sensation to satisfy and digest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Success? ? ! !
Success for some people is the most important thing earned in ones life… But how will you measure success? ? ? Is it enough to say that “You obtained the highest position in a multinational company…”. “You graduated from a prestigeous schools” and earned the highest honor”… Yeah! ! ! it is certainly true that it brings so much joy, happiness and glory….But why there are some people who have evrything in life but seems still unhappy and uncontented? ? ? Maybe there is something missing in there life…But What is that missing thing? ? ? Having everthing on earth brings you the power…
Success comes within… This success gives you the real meaning of happiness and victory eternally…Success makes you humble, meek and simple… It helps you to bring out the best in you…The pure heart and kind deeds…Success comes from GOD… It is the innermost happiness that is really hard to find for those people whose hearts are after the abyss of wealth…
poem by Diane Montemayor
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Passion Of Life
To achieve something great in the world you need Passion
To fulfill vision, a great leader’s courage comes from Passion
Whatever it may be, you must find your Passion
If passion drives you, let reason hold the reins
Follow your passion and success will follow you!
Never underestimate the power of passion
Without passion religion is spiritless
Without Passion history is meaningless
Without Passion art is useless
Follow your passion and success will follow you!
When you take up a mission with passion
There are no dreams too large
No innovation unimaginable
No frontiers beyond reach
Follow your passion and success will follow you!
Our passions are the winds that propel our vessel
Our reason is the pilot that steers her
Without winds the vessel would not move
Without a pilot she would be lost
Follow your passion and success will follow you!
There is no end and there is no beginning
There is only the passion of life
Passion is universal humanity
Passion is the genesis of genius
Follow your passion and success will follow you!
********************************************* ************************************
poem by Pooja Natarajan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Exuberance
When I feel and know it,
Only then will it exist.
A happiness felt and within me shown...
With an exuberance I can't resist.
Some wish for objects,
To shine with a light that bright.
Something to feed someone else's appetite.
But I have prayed all my life,
To express and highlight...
How wonderful my life is now.
How wonderful it is to be blessed with it.
When I feel and know it,
Only then will it exist.
A happiness felt and within me shown...
With an exuberance I can't resist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Happiness And Success
Looking ahead I see happiness and success.
Both related and having a ball.
Hardship and toil the prerequisites to achieve both, starting from preschool we prepare
From a distance they look glorious our final resting place.
Once there we will embrace success but will it be a fading novelty and happiness nowhere in sight
I am still on that road, yet somehow I seem to know the outcome. Success alone will not be my happiness. Yet as if I have been programmed I strive for both.
I know or perhaps I should say I think happiness is contentment in the present, acceptance of the now, staring the journey in the face, accepting the bumps and not losing hope.
It is easy to say but hard to practice. Most of us are in mode of waiting for something to happen, something better.
Each day passing us by like a blur while we prepare for the big pay day.
poem by Serwaah Debrah
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Dead of Night
death, so sweet, so right,
Please show my your love, in the of night.
You've shown me love, like no one else will,
You're so quiet, so still,
Come show me the way, I will follow you.
Show me something new,
Other than pain other than.
Please bring me my fate.
I cut myself to honor you, to show you how I feel.
show me the pain, I've tried to make real.
I wait here, I wait alone.,
For you to come to me, bring me to your thrown.
I'm ready, I want to go.
Tell me what you know.
Death, so sweet, so right.
You have come and now I follow you in the of night.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Values
Sometimes we do things
hoping to succeed
only to impress someone
to make them like us more,
but in our haste to impress
we are flawed by mistakes
and success eludes us
at every turn of the road.
Then when those we wanted to impress
fade out of our lives
and we look back
at what we have done
we realise we don’t
need to have to impress anymore.
We then start to do things
for ourselves
and slowly our success
is finally realised.
15 April 2008
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Jaundiced view?
We fail because we never learn
the lessons that the past can teach.
The sound advice we choose to spurn
will place success beyond our reach
The question is what is success?
To have the latest gadgetry
Apparently the answers yes.
although they are not necessary.
Technology moves on apace.
Things soon become obsolete.
The greatest failing of our race
We are determined to compete.
Instead of working side by side
to benefit everyone.
The powers that be will still decide.
That they’ll be better on their own.
To show the rest they are the best.
Which fosters greed and selfishness.
What does it matter if the rest
are left to live in wretchedness..
Me first, me first the constant cry.
I do not care a toss for you
You cannot win if you don’t try
to stay ahead the way I do.
I will succeed at any price
and you will pay for my success.
I know that I will not think twice.
My only aim is to impress.
I choose to live in luxury
I see no reason I should not
Although you live in poverty
I will not share what I have got.
It’s human nature at its worst.
I see no signs that it will change.
Our creed has always been me first.
I do not find it to be strange.
But then I am a realist
I view the world cynically.
and not as an idealist
would like to see it be.
03/09/2009
http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
You Want to Gain...What?
You want to gain...
What?
Fame, fortune and wealth?
To feel you are above everyone else?
To deal them with teases...
Just to please yourself?
You want to gain...
What?
Attention you insist belongs to you?
To set pretensions upon their point of view.
What does this 'really' do for you?
Would this erase your insecurities...
And those obscenities that you spew?
You want to gain...
What?
A dignity and pride...
With 'things' and objects,
You believe holds a head high.
Or eyes on you!
To be awed by a fake persona.
And left transfixed...
By your masquerading of it!
You clearly feel an emptiness.
And this you keep inside.
Nothing you choose to express to impress...
Will ever address what you deny!
And an identity unknown...
Seems to leave you depressed,
With regrets.
This is shown!
And moving forward beyond this...
With determined steps,
Will not gain you what you wish.
If you are too afraid...
To expose and admit,
Mistakes you've made!
But you insist...
None are there to fix.
You want to gain...
What?
A way to disguise your blemishes,
There and appearing.
Or a way to escape from your flaws?
No one finds endearing.
Which of these do you believe can not be seen?
You want to gain...
What?
Another life?
One you don't find,
So disgusting?
To live one that is lived perfectly right!
One you wished you had lived less distrusting.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
~Smile~
We all smile to show our happiness,
We use it a lot, Yes,
Smile can be fake or real,
Its used to show or hide how we feel,
Fake smile is shown when,
Pain in heart rises,
And real smile is shown when,
Unexpected happiness doubles in sizes,
Natural or Not,
But its better to show a real one on the spot,
Let us be honest,
the only time we show the real smile is when someone has touched our heart,
and when we show the fake smile,
is when someone has tear everything apart,
Yes we show our fake smile,
to show people that we are okay so they wont revile,
Its hard to put on a real one as your hurt,
And yes we try to heal it as we flirt,
Its time to face the fact,
Showing a fake smile is like showing a fake and stupid act,
Put every pain to the side and smile for now,
not for someone,
But for everyone,
and show it as we are endowed.
poem by Marop Aron
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
One's Success Felt
A feeling from one expressed,
And shown to another...
There is a caring that is addressed,
Is enough to leave one inspired...
With motivation.
Since one's success felt,
Usually ignites when others are pleased.
No matter how minimal or great the deed.
If 'someone' is there caring heights can be achieved.
And with a doing done not to impress...
But just to do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Unwanted Company
I have this moment of joy
That a new day has come.
The feeling of happiness that you are gone.
Then, the heaviness sinks in
You are still here!
I do not want you around me
The feelings of sorrow and sadness that you bring me
What have I done to attract you?
I do not want you.
I bare the dagger in my heart
that you have placed
I can not remove it
you are much stronger.
I have everything
that a women desires
except the company of you.
I know this is who you are
But, please I do not want you.
I always remember the days
When you haven't found me
The joy, the felicity
The happiness I felt
how I miss you happiness
I still put a smile on my face
that you can not
take away from me
If it's real or not
I will never give that to you.
I know deep down inside
happiness we will meet again...
poem by Elpida Sarnacchiaro
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
With No Need To Keep It Questioned
If it is reached,
And one can keep it all.
That's not a selfishness.
Although successiveness is fetched.
And a success...
That is one,
Quite successful.
If it has been earned.
And that earning has been stalled...
It may upset,
The ones who have no patience left.
A success is success.
With no need to keep it questioned.
Getting up and falling down,
Determined to get off the ground...
Is a success.
That connects to what's successful.
Feeling that there's something owed,
Because that's what someone is told...
Isn't success.
Since tests will come to wrestle...
To undo and detach,
A happiness left.
Getting up and falling down,
Determined to get off the ground...
Is a success.
That connects to what's successful.
Feeling that there's something owed,
Because that's what someone is told...
Isn't success.
Since tests will come to wrestle...
To undo one's happiness.
If it has been earned.
And that earning has been stalled...
It may upset,
The ones who have no patience left.
But...
Success is success.
With no need to keep it questioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
In the spirit of Rumi - 14
I will create you,
I shall name you;
I will show you happiness; then
I shall show you sorrow;
I will show you sorrow; then
I shall show you happiness;
and in the one, you shall know
the more about the other;
I will show you rest; and
I shall show you restlessness;
and in experiencing one,
you shall know more of the other;
I will show you all that is old; and
I shall surprise you with all that seems new;
I will show you the Unchanging and Eternal, and
I shall show you the changing and the impermanent;
and when you have tasted both of these
you will know more of Me;
I will have you taste the One;
I shall have you taste the many;
and when you have tasted both of these
you shall know more of Me;
I shall show you every opposite that you or I can name,
for I am, all opposites;
and when you have known all opposites
you will know Me beyond all opposites;
I will show you love, and
I shall show you lack of love;
and knowing these, you will become
all the more the loving; and
although you will forget my love for you,
I shall never cease to love myself in you; and
although you will deny your love for Me, or that I exist,
I shall never cease to love myself in you;
but as lovers do, I shall tease you; for
so lovers show each other their true heart;
and so, you will know, as lovers do,
that you are Me and I am you;
I will show to you My smile of love;
I shall speak to you My love’s message.
And if you ask more of Me than all these,
I will show you glory upon glory;
and if you ask yet more of Me than this,
I shall brush you with an angel’s wing
and pour out the honey of my love for you
and show you, dazzled by the world, how you are yet Myself.
poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The journey of endless destination
Waking from my sleep,
I saw a faint flickery ray of disaster,
the disaster, not to say, Oh! not to say,
inviting heaps of sadness, not known,
rain of sorrows,
carrying many many drops of soberness,
and endless tears,
over the mortal body
of immortal fame and success,
The success,
free from this world of envious visions,
free from the spider web of family and foes,
For the end is not another day and dusk-
but permanent.
The wakeless sleep,
which will bring,
soothing peace and perseverance in the disappeared soul,
causing untold grief amongst us.
*The pain and suffering encountered at the expense of the sudden demise of a beloved person is shown. It says that the success and fame of the departed soul is immortal.
A free action
express freely
it may not look silly
your intention of retaining
the desire for love maintaining
it has to go from your direction
reach out to the people with real affection
show it to them that it is love for peace
we all live with harmony and at ease
What may make others to wonder?
As the clouds appear with thunder
it may rain heavily with shower
touching the roots for birth of flower
Who can stop this natural process?
you are gifted with an open access
You were observing it all along
nothing can go out of hand or wrong
You may not be able to convince
they can not be compelled to show or evince
for sacred love to be shown to fellow man
it is show of eagerness that any one can
it will be too late to regret or express sorrow
it can not be left for uncertainty or tomorrow
The love has its origin from eternity
it has to be expressed and shown with fine quality
You may have solid return
sometimes you may have same turn
you are earning a praise from deprived
the long term effect can not be believed
The love and affection is not the commodity to show
it is essence of life and naturally grow
we are not used to difference of opinion
we need to appreciate if it existed in companion
There is enough room and space to fall in line
it must be shown that you really feel it fine
the time pass off within no time to come
there won't be anybody later on to welcome
Show the willingness for all kind gesture
you have seen its utility for the future
the world can be built effectively on good will
the stones should not be used with flowers to kill
It will have far reaching consequences and effect
the kindness is seen in hidden act
the love is understood by all and is common fact
it should be shown tenderly without any tact
There is no other short cut or easy option
the show of strength or wealth is ruled out of question
the simplicity is not seen with cordial relation
the joy and happiness mus come out with elation
the love can not be measured
it is to be shown and assured
in its simplest form and must be shown
with warmth and affection to be fully grown
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!