Least Read Motivational Poems
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 10:12pm
1st Feb 2025 10:12pm
the Danish Imbroglio
a Danish imbroglio
The Danish prime minister is appealing to Europe to stop Trump’s idea of taking Greenland and making it an American state
What he wants not that he is overly interested
is to be sure that no other country places
bases on Greenland’s still-cold soil like Russia
or China
the Vikings when Greenland had a period of thawing had farms there, which tells us the brave Vikings were mostly farmers, their fierceness is a national lie
As for Europe helping look another way they
write the declaration of good intent and should
Say,...
The Danish prime minister is appealing to Europe to stop Trump’s idea of taking Greenland and making it an American state
What he wants not that he is overly interested
is to be sure that no other country places
bases on Greenland’s still-cold soil like Russia
or China
the Vikings when Greenland had a period of thawing had farms there, which tells us the brave Vikings were mostly farmers, their fierceness is a national lie
As for Europe helping look another way they
write the declaration of good intent and should
Say,...
#kindness
#love
#motivational #respect
#motivational #respect
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oskar
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 10:45pm
15th Mar 2025 10:45pm
a shipping accident
The shipping accident
It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea is always a busy seaway
In his cabin, lit a cigarette, sat down and opened his personal computer to send an email to his wife; he had a two-month vacation coming soon and said he missed her and loved her, if she came to Amsterdam, they could travel to Swiss
Then, an almighty shudder, he was thrown off his chair, hastily got up, ran up to the bridge, to his horror, his vessel...
It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea is always a busy seaway
In his cabin, lit a cigarette, sat down and opened his personal computer to send an email to his wife; he had a two-month vacation coming soon and said he missed her and loved her, if she came to Amsterdam, they could travel to Swiss
Then, an almighty shudder, he was thrown off his chair, hastily got up, ran up to the bridge, to his horror, his vessel...
#kindness
#motivational
#redemption #respect
#redemption #respect
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
16th Apr 2025 9:02am
16th Apr 2025 9:02am
QUE FIT NO SERA SERA
"Que Sera Sera;” one of the lies that’s been passed down in ages
A sweet lullaby for the lazy
a lullaby that kills the will
We’re told; “Whatever will be; will be;”
but forget that what will be needs 'Will' to be
Destiny isn’t a scripted play; it’s a field
And man was gifted a tool; the name is "will"
Yet we sit; fold arms; and call it fate
as if the Most High created us to spectate
Not every dream dies because it wasn’t meant to be
Some die because someone refused to will it into being
“Que Sera Sera”; A...
A sweet lullaby for the lazy
a lullaby that kills the will
We’re told; “Whatever will be; will be;”
but forget that what will be needs 'Will' to be
Destiny isn’t a scripted play; it’s a field
And man was gifted a tool; the name is "will"
Yet we sit; fold arms; and call it fate
as if the Most High created us to spectate
Not every dream dies because it wasn’t meant to be
Some die because someone refused to will it into being
“Que Sera Sera”; A...
#fate
#hope
#motivational
#philosophical
#strength
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oskar
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 2:21pm
29th Dec 2024 2:21pm
white horses
White horses
The beach was very long for miles, as far as
The eye could see, but now winter cold.
The farmer and I had gone there to load sand
Into a horse cart
The Nordic sky was magnificent, the sea was
clear and green, are small in this vastness
It was then I saw two white horses riding a crest
of the translucent sea came ashore, snorting and
Galloping yonder.
The farmer didn’t see it, busy, he was eating
The leg of a lamb his wife had given him for
The long journey
Years later, at an art exhibition, a painter had ...
The beach was very long for miles, as far as
The eye could see, but now winter cold.
The farmer and I had gone there to load sand
Into a horse cart
The Nordic sky was magnificent, the sea was
clear and green, are small in this vastness
It was then I saw two white horses riding a crest
of the translucent sea came ashore, snorting and
Galloping yonder.
The farmer didn’t see it, busy, he was eating
The leg of a lamb his wife had given him for
The long journey
Years later, at an art exhibition, a painter had ...
#admiration
#hope
#love #motivational
#love #motivational
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oskar
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 1:56pm
14th Mar 2025 1:56pm
the scent of a sonnet
The scent of the sonnet
I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in
the plot had no tits and wore an evening dress with aplomb….
Clearly, she had not sat on a carpet
in the forest of spring, where the animal of love roams it is
green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring
cat or a puppy that softly barks. It droplets of scents
that makes lovers enamored for a day or s
there is always a tomorrow of regrets for some.
If the woman with small tits happens to sit on a carpet in
the...
I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in
the plot had no tits and wore an evening dress with aplomb….
Clearly, she had not sat on a carpet
in the forest of spring, where the animal of love roams it is
green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring
cat or a puppy that softly barks. It droplets of scents
that makes lovers enamored for a day or s
there is always a tomorrow of regrets for some.
If the woman with small tits happens to sit on a carpet in
the...
#hope
#motivational
#redemption
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 10:04am
1st Jan 2025 10:04am
the 2025 cries
The 2025 cries
It is morning the first after the birth of the new year, the jubilation was tingled with sadness
Outside, the sun shines on our night pale faces
But we feel a certain tristeza, the sun shone
Last year to while we busied around doing this and that, only to see we had forgotten to buy butter, and we have to do the dishes piled up
Like a snow drift in the sink
Who will dress and walk to the grocer the little
Shop that never closes, I suggest to use olive oil on toast but is met with horrified silence
It is morning the first after the birth of the new year, the jubilation was tingled with sadness
Outside, the sun shines on our night pale faces
But we feel a certain tristeza, the sun shone
Last year to while we busied around doing this and that, only to see we had forgotten to buy butter, and we have to do the dishes piled up
Like a snow drift in the sink
Who will dress and walk to the grocer the little
Shop that never closes, I suggest to use olive oil on toast but is met with horrified silence
#courage
#emotions
#motivational
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 4:27pm
5th Apr 2025 4:27pm
the class think
The class thing
I’m working class from the very beginning, my mother worked in a fish factory putting sardines
In the meantime, she went to work before me. My breakfast was standing in the kitchen, eating a slice of bread with margarine. if the school served breakfast, I ate there
I noticed early in life that those who spoke with educated voices got better treatment than we who spoke the street parlance
I tried to speak as the educated did, which made me tongue-tied and deeply shy, but it helped me to get an education of sorts
It was only after stumbling,...
I’m working class from the very beginning, my mother worked in a fish factory putting sardines
In the meantime, she went to work before me. My breakfast was standing in the kitchen, eating a slice of bread with margarine. if the school served breakfast, I ate there
I noticed early in life that those who spoke with educated voices got better treatment than we who spoke the street parlance
I tried to speak as the educated did, which made me tongue-tied and deeply shy, but it helped me to get an education of sorts
It was only after stumbling,...
#admiration
#courage
#motivational
#redemption
#respect
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 10:52am
25th Jan 2025 10:52am
The Ship Sails
High in the mountains,the sun veils.
Cloud dances and ship sails.
They say the magical tales.
Of flying ships,ocean whales.
They say it's full of treasure.
Big,with no specific measure.
They tell he legend of an air ship.
Full of magic and whit.
You can see it in the clouds during day.
If you just look up,far away.
They say it runs by magic.
And nothing tragic happens to it.
Nor to its treasure.
I know it's just a legend.
But this myth about the treasure.
Everyone looked high and low. ...
Cloud dances and ship sails.
They say the magical tales.
Of flying ships,ocean whales.
They say it's full of treasure.
Big,with no specific measure.
They tell he legend of an air ship.
Full of magic and whit.
You can see it in the clouds during day.
If you just look up,far away.
They say it runs by magic.
And nothing tragic happens to it.
Nor to its treasure.
I know it's just a legend.
But this myth about the treasure.
Everyone looked high and low. ...
#hope
#magic
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
21st Apr 2025 10:58am
21st Apr 2025 10:58am
Fireflies At Night
You might not believe your eyes at the sight.
Of a sky,covered in fireflies at night.
Like nightlights far,far away.
That wink at you and save you from your woes any day.
As you sleep,they cover up the sky.
Maybe if you dream of it,you'll end up high.
If you ask me how they shine.
When starlight and shimmer combine.
It's like magic from far,far away.
That help you and comfort you all the way.
And you get a thousand hugs that night.
Of shining fireflies in a great height.
Let them lift you up as one of their...
Of a sky,covered in fireflies at night.
Like nightlights far,far away.
That wink at you and save you from your woes any day.
As you sleep,they cover up the sky.
Maybe if you dream of it,you'll end up high.
If you ask me how they shine.
When starlight and shimmer combine.
It's like magic from far,far away.
That help you and comfort you all the way.
And you get a thousand hugs that night.
Of shining fireflies in a great height.
Let them lift you up as one of their...
#hope
#motivational
#nature #uplifting
#nature #uplifting
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oskar
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 2:11pm
14th Apr 2025 2:11pm
good luck
Good luck
I thought I was dreaming when my computer threw out a mass of information, mostly about things of scant interest, but when it said I had three thousand pages of words on WordPress, I looked up the WP and it was true
My fingers are bigger than the rest of me, and so are my feet, which are bothersome and blue with diabetes, but my hands are milky white and my fingers have short nails in a way perfect for one who writes poetry but not able to sell anything
But soldier on for my benefit, it keeps me sane. Had I been sporty, I could have played golf like Trump. I...
I thought I was dreaming when my computer threw out a mass of information, mostly about things of scant interest, but when it said I had three thousand pages of words on WordPress, I looked up the WP and it was true
My fingers are bigger than the rest of me, and so are my feet, which are bothersome and blue with diabetes, but my hands are milky white and my fingers have short nails in a way perfect for one who writes poetry but not able to sell anything
But soldier on for my benefit, it keeps me sane. Had I been sporty, I could have played golf like Trump. I...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#love
#motivational
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gifteth
AliboTerna
AliboTerna
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2025 10:32am
23rd Apr 2025 10:32am
DARE, SEER
To the girl who froze, yes, like stew in the fridge,
Once danced in jollof sun, now strides a snowy ridge.
Yet still she flies, feathered fierce and rare,
Because every day na another day to dare.
I remember: how you used to wake up at midnight,
Clatter in the flame-lit room,
Spices rising like war chants in smoky bloom,
Just to fix a tight meal that tasted like home.
You stirred pots like spells, with wisdom to pour,
Head sharp like blade, heart rich to the core.
Brains wey de blaze, hands that bless --
Queen of soup and dreams no...
Once danced in jollof sun, now strides a snowy ridge.
Yet still she flies, feathered fierce and rare,
Because every day na another day to dare.
I remember: how you used to wake up at midnight,
Clatter in the flame-lit room,
Spices rising like war chants in smoky bloom,
Just to fix a tight meal that tasted like home.
You stirred pots like spells, with wisdom to pour,
Head sharp like blade, heart rich to the core.
Brains wey de blaze, hands that bless --
Queen of soup and dreams no...
#hope
#inspirational
#love #motivational
#love #motivational
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oskar
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 10:08am
17th Dec 2024 10:08am
the warped tree (edited)
A Warped Tree
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew on Facebook
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since
I got a key to my study in peace to read my latest collection
and found, at times, the poems had an internal rhyme and
were little stories
The pity is that I have to write without a publisher
can't afford to hire one; those I dare to ask run a thousand miles
one of them, a poor man, is a lecturer at Udevalla
Last year, I visited a crooked tree so shy its roots curled
in bashfulness, and its leaves took an autumnal color ...
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew on Facebook
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since
I got a key to my study in peace to read my latest collection
and found, at times, the poems had an internal rhyme and
were little stories
The pity is that I have to write without a publisher
can't afford to hire one; those I dare to ask run a thousand miles
one of them, a poor man, is a lecturer at Udevalla
Last year, I visited a crooked tree so shy its roots curled
in bashfulness, and its leaves took an autumnal color ...
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#love
#motivational
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