"congratulation" poems
Poverty's everywhere
I don't like charity
You don't like charity
He doesn't like charity
She doesn't like charity
They don't like charity
Congratulation we've created poverty
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 4:47 PM UTC
My dentist, at the time, was a woman,
a young woman,
an attractive young woman.
As she leaned very close above me,
busily engaged
in repairing my broken tooth,
I, laid back horizontal in the chair,
had nothing to look at but her face,
and more particularly, her eyes.
She, however, concentrating the whole time on my tooth,
was not considering
where I might be looking.
The task at last finished,
once again on my feet,
I noticed what I had not seen before.
My lovely young dentist
had put on some weight
just round the middle.
As I smiled at her
and put out my hand to hers
- in thanks or congratulation? -
she leaned towards me
and returned my smile
most charmingly.
What could I do?
A formal British handshake?
No! A small kiss on the cheek,
and then, in continental style,
another small kiss
on the other one,
a spontaneous, friendly gesture,
nothing more.
If in fact it had crossed my mind at that point
that it might be
a not altogether unpleasant experience
to take the average of the two kisses
I had planted on her cheeks,
and give her a third on the lips
that were now beautifully visible to me,
I resisted the inappropriate temptation,
so swiftly
I might not even have thought it at all.
Except that, on reflection, I probably did think it.
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 2:53 PM UTC
This generation is the selfie nation,
Taking pictures of the dying, digitization,
This generation is the generic nation,
Cancelling history and subjects, Salvation,
This generation is the death nation,
Being overweight is healthy, becoming purgation,
This generation is the stronger nation,
Deeming everything offensive, becoming manipulation,
This generation is the hateful nation,
Hating the own agnations,
This gerenation is the end nation,
Pushing and pushing, damnation,
This generation is the promoting nation,
Gender Swap, *** paedophilia, pushing all these, Arbitration.
This genernation is the activism nation,
Save the Earth, making change that still damages the Earth, ruination.
This generation is the we won't do this nation,
Won't go to war to fight for others, pure negation,
This generation is the nation,
The eldery generation regrets fighting for their foundation,
This generation is the Anti-Homosexuality nation,
That still disowns there child for there sexuaility, Affirmation,
This generation who is fighting LGBTQ Rights Nation,
Hating those who refuse to date the same *** hating religion, so **** condamnation.
This generation scream Black Lives Matter Nation,
Reducing Police Brutality, improving lot more crimes, congratulation,
This generation fighting for women right nation,
Taking away male rights, instead of alterations and collaborations.
This generation is the older nation,
Bullying, lies and caring nation, Allocation,
This generation is the end nation,
Death filtration of the world's creation.
This generation buid this nation,
They have to learn to live with the cermation.
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 10:11 AM UTC
Bitterness seems to be the ego of my tongues taste buds
The story of life never really begun
The future is torn by what we have become
I still stand proudly holding congratulation balloons and chewing gum
I pop the bubble as I hum a song
Not noticing the buzzard telling me to move on
The ghost seems to place himself next to my feet
whispering with every step he sees
Trying to show me my deceit
Although I walk careless or maybe hopelessly
Encouraging myself the future is still bright
When in reality it is only fake highlights
Held together with dead ends and a burnt head
We have no other opportunity
Only a possibility of being the lucky one
I lose my fun as I sit here popping my chewing gum
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 3:22 PM UTC
Everyone around me
I guess I’m at the center
Is coughing, coughing in the warm sunny day
The blue bright happy day
They cough like they dig at life
They cough the toy-factory worker’s cough
The cough dressed in summer dresses
In high heels and red shoes and tuxedoes
Cough up wine cough up cheers and congratulation
Cough out their
“don’t worry about it” sickness
cough out pop songs, cough up boppin’ along
cough out vows and Hallmark poetry
cough deathbed knock-knock jokes
“it’s me, Death, coming for your blue-eyed boys”
cough out laughter like phlegm
cough up black bile as a party trick
cough up recollection of stuffed animals
(you and I are in there)
gasp for breath, their faces filling up with blood
going from apple-red to royal purple
eyes dishing out tears
a pat on the back
and everything is okay
people are wrong
about the center holding.
Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 10:17 AM UTC
There’s no place, for you
To land a hand
Even when I’m desperate
No place for your propaganda,
Because I’ve already been brainwashed by
All your ideology of Beat generation
You made it , congratulation, but you should ask:
How do I know find out about your scheme?
Well, you teach me on thing:
Inscrutability leads to plausibility.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
I saw You today.
I had no words for you,
You walked past and didn't even notice me.
I heard it threw a friend you was moving,
To find ya self.
I guess like you told me.
I saw her too,
holding your hand & gazing up in to your face.
Shes beautiful.
You always did know how to pick them.
I kept walking thou, But silly me I did turn back.
I had to get on last look,
One last glimpse of what use to be My everything.
I saw her Today.
She came in to my shop,
I almost hit the floor.
She said she was looking for a dress.
A beautiful off white dress is what she picked out.
Creme colored with pearl tear drops and laces entwined.
the head dress Well she settled for a Crown
I kept my composure ,
Never saying anything of importance,
I couldn't let her know who I was
or what I meant to you.
Her Mother was teary eyed and so Happy,
I hear her Say
Your the luckiest man in the World.
As She laughed she said She was the lucky one.
I know just what she means,
I too once was lucky to be with you too.
Everything you did was almost too perfection.
I ruined it and Now I'm helping Ya fiance pick out her gown.
I walked home after closing shop,
As I walked in central park I think to myself,
I wish I was her.
I saw you TODAY,
You were running out of the church,
Which was packed,
And everyone was all lined up on the steps,
As you run down towards your limo, You look up.
Smile to me from across the street.
You don't even say Good-bye.
I hope She makes your life complete&happy;!
I hope YOUR happy,
I hope you have and receive everything you
desire in this life.
I know as these tears fall,
They will one day dry.
I saw You today & all I can tearfully say is.....
Congratulation's!
Always Me Ayeshah
Copyright © Ayeshah K.C.L.N
1977-2008 All right reserved
Jan 28, 2010
Jan 28, 2010 at 11:48 AM UTC
i love you so much
you are my life
and world
and everything.
you are perfect to me.
but you are not loving me back.
actually it hurts
a lot.
i'm waiting
for a long time.
still waiting.
i'm weak.
and weaker.
and today is the weakest of me.
congratulation.
long last.
it's your wedding.
you kiss her.
now i know i have to find someone
worth a life
and better than you.
(but i can't)
i'm dying.
i'm stranded
in loneliness.
it's ok to cry
it's ok to let go
it's ok to find someone better.
i'll find someone better than you
i promise.
(it's ok)
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
Congratulation! See the far you have come,
You are just awesome,
I realize it has been tough,
You chose not to bluff,
You are an amazing self.
I write to let you know am proud of you,
For all you’ve been through,
Soaking up all guff to become better,
In the game you became hitter,
You are an amazing self.
I have watched you tarry for long in pain,
Pain that has chained your brain,
It’s time to release the hurt,
Time to spurt from the desert,
You are an amazing self.
You forgot that happiness existed,
When your entire world felt haunted,
Don’t **** yourself with the confusion,
You are your own cushion,
You are an amazing self.
Strong and able is your name,
I believe in your ability to reclaim,
Your past is a puzzle of a broken mirror,
Nothing in it can be myrrh,
You are an amazing self.
My pen bleeds for you to hope,
Tie another knot in your rope,
You cannot give up now,
God has a way somehow,
You are an amazing self.
Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 6:40 AM UTC
The road to eternal damnation
Constantly being paved with good intention
Wrestlin' with my collection of depression
Trying to conjure up protection against wraths hateful possession
Me, myself and I, the only three at my intervention
I always thought someone might maybe one day step in
Warning me of the direction I'm headin'
Remind me about the cautionary tale of the doomed zeppelin
Or some sorta congratulation confirmation,
A little somethin' to help me keep goin'
...wrong once again...
©2024
May 5, 2024
May 5, 2024 at 2:15 AM UTC
Beautiful love; disgusting, repulsive
Painful betrayal, sensible- insensitive
Lost integrity; sorry, mine or yours?
True to self, or to devoid ancient laws
My elation, always tainted
Congratulation, belated, weighted
My good news- hard to swallow?
Sanction post conflict comes hollow
Some find favour with ease
They find it easy to please
Pleasure and pain sit in balance
In small moments of ignorance
Some are celebrated
Cultivating hatred
Goodness breeds envy green
A dark divide widens unseen
Thoughtfulness so thoughtless,
Intellect, faith and progress
All at once; Gained and lost
Treasure in hand with forgotten cost
Careful how you tread
And with whom you break bread
Hold your values firm
While mine make you squirm
Had there been choice
I'd have nothing to voice
Trust me now if you ever did
It's oppression that we should forbid!
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 2:02 AM UTC
Expect no pity as you fall and fall
Weighed down by the medals you gave yourselves
Through your closed loops of self-congratulation
In your officers’ clubs and private planes
You led us from the sky and from the rear
Secure in air-conditioned bunkers sealed
Against pollution by heat and dust and rot
And the uncollected bodies of the dead
Expect no pity as you fall and fall
Weighed down by your accumulated wealth
Through your closed loops of self-congratulation
In boardrooms and governments and private planes
You sacrificed us for your resumes -
You’re out of single-malt; now go away
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 4:12 PM UTC
09/01/2011 was
Your day,
Was the day when you decided to live with no more pain,
The day when you decided to locked the battle with the dark happiness,
The day when you decided to find yourself after being lost for years,
And now after two years,
You are having a better life,
You are feeling the right happiness,
You are living the reality,
You became a wise person,
You became a good teacher,
You became a good fighter,
PLUS
you became a good example for the true meaning of A "STRONG PERSON".
Congratulation my DEAR for that achievement, we all are so PROUD of you.
Wish you all the best and a promising future.
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 5:28 AM UTC
Scotch at sundown. Good cat on the chair,
And then green light I know
will be there for me in the bedroom. Cars
And self mocking subjects with the fumes of sleep
not far away. Paradoxically I think another drink will just allow the bottom of the page to become reachable...
What do the dots mean?
“You know We know It's possible. And maybe you can participate in this thought too.”
Not wanting to carry on like a stony upward path near moors near Langsett.
With a forgiving friend that runs as well.
But not too well for me to fall behind in the chat chat chat of miles to go before I drink and miles to go before I drink....
A piece of bread to soak up spirits to their full height?
Not quite
And I'm always frowning always at the paper and at you
I do not mean to
You see?
The ****** rhymes they get in without me wanting (and also wanting)
The clever trite score of sound like sugar hit that ashames me after
Drinking down the self congratulation of a chime of words.
And there it is
The stone of end at the top and the last thing we might see
Before descent to all the rivers and the ferns and...
And words
Jul 6, 2010
Jul 6, 2010 at 1:18 PM UTC
Happy, am I.
For you found that someone.
Why hate?
When i'm proud to say you're in love.
Congratulation, keep it up.
Keep them satisfied.
Keep beaming that radiance with a smile.
Love isn't easy.
Let alone hard.
But being in love is a true start.
So congratulation, you're in love.
Notice it joy and how wonderful you feel.
To know you have the truest gift there is.
Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 9:01 AM UTC
In My Mind
Sadness reeks, like a non dismissible odor, Misery crawls, like a zombie with no lower half, Depression claws and bites at my mind and soul, like a thought never fully finished, Anger burns and rages through my veins, like the blood that always boils, Happiness drifts down into the deep, like a fish that cant swim, Guilt pats me on the back once again, like an awkward congratulation, Screams of frustration silently echo through the empty halls, like deaths secret reapers, Love flies with broken wings, like a bird with no heart beat. In My Mind, the time has not come but the clock still ticks its empty rhythm, I cry for it to have an end but dont remember if it ever even began...In My Mind, my screams are as soundless as your whispers of courage, In My Mind, eyesight is imposable with so much darkness, Noise is just another taste on my tongue, mixed with the blood from biting down so hard, feeling is the only pain that contributes to my punishment, and scars are my only reminder that my life was lived....
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 4:00 PM UTC
We've been betraying our children for generation after generation,
government turned state education into indoctrination,
media no longer speak the truth; experts in fabrication.
How the **** am I supposed to show allegiance to my nation?
Fascists masquerade as liberals to silence anyone
who disagrees with their agenda, will the day never come
when people wake up and realise this **** just can't go on?
There can no longer be Right and Left,
there's only right and wrong.
Immigration, regulation, European legislation;
fighting over **** while they indulge in self-congratulation,
laughing in our faces while we're running the rat race.
Working fifty hours a week to put food on our children's plates.
Do you really think they give a **** about democracy?
Do you think they care about the suffering of you and me?
Do you really think that anything is what it claims to be?
All you have to do is open up your eyes, it's plain to see.
It's an illusion.
It's all collusion.
Make no mistake.
Let there be no confusion.
There's only one solution.
This is my conclusion:
We need a revolution!
#
When the tide begins to turn
will you flee to higher ground?
When the sky begins to burn
will you lay your weapons down?
Incarcerated in our own land
yet we keep them on their thrones.
Emancipation only comes by our own hand
then together we'll atone.
#
Don't want to do this by the bullet, the blade or the bomb.
If we use violence then we're giving them what they want.
Any excuse for the use of firepower.
Send in the troops whilst they regroup up in their high towers.
They won't hesitate to slaughter us like animals,
and so it's evident that we need a new kind of war.
But if necessary we will still take it by force.
This is a New World Order we're fighting for.
Our greatest weapons are our minds and our eyes now.
We need to read between the lines, see through the lies now.
Draw the digital battle lines. We can rise now!
Are you with me? Had enough? Do you despise how
we're being asked to select our own dictators?
But if we refuse to elect you, you ******* **** takers,
and we can keep our resolve, with you repudiated,
you shall not be absolved. No adjudicators!
We're disillusioned
with this intrusion.
This is your fate.
This will be your occlusion.
Our world's reperfusion.
Inevitable conclusion.
Hail the Revolution!
#
When the tide begins to turn
will you flee to higher ground?
When the sky begins to burn
will you lay your weapons down?
Incarcerated in our own land.
Yet we keep them on their thrones.
Emancipation only comes by our own hand
then together we'll atone.
#
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 8:33 PM UTC
I drank your believes,
You spilt out my doubts
On those eves
You walked out
I trusted you with open eyes
You trusted me blind
But chain of doubts arises
In your iffy mind
May be you will never
Speak to me again
It won't be my loss ever
neither your gain
Because I don't want
Uncertainty in my life
& You surely want
Certainty in your life
So let's just end this
Uncertain relation
With smile, kiss
And Congratulation
Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 10:55 PM UTC
A tiny mound of flesh, as harmless as the sparrow's egg
forged out of love or lust
the deed was done and so I came to be.
In my pulsing cocoon I lay
an unknown visitor devoid of sight, flight or fight.
Soon my cocoon of shelter will change in readiness for my arrival
and I am looking forward to my birthday
as with ecstasy I long to gaze upon the faces
of those whose ***** I was forged out of.
I hear voices and a gruff voice says "stigma"
I wonder if it is my mother's name or my fathers'.
Too many voices but it seems we are going to see the doctor.
My infantile mind says that must be my father's name
but why does Stigma and Doctor seem to me an unusual combination?
Though I can't feel, each part of me fears this trip.
Even though I am yet to meet these strangers I hear
My little feet try to break the barrier between my world and theirs
and yet my hands stay folded unwilling to stretch out and help.
I was forcefully ripped and torn apart
hacked to pieces by one whose honorable name
is engraved on a metal plate somewhere on a hospital door
In my prime, gone before my time
bud in flame, nipped in society's name
A genius waiting to be unveiled turned voice of an aborted future.
The deed that made me ashen cold now lies somewhere in a plastic bin,
sent to a distant land by the hands of those who forged me
never to return from my errand.
My passing was celebrated with two cups of tea
and a smile of congratulation from Doctor to Stigma.
Before my ears were gone, I heard them call me fetus and
wish me a happy birthday.
My name is Fetus, I am sixteen weeks old...
How soon they forget me, their nameless, faceless, lifeless child.
But a voice says to me, can a woman forget her ******* child
that she should not have compassion on the child of her womb?
Yes, they may forget, yet will I not forget you.
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 8:34 AM UTC
man might suffocate under much less that expected of such concern; with such concern the least he can ascribe is worthy of an echo, or lost pedigree, or the forgotten remains.
if bygone twice
the angel-wing,
a pigeon-shit
and thrice the bowler-hat
of luck on the parade
of Trafalgar, then
my third Nelson hand
to shake a congratulation
to flick off Napoleon's
bi-corn to make a twangy
tango with four lions
rather than three
to make the shirt, and that too
was worth a kangaroo pouch
of son prior the father,
Jim prior to Timothy -
and the rest is, as they say is Lincoln
on Mt. Rushmore - thank
god i read the Marquis de Sade
too early,
to pervert myself with the French than
anticipate the English.
my first love was my father,
and the latter came, litany's oeuvre,
to which i sentenced my love
a caricature, and with each breath a loss...
what i might call a U-boat...
and that too was once a graffiti and tattoo
O days when a love for father coerces
the love for splendour - for he abandoned by both
mother and father and crucifix...
and kept idiotic chastised and chiselled...
to pigeon shape Gabriel
and crow croak Satan
and eagle aloof Raphael -
and with whatever tear to shed,
i shed.. with no eyes... blind - my tears
have wedded me to being blind.
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 9:28 PM UTC
Congratulation,
I bet you've already get what you want,
And what you think you deserve.
I hope in the mean time, you can be happy.
Not with her, but with love that keep you both bond together.
I hope there's no more disappointed things about love like you've been yelled in the past 8 months.
There's chance for anyone to change.
You've changed, well it's your turn to travel.
Is okay if you never want to reply me, it's fine.
Well dang, I'm not doing this for a pay back.
I'm just doing it fine and I just love you as the way I love to do it.
I'm not asking you to leave her because she's not good, no.
And I have no law to warn you about her.
Ha, I understand.
You can deserve what you think you deserve.
You can fit what you think it's good for you.
You can do whatever you want.
Now you are hers.
And she's yours.
Maybe this time for me to forget, move on, and find a better, something new.
You can be disappeared on mine.
You can be dead as a burning roses.
You can felt dry on my lungs.
Yeah, you might be gone.
But I'll never forget it because you are my first ever
Love.
- dlx
Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 2:47 AM UTC
Congratulation,
You finally found that one person
that was meant to be with you,
but in the process you had to push me away.
Now we have to deal with the fact, that
you are okay with abandoning family,
you created neglectful problems between you and I.
Yet you expect me to be okay with it all,
that is something that would never happen.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry,
that I couldn’t be a part of your success,
but I am still looking for my person,
still looking for my success. Believe me when I say,
I will be fine without you in my life,
since you have abandoned me countless times.
Sad to believe that I am used to the abandonment.
I will say this now, I will miss you
and I do hope that your success gets better,
but I can’t be there when you get that success.
Knowing that I am okay with you walking away
makes me terrified,
you were supposed to protect me,
to keep me safe.
Instead all you did was make me feel like everything was
my fault -
so I apologize to you
for leaving you behind in my way of life.
I hope someday you can understand why I chose to leave.
Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 10:13 PM UTC
All My favorite songs are sad now
All our favorite drugs i do alone now.
Im weak, your death turned me into a zombie clone now. Death I fear now..life is different now.
Sulking in the absence of your being, i wont say your soul, its with me and it is saved now.
Ur by my side everyday, especially today..
its so cold out.
Snow jus falling down, wish it was you now
Mom jus got engaged yesterday n ur not here now..
I wish u were here for this drought..
Im still mentally down and out.
sad at the fact u wont be with me to blow congratulation clouds.
...get drunk as a family until time is no longer Found.
I miss you man, please stay with me.. don't let me drown.
I'll wear your crown .
one day ill be found, til then...
Love, the rebelious clown.
Feb 15, 2021
Feb 15, 2021 at 2:04 AM UTC
i sit in the room and stare through the window
i watch how the wind sings and the leaves play the melody
the clothes on the line try hard to set free as they push back and forth trying to run free
its to no avail.
as a apple falls from the tree, he is now free and the branches sing in congratulation.
the trees know they can never go far
but have been there so long they began to realize its not their time and will never be.
the grass sways and the brown leaves fly away,
they are now free to go where the wind takes them.
the grey dull rocks have the world on their shoulders
with no way of getting away,
their nights are cold and their hearts are empty.
they have no way of going.
they are stuck
alone.
forever.
they starve to be free.
freedom is what they search for.
i am a rock.
longing to be a leaf.
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 1:56 AM UTC
Congratulation with my
Blessing and my love
Who have achieved and accomplish
The first part of your world
You made it through the first grade,
The third, and now twelfth
Congratulation: I know
You are proud of yourself
God made an angel, and
You are special in this world
With parents pushing you
Along with prayers and love
You mastered the best in your field,
Knowing that you can learn it
Congratulations child
Hallelujah! You’ve done it!!
Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 3:59 PM UTC