Success Is Counted Sweetest Poem by Emily Dickinson
Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne’er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Not one of all the purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of Victory
As he defeated–dying–
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!
In The Company Of Eagles Poem by Howard The Motivational Poet Simon
Mountains for my mansion
The forest for my pantry
The clouds for my carpet
The sky for my curtains
The sun for my candle
The wind for my chariot
In the company of eagles
Flying above fear
Floating above failures
Winging above worries
Gliding above gravity
Living above limits
Soaring to success
Come fly with me
Tell All The Truth Poem by Emily Dickinson
Tell all the truth but tell it slant,
Success in circuit lies,
Too bright for our infirm delight
The truth’s superb surprise;
As lightning to the children eased
With explanation kind,
The truth must dazzle gradually
Or every man be blind.
Life And Daffodil Poem by Muzahidul Reza
A lifelong process
That lifelong obsesses
With lifelong failure
Or lifelong success,
Then as daffodil
Must fall
Before it is noon
And nothing can heal.
Graduation Day Poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
Graduation Day is the climax of a dream.
A parental dream that began when a child is born,
And their hope come true it would seem,
A triumph held after periods of forlorn,
A feeling of pride and euphoria years away
For a daughter or son – Graduation Day.
It is a peak of success for the graduate,
Not only for the graduate but parents too.
A joyful event after many years they had to wait,
Realizing the glorious thrill of a dream come true,
A genuine smile accompanied by a deep sigh,
Often a handkerchief in hand as the class goes by.
Graduation is a deserving, hard earned goal
With mortarboard and gown as foretold,
A gratifying service of the mind and soul
In a simple and beautiful sheepskin told
That the graduate fulfilled the educational rule.
At last, for the mother and father, a dream come true.
Graduation Day!
Emotional Bursts Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
All of sudden tears roll out,
No reason whatsoever and nothing about,
No defeat, no victory and no rout,
Still reality and sudden fall out,
Emotions burst out with sudden good news,
No solution in sight but call for reviews,
No hopes for success but call for interviews,
Where chances for success are little or few,
It is state where sudden looseness occur in mind,
No easy way out still escape route to find
It is difficult to control but to bring an end,
Nerves act loose and emotions send,
Everything is known fact but still we weep,
Look so childish but forceful smile we keep,
No reason to look around but till we peep,
To avoid a personal audience we pretend to sleep,
Even bravest person among all on earth has failed,
Gripped with fear when boat is not smoothly sailed,
Got no reprieve and even not even bailed out
Emotions grip when dear ones are jailed,
With slight unusual things makes us to laugh,
Eyes glitter when not facing weather rough,
Fatal accidents not resulting into death,
Emotions run very high while laying wreath,
We gracefully bow when blessed with success,
Never dreamt about but find easy access,
We tend to loose control and surrender to feelings,
Heart is beating fast with joy and happy fillings
Even slight happiness sends us rolling,
Face becomes tense for result before polling,
Continuous flow of thought confine us to corner
Flare up emotion any time with heavy anger
Its occurrences is not unusual but natural,
One should not be Confined to limits overall,
It is simple to burst out with sudden call,
Even you may laugh free with a sudden fall
It is good for health to omit complete anger,
it is equally not good if not to ask food when facing hunger,
Let it take its implication in limited way,
No one has full control on it or even say
We should not be so sentimental in this regard
Not to think unnecessarily and look forward
It is beyond our capacity to ignore such call
It is so useful and important for our rise and fall
No one will have control over its outburst
Good control and anchoring is essential and must
It does not require special skill or talent
One must surrender to situation and relent
It may have serious fall out on health
Can’t be prevented with medicine or wealth
Only self control can put little brake
Its impact will be not less than earth quake
Lines Of Success Poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
Essence holds its dream entire,
Strengthens hope true into fire
To fit in it to be higher
To the most breezed to aspire.
Its strength with a wind-lot by,
Sprouts ambition to the sky
To bloom into a smile high.
Happiness across to fly,
Its fluttering wings in flight
Spreads across the field its light.
Blossomed is success glass-bright
With glory mounting in sight.
Heart content is in sublime,
Remains diamond-worth in prime.
Victory does reign in clime,
Hailing joy bell-like to chime.
Rock And Hawk Poem by Robinson Jeffers
Here is a symbol in which
Many high tragic thoughts
Watch their own eyes.
This gray rock, standing tall
On the headland, where the seawind
Lets no tree grow,
Earthquake-proved, and signatured
By ages of storms: on its peak
A falcon has perched.
I think here is your emblem
To hang in the future sky;
Not the cross, not the hive,
But this; bright power, dark peace;
Fierce consciousness joined with final
Disinterestedness;
Life with calm death; the falcon’s
Realist eyes and act
Married to the massive
Mysticism of stone,
Which failure cannot cast down
Nor success make proud.
Loss Of Memory Poem by hariharans sundaram
I thank the loss of my memory
Of those days when I had not a friend
I am thankful to the memory
Of those great moments when we are together
I thank the loss of my memory
Of those seconds prior to your reasonableness
I am thankful to the memory
Of the great dimple when you smile
I thank the loss of my memory
Prior to the reduction of your anger
I am thankful to the memory
Of those great sharing moments of your success
I thank the loss of my memory
For the reasons of our arguments
I am thankful to the greatest
Moments of my life with you.
You Go Alone Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
You go for self and wait for none
Fight it out all but one
You may loose path but never be afraid
River may change path and course not straight
Consider it struggle and not path simple,
Task you may have but not opportunity ample,
Life may be game even worst than the gamble,
It may be acid test ………….
Make earnest effort and try very hard,
Life may even last as you grow old,
Youngsters may cut joke and laugh also elder,
Task may get tough as you spread wider,
It may be harder than even Herculean,
You may bogged down and not come clean,
Dark clouds may appear making more thunder,
You may loose heart and fear more plunder
Goal may be off and you may still wonder,
What will be in store? Question you may ponder?
It may hurt you more as ground seems look,
Not to loose composure but come out of hook
In peace you strive more for good result,
Chances may look deem facing more insult,
You may feel shame and not even consult,
It will give pain such as somersault,
If you sweat more less you may bleed
Stormy weather may pass without any read
Time is precious luck you may need,
Best efforts to be put while sowing seed,
You are always master but not go for rest,
Give hope a chance and try for best,
You may not fail but pass the entire test,
Strange are the ways but not last more,
You may have you faced task this before,
Never to contend with less but try more and more
Put your best efforts with new areas explore
Why to go alone and not efforts combine?
Success may come but not result fine,
No sincere effort but only little cry
Empire may be lost with half hearted try
You will need full attempt while acting tough,
Fall you may have on surface rough
Aim always high and inch still forward,
Face all odds and never fall backward,
Put brave front and not withdraw as coward
Success may touch your feet as full reward
Life is worth to live and is biggest award
Try for best and always look forward
You may heave sigh and feel also relief,
It may augur well and strengthen your belief,
Beginning will be little hard as fresh leaf,
Success story may speak and heard by deaf
