Newest Quatrain Poems (304)

I am a fearless Kiskadee
Sitting on a branch of this tree
Singing my theme song happily
With a Kis Ka Dee Kis Ka Dee

I sing my song very sweetly
Seeking to make others happy
Filling them with ecstasy
With its rhythm and melody

My message is not to worry
Despite how things in life may be
Don't let them make you feel crazy
At all times, strive to be happy

One can state things that are likely
But no one knows what things will be
So keep your chin up cheerfully
And sing Kis Ka Dee Kis Ka Dee.

Gazing upward into the night
The stars are twinkling in the sky
Painting a very peaceful sight
As time goes slowly drifting by

The moon is quietly glowing
Amid the darkened clouds around
Her soft light is most comforting
Gently bathing things on the ground

The night air is cool and soothing
Like a balm to a weary soul
I feel it as I am breathing
Calming me and making me whole

Now I feel a quiet delight
After gazing at the night sky
I shall sleep peacefully tonight
Caressed by Nature's Lullaby

To love or not to love again
That is the real question for me
I've already suffered much pain
And my heart is in agony

It's nice to be in love they say
The experience is pure bliss
But if your lover goes away
How does someone deal with this?

The second time, love is sweeter
That is something also stated
Who knows what will happen later
At present I am quite jaded

I shall move on despite the strain
And whatever will be, will be
Will I ever find love again?
That's in the hands of destiny

After working hard on the job all day
Feeling worn out, tired and very stressed
It's nice coming home and seeing your dog
Tail wagging, smiling, happy, full of zest

Dogs are faithful and also man's best friends
They usually seek their owner's protection
If they sense danger or threatening action
Their bark can create quite a commotion

Cats are very lovable animals
Their presence can be good therapy too
Caressing them and hearing their purring
Can also be quite comforting to you

Cats can be seen licking their coats quite clean
They have an aversion to filthiness
Snuggling close to you on the couch or bed
You need not fuss about their tidiness

Dogs and cats are the favourite household pets
They enrich our lives with company
All they ask of us is food and water
In return, they make us very happy

Life can be a lonely experience
If there is no one with whom you are close
That's the nature of human existence
For which some, sad to say, get no repose

Despite all our material wealth
And our intellectual wisdom
Although we may have good physical health
Our lives can still be filled with boredom

Loving someone who loves you in return
Is a most wonderful experience
Beside the respect from others you earn
This feeling of love is par excellence

If in your life you are seeking meaning
And find that it poses a dilemma
You can finally end all your searching
And be assured that Love is the answer

Gentle ripples on the water
Set in motion by a slight breeze
Move quietly on the pond's surface
With gracefulness and effortless ease

A fishing bird flies in suddenly
Skimming the pond's surface with its feet
Then dives headfirst into the water
In its search of a meal to eat

Something just broke the water's surface
Forcing me to full attention
I can see now an eye and the nose
Of a fledgling baby caiman

A bird's neck appears from the water
In its beak, there's a struggling fish
One gulp and the fish disappears
That was indeed a tasty dish

Water lily pads bob up and down
In harmony with the rippling water
Their crimson blooms standing upright
Sprinkled among the lilies cluster

Feeding close to the water's edge
There's a roving group of small fishes
They nibble on the morsels they find
Among roots of water grasses

I treasure sitting here in silence
Observing the pond in its glory
It fills me with such peacefulness
And deep feelings of tranquillity

Traditional poetry has rhyme and metre
Which determines the way it is composed
These features make it a simple matter
In distinguishing such poetry from prose

A lot of writing now is in free verse
Where the main focus is on the content
The thing that now really matters the most
Is true capture of the poet's intent

Some free verse strive for a sense of metre
By carefully managing line layout
Some focus on painting a word picture
For that's what their poetry is all about

Prose rich in sentiment and imagery
Can also be rewritten as free verse
Would it then be described as prose poetry
Or should it be labelled poetic prose

What new poetry forms will the future grow
It's time alone that will give the answer
For poets may come and poets may go
But poetry shall continue forever

Each weekday I must go to school
To face class assignments and tests
My parents tell me remain cool
But I am worn out from the stress

Teacher says I can top the class
If I work just a bit harder
To me that's a very tough task
I'm not sure I can deliver

Still, I too wish to do better
And honestly feel that I could
So I shall strive to try harder
And must do whatever I should

I shall heed my folks and teacher
And seek to do my very best
Perhaps I can find an answer
By learning to cope with the stress

Where there's a will, there is a way
I must stand up and face the stress
And I look forward that some day
I'll finally achieve success

Christmas should be a time of joy
For every little girl and boy
They gather 'round the Christmas tree
Little hearts beating eagerly

Their eyes closely scan each present
Wondering what Santa has sent
Some hope they have been good enough
And would get their requested stuff

Mum picks up each present gently
And reads to see whose it might be
A little heart leaps at its name
And then joyfully makes its claim

After presents are given out
Then it's time for another bout
It's time for presents' unwrapping
One can feel excitement growing

Tiny one still in diaper
Tries to peel off wrapping paper
Mum assists the eager beaver
Expectation growing stronger

Squeals of excitement fill the air
From the other kids gathered there
Their delight they cannot contain
Santa has delivered again

Once again thank you Dear Santa
Setting little hearts a-flutter
Making Christmas a time of joy
For every little girl and boy

If you listen when it's still all around
You will hear the very sound of silence
It's the basic sound that is the background
That allows other sounds their existence

Silence gives music its reality
It's the space between notes that is free
This allows them to resonate freely
And that creates a sense of harmony

Silence is not the absence of something
It's a thing in itself with great power
Skilfulness of it's placement in speaking
Is the hallmark of a great orator

It can express feeling with great effect
Better than words during some occasion
Like a silent minute to mark respect
For those who gave their lives for their nation

A deeper awareness of the divine
Can be sought in silent meditation
Silence helps to focus the restless mind
Engaged in spiritual devotion

Silence is a balm for the weary soul
Providing peacefulness and upliftment
It heals the worn spirit making it whole
And fills it with deep seated contentment