Love Poems About Carpe Diem or Carpe Diem Love Poems
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: day, sun,

Carpe Diem

when sun is shining I love to reach out my arms and grab its brilliance. . . if I can do nothing more at least I have seized the day

by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: confidence, encouraging, god, happiness,

Sunshine From My Heart


   

    Hug the sun as if it were your progeny.
    Be filled with joy that you still walk this earth.
    Never mind pain, get up and dance with mirth.
    Remember, love God with all your being,
    So that your pen flows with sunshine and meaning!



                  June 1, 2020
                    2am PST

                  Poem# 1,214


 

by Jan Allison |
Categories: life,

Seize the Day

I looked after an old lady and she always used to say ‘Three things never come back… The spoken word, the sped arrow, and the neglected opportunity’ I look back on my life, yes I have regrets Of the things I’ve done, or I haven’t done The things I’ve said or I haven’t said We must remember, life is all too short None of us know what is around the corner So seize the moment and do it now Grab every opportunity you can Tell people around you that you love them For tomorrow may never come… Carpe Diem – seize the day 10~25~14 Submitted to Premiere contest #10 sponsored by Skat


by Audrey Haick |
Categories: introspection, life, love, romance, timeme, me,

Don'T Promise Me the World

Don’t promise me the world
That’s not yours to give
Neither promise me forever
When all you have to give is today
Just give me your today
And all it encompasses
And should forever come and finds us here 
Our mere presence would speak of our genuine love

~*~


©04/17/11 Audrey Haick a.k.a. Annalise Brigham

by Ninette Carey |
Categories: april, beauty, bird, character, for him, heart, inspiration, inspirational,

A Choice

Peace again rules My~Day~
Comforting.... in a pleasant light hearted way
Nature draws me near
Banishing all my fear
Thank You Lord
For giving me Light
Holding me Dear through the Night
It is a Choice that we make
A Dream this Love must not forsake
Take my hand and come with me
There is nothing if you follow the dark
Eventually you become the mark
It is never to late to swallow your pride
Humble is a lasting stride.....

by David Dowling |
Categories: family, children, funny, happiness, inspirational, love

Grumplicious!

Why are you so grumpy?
Pray, what made you so?
What gave rise to those dark eyes,
and snivel on your nose?

Why are you so grumpy?
-Don't give me the charade!
I see through that bright red nose,
upon that white clown face!

Why are you so grumpy?
Oh, come now, don't hold back.
I know you know that I know well,
the way you always act.

You cover and hide,
and hurry your stride,
you act as though I'm clueless.
Pout and weep,
mumble and freep,
I know that's no word, BUT YOU DO IT!

So if you're feelin' grumpy,
don't let that raincloud set.
The day that comes after this one,
could be your greatest yet!

by Michelle Mac Donald |
Categories: best friend, dedication,

For My Muse

The gryphon guards Scythian gold

The phoenix guards with riddled clues

But the powerful love and light of God

Will protect us from the likes of you.  

Carpe Diem

by Doris Culverhouse |
Categories: introspection, life

Seize the Day(Ideally)

Nothing can separate us from God's love
Smile, hold hands with someone special
Genuinely care for others
Really inquire of their day
Walk in the mud, pick flowers
Listen to the sounds of nature
Feel the breeze on your skin
Make all those you meet, feel valued

by Dm Babbit |
Categories: books, emotions, poetry, writing,

Embrace the Line

Embrace the line
   it flows straight yet narrow
   guiding the eye and the hand along its edge.
Behind lies the blanks waiting
   hoping for some beatific message
   to be filled in along the emptiness.
Focus and see the ink
   flowing from the pen
   in a cursive calligraphic display.
Words and phrases wrapped around a vision
   that waltz dances on the page
   then springing forth in calypso imagery.
Hears it, feel it, see it give birth
   in poetic prose and rhythms felt
   deep in the mind, heart and soul.
Embrace the line
   it draws attention
   and unexpectedly, 
poetry is born
   right there
   with love, inspiration and deep emotion
revealed along the lines.

by William Masonis |
Categories: life, love, mystery, people, philosophy, home, home,

Acts of Faith

Each day begins as an act of faith.
We cross our thresholds and expect
That no cruel twist of fate
Will stay us from returning.

But the twists await us in their careless abundance,
And well we know, in our hearts, that one day
There'll be no more coming home again.

For many it goes this way with love.
Love parts, returns, then parts again
Through all the shifts and flux of living,
Oftentimes traveling a little farther out,
Returning a little later
With every passing day, until one day, almost unnoticed
It comes not home at all.

by Yolanda Nicholsen |
Categories: passion, philosophy, solitude,

Epoch Paradox Found

Meeting you here at last grasping 
every thought every meaningful 
gesture I'd wrap myself up in the 
essence of your bronzed glow
slowing lowering my minds eye 
to the depth of your soul capturing
 
this bountiful energy that seemed
to restore over and over again 
mastered to the faint beating of 
my heart mimicking ancient drums 
of an untimely epoch insecurities
hidden beneath ageless notions
 
why I'd opened the doors to a nurtured
love paradox remembered without 
effort concealed with truth a natural 
fruited appetite for passions found
unmeasured an yet we'd balanced
yesterday and tomorrow today

by Jessica Alvero |
Categories: appreciation, beautiful, cheer up, cute love, happiness, happy,

Alive, Again

This day is quite strange--
I woke up with a perfect smile
I played a different playlist
Not the usual emo songs, at least. 
I said hello to the robin in her nest home
While I opened the curtains in my room
And let the bright sunlight in. 
I sang loudly in the shower, 
Then dusted my face with a bright pink powder. 
My coffee tasted like sweet chocolate, 
To my surprise, a full breakfast was what I ate.
I passed by strangers and smiled at them
I greeted everyone "good morning"--
This day is quite strange--
I never felt any single regret or pain
Suddenly, I fell in love with being alive again.

by Maureen Mcgreavy |
Categories: community, love, music,

Speaking French

Alexa, play 
"Love's In Need Of Love Today"
 by Stevie Wonder




***

by Dm Babbit |
Categories: age, time,

Said and Done

Over!
When, how, where was I 
 when the dream had come?
When it's all said and done
 it's the emptiness that stays.
Life moves so fast, 
 quick in the years that pass.
What was I thinking?
We had thought our time was forever
 full of the laughter and tears treasured,
 every day a joy and pleasure
 each word and hug tenuously measured;
time doesn't wait
 and we can miss the moment when we hesitate
 then suddenly it's over regrets too late,
 smile for me, just once more
when love takes away the pleasures of life
 and everything is said and done
 and love slips away, gone.

by Cona Adams |
Categories: peace,

Peaceful Coexistence

When man and beast communicate
in language form that both equate,
a peace exists where love is king.
We follow roads of charted mien
and render truth within our reign
as honor lifts each living thing.

As honor lifts each living thing,
and renders truth within our reign,
we follow roads of charted mien;
a peace exists where love is king
in language form that both equate,
when man and beast communicate.


*A new poetry form, similar to the Palindrome

by Kathryn Collins |
Categories: tree,

Little Tree Lost

Oh how I love a tree;
any tree, anywhere:

longtime triple-trunked
royal trees;

redwoods giant, gallant
rising, heavenly;

trees, tall and slender,
so tall you can’t catch them;

short trees eye to eye with me
and so we talk squirrel talk.  

I have a tree inside about 18” high;
he lives on my corian counter;

when he hears the wind,
and takes a look outside

he sees his cousins swaying
cries a tear and softly sighs.

©Kathryn M. Collins
November 25, 2007

by Free Byrd |
Categories: life,

Life Is Like a Flowing River

Life is like river
with a constant flow
death dealer and life giver
in its murky waters we grow
not much of a forgiver
cold riptides can drag you below
but be strong and don't shiver

the current is worth fighting
more then you know...

love and hate both in its quiver
life can take a turn as it bows
not much of a forgiver
learn to roll with its blows
no one knows whats downriver
and only time shows

Just remember...
life is like a river
it constantly flows

by Sam Ruby |
Categories: angst, art, beautiful, beauty, boyfriend, butterfly, caregiving, childhood, computer-internet, confusion, courage, cowboy-western, dance, dark, daughter, dedication, depression, devotion, dream, funny, girl, girlfriend, goodbye, growing up, happiness, humorous, inspirational, lost, lost love, nostalgia, peace, romance, romantic, sad, song, teen, time, uplifting, women, me, love, me,

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.

by Mel Merrill |
Categories: beauty, imagery, lost love,

The Rose Beyond My Wall

The beauty I had overlooked
In my haste to get things done--
Another took the time to see
In the wash of morning sun.

The rose that grew beyond my wall...
I think scarlet was her hue--
How sad I failed to notice her
For all I had to do.

Yet all the things I did that day,
So important and so grand--
I cannot smell, or lightly touch,
Or hold with either hand.

The rose, conversely, lingers on
In the wise man's memory--
Never but a thought away,
Should he take the time to see.

~M

by Milan Georges Burovac |
Categories: addiction, adventure, america, desire, funny love, i love you, paris,

Paris Forever

choose this sun
you will have the body
I will be your skin

your city elsewhere
Paris I tell to him

here with me
Paris forever

us - bread and wine
us - street and air

Paris our love

by Jslambert Mister Roboto |
Categories: angst, business, caregiving, family, friendship, hope, inspirational, introspection, life, love, on work and working, peace, people, philosophy, political, religion, social, sympathy, uplifting, urban, visionary, work

Baptized In Equality

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

by Rick Parise |
Categories: love, nature,

Seize the Day



Let the flowers speak in hues of brilliance under the canopy Let us run while we may with fluttering petals lavender and ruby ~ Before a memory in thought dissolve before your touch lie far beyond let us run while we may let us gather upon the day sweet fragrant love and rainbow dreams upon a palette of pleasure under sun beams __________________________________ 10-25-2014

by Sam Ruby |
Categories: adventure, angel, angst, art, beautiful, black african american, business, butterfly, caregiving, christian, confusion, courage, dedication, devotion, dream, faith, family, fear, freedom, funny, grief, growing up, happiness, happy, history, hope, inspirational, life, lonely, love, philosophy, spiritual, visionary, world, love, money,

I

If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.

by Matthew Anish |
Categories: football, love, poetry, work,

A Visit From My Housekeeper

Her I am 
sitting writing a
   poem 
While my housekeeper 
  is bury cleaning 
my apartment
   I feel a little guilty 
 She is working hard 
while I am just 
   moving a pen 
along a piece of 
    paper 
Still poetry 
    is listed as an 
occupation in the Occupational Outlook Handbook 
So I guess I am working, too
   In September I return to work as a
college assistant 
   Devoting the rest of my time to 
the New York Giants, poetry and looking for love

by Ralph Sergi |
Categories: sad love,

A Bitter Sweet Celebration

A Bittersweet Celebration

His wife had died and how he wept
The world he knew had tumbled down 
He recalled what she used to say
Enjoy this day for it will end
They lived as if each one would stop
and not another day shall rise
And happiness was theirs to hold
And now he lived to seize each day
A Carpe Diem he could share
In memory of his poignant loss
A celebration bitter sweet 

Trochaic octameter form
©Ralph Sergi  July 12, 2017