Personification Poems - Page 2

Finding Joy
- By Trent D. Et
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2021 with permission of the Author.
True Happiness is my definition of "Joy," which I can recognize, as I have experienced much previously. She slipped away in my early to mid-20s. I am now 55. I wrote this poem 17 years ago. It is mostly a rhyming, rhythmic poem, but I found that to be somewhat boring, so to create a little confusion and struggle in the reading, I disrupted the rhythmic feature of my poem in a couple places and found this to be symbolic of the confusion and struggle of my life without true happiness.

Looking For "Joy"

in Depression Poems

Have you seen Joy? I have not seen her in so, so long,
I miss her, oh how I miss her and her heartwarming song.

I keep searching and searching and asking why

Have you seen Joy? I have not seen her in so, so long,
I miss her, oh how I miss her and her heartwarming song.

I keep searching and searching and asking why
she went away without saying goodbye.

Many years have gone by. but I envision her clearly.
I love her! "Joy, I love you so dearly."

I have searched all over, I searched my soul.
If you don't return, you'll never know,

How I loved the time we spent with one another.
I showed you off to my mother, my brother.

You were there when I married my wife,
I thought you would be with me for the rest of my life.

Joy, can you imagine a clear dark night without any stars?
This time without you leaves unwanted scars.

I'm hurting inside and losing control.
I'm trying to hide it but it's taking a toll.

I'm saddened to the point of anger
that you betrayed me. Do you feel my pain? Do you feel any shame?

I wish you could feel the loss I've been delt!
That's when I realized that you have no feelings, but rather are a feeling to be felt!

Because I am losing hope that we will be reunited,
I have to make a choice but remain undecided.

Whether to succumb to this awful feeling of sadness,
or continue on faith, it seems like madness.

In the end I am not afraid, I'll continue, I must!
Because I also love others, I've gained their trust.

And though you left for whatever reason,
the others I love with help bring you back this next season.

To have taken you for granted was my biggest mistake.
Please forgive me, forgive me please for heaven's sake.

When you return to my arms, whenever this may be,
I'll never let you go or get away from me.

As for those who took your place when you are gone,
they are not invited; they use me like a pawn.

Making me feel so worthless on this Earth,
I long for your return, to signify my rebirth.
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The Summer
- By Sydney Harris
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2019 with permission of the Author.
Hello, I am Sydney Harris, and I am in fifth grade. I love to write and dance. I am very inspired by other poets' poetry. I am originally from California and now I live in London. Enjoy my poem!

Descriptive Poem About The Beach

in Beach Poems

The saffron-yellow sun grins on top of the beige sand,
and the aquamarine waves wash up onto the seashore.
The towering palm trees sway from side to side
as the gentle wind whistles through the beach.

The saffron-yellow sun grins on top of the beige sand,
and the aquamarine waves wash up onto the seashore.
The towering palm trees sway from side to side
as the gentle wind whistles through the beach.

The field of vivid flowers dance and smile underneath the lime colored grass,
and the flap of a monarch butterfly's wings soar through the broad meadow.
The coconut and lemon ice cream dripping down my hand
as the sun melts it like ice.

The swimmers sitting on the silver seats and speaking to each other
and watching the surfers surf on their surfboards.
The sun drifting down as it suddenly gets darker and darker...
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Northern Star
- By Kelly Graham
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2016 with permission of the Author.
A few years ago I was on a self-destructive path, and the only gentleman in my life was my granddad, J.R.H. Graham. He was the best person you could meet. He was my granddad, my idol, my life. I heard a song called "Northern Star" by Hole, which gave me the idea to write this poem, because if you're lost you use the northern star to navigate to safety. And my granddad was that safe place.

Guiding Light Of A Loving Mentor

in Teacher Poems

Northern Star, Northern Star,
I gaze up at you from afar.
Shining brightly in the curtain of night,
Northern Star, you are my light.

Northern Star, Northern Star,
I gaze up at you from afar.
Shining brightly in the curtain of night,
Northern Star, you are my light.

Your beams of light fall on my face.
I wish to remain in this beautiful place.
Silenced by your beauty,
Northern Star, you flow through me.

You place me where I should be.
I'm grateful you made me feel free.
You've always been the rock in my wall.
Northern Star, don't ever let me fall.

Northern Star, you are so bright.
I look up at you every night.
You've always helped me deal with strife.
Northern Star, you are my life.

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There Will Come Soft Rains (War Time)
- By Sara Teasdale
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The Sedition Act of 1918 made it a crime to express any dissenting views about the U.S. involvements in World War I. This forced writers like Sara Teasdale to express their opposition to the war in more subtle ways. The poem suggests that even if humans were to be destroyed by war, the earth would continue to exist and even flourish without us. The personification of Spring as being indifferent to the fate of humanity emphasizes that the meaning of our existence is something that we create for ourselves, and that nature is not concerned with us. The poem is a powerful statement against the wasteful nature of war, and a reminder that we must strive to protect the natural world that sustains us.

in Famous Nature Poems

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum-trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
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Glorious Spring
- By Shayan Das
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2019 with permission of the Author.
Spring is known as the season of life. Nature gets back its color in this splendid season. Spring had been the heart of imagination for thousands of poets and artists since hundreds of years, and truly the exquisite beauty of spring has inspired me to write this short acrostic poem.

Spring Acrostic Poem

in Spring Poems

Sing the birds; the season has come.
Prettiest look nature does hold.
Rejoices the Earth, her color winsome.
Idyllic her beauty, pretty as gold.

Sing the birds; the season has come.
Prettiest look nature does hold.
Rejoices the Earth, her color winsome.
Idyllic her beauty, pretty as gold.
Nature does paint her parts in green.
Glorious the spring is, calm and serene.
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Spring's Way
- By Patricia L. Cisco
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2018 with permission of the Author.
This short poem is in Haiku style and about the transformation of winter into spring. I think it explains the struggle of the transformation of winter's nature, of trying to hold on a little longer, while spring's nature of taking over always wins, giving way to the brand new life, new love, and the charm of spring! In just a few short lines spring always wins her way, dancing well into May and June! Many weddings are planned during these months because of the fairness and beauty of the spring weather.

Transformation Of The Seasons

in Spring Poems

Winter fights to stay.
Sweet Spring always wins her way.
Flowers bloomed today!

Winter fights to stay.
Sweet Spring always wins her way.
Flowers bloomed today!

Spring has final say,
Sending Winter on his way.
Her true love is May!

Spring's June wedding day.
White lily and rose bouquet.
Bells ring out today!
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Sleepy
- By Abimbola T. Alabi
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2018 with permission of the Author.
Sleep has always been a fascinating mystery to me. It's something I really appreciate. When I watch little children fall asleep, it's an appealing sight, so I decided to write a simple poem about it.

The Peculiar Nature Of Sleep

in Funny Poems for Kids

There is this funny guy I know.
Sleepy by name and sneaky as can be.
I never know where he comes from,
Only that he creeps up on me.

There is this funny guy I know.
Sleepy by name and sneaky as can be.
I never know where he comes from,
Only that he creeps up on me.

He is very cunning, you see.
He often makes me feel like a fool.
He jerks my head or slurs my speech,
And he sometimes makes me drool.

He can put things in a swirl
So I can't tell which is which.
And the stuff I don't want to let go,
He easily takes out of my reach.

Still, a generous guest is he,
Always comes with a soothing balm,
To lull my body and renew my strength
And make my mind to be calm.

When he leaves and where he goes,
That is hard for me to say.
But as rude as he is, I'm always glad
For Sleepy's sly visit every day.
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I Am Just A Lonely Girl
- By Kristin Campbell
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2013 with permission of the Author.
I wrote this poem because it is basically saying that I am still growing and I still try to keep everyone out of my life so that I come off as a mystery.

Poem Comparing Yourself To Objects

in Feelings Poems by Teens

I am just a lonely girl,
Trying to find her way,
I am a butterfly,
On a bright sunny day,

I am just a lonely girl,
Trying to find her way,
I am a butterfly,
On a bright sunny day,
I am a flower,
Trying to grow,
I am a mirror,
Of what others think they know,
I am a fish in a tank,
Trying to break free,
I am someone forgotten,
Can't anyone see the real me,
I am a box,
Closing out the rest of the world,
I am a chair,
Always being twirled,
I am just a lonely girl,
Trying to find her way.
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The Last Leaf On The Tree
- By David A. Berwick
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2020 with permission of the Author.
It's about a leaf I saw hanging onto a tree in autumn/winter.

Seasons Changing From Fall To Winter

in Fall Poems

The last leaf on the tree, that's me.
Yes, look up high, that's me.
All my friends have been blown down.
They're waiting for me on the ground.

The last leaf on the tree, that's me.
Yes, look up high, that's me.
All my friends have been blown down.
They're waiting for me on the ground.

I started in the summer a lovely green.
But way up here I could not be seen.
Now in autumn I'm a lovely brown.
I feel like the only leaf around.

The wind and rain have tried their best.
Yet I'm not quite ready to join the rest.
Even Jack Frost tried little me to freeze.
Tough old me will not be brought to my knees.

Some lovely snow that fell at night
Made me heavy and gave me a fright.
Nature will soon make a call.
Soon I know I must make the fall.

So maybe tomorrow I'll make a leap,
And will all my friends on the ground I shall sleep.
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Personification Poems - Page 2

Hello, I am Sydney Harris, and I am in fifth grade. I love to write and dance. I am very inspired by other poets' poetry. I am originally from California and now I live in London. Enjoy my poem!

Spring is known as the season of life. Nature gets back its color in this splendid season. Spring had been the heart of imagination for thousands of poets and artists since hundreds of years, and truly the exquisite beauty of spring has inspired me to write this short acrostic poem.

Sleep has always been a fascinating mystery to me. It's something I really appreciate. When I watch little children fall asleep, it's an appealing sight, so I decided to write a simple poem about it.

I wrote this poem because it is basically saying that I am still growing and I still try to keep everyone out of my life so that I come off as a mystery.

It's about a leaf I saw hanging onto a tree in autumn/winter.