#gratitude poems on Hello Poetry

Indigestion Aug 20

Do plants thank the clouds.

Do plants thank the clouds for rain?
For their self-sacrifice,
and selfless choice,
to diminish themselves to let the other thrive?
For the strangling and decomposing of the very essence that makes their matter,
So that a plant could use it to flourish.

We walk through a garden of flowers,
but fail to realise the pain behind the beauty,
the death behind the result.
Do plants thank the clouds for rain?
Do plants thank the clouds for not their tears, but blood?
And for the decision not to live again?
Do plants thank the clouds?

#small #thoughts #on #gratitude

Jilly Henderson-Long Aug 17

THIS MOMENT

If today were yesterday,
what would I do differently?
I'd smile more.
I'd frown less.
I'd walk with pride
and hold my head high.
I'd do something
that helps someone else,
think less of my failures
and more of my achievements.
I'd make the most of each moment
and remind myself
that someone, somewhere
is for sure, worse off than me,
that I am truly priveleged.
I'd remember that
whatever people say.
I am unique
just as they are.

If today were tomorrow,
I'd know I'd done
the best I could,
sleep in complete peace
and make the most

of now.

I like writing poetry that lifts peoples' spirits. This was written in 2006 but still stands true today.

#inspirations #positivity #gratitude

girlinflames Sep 9

Wisdom Manifest

Thank You, Lord,
For the wisdom in the words.

If You say
This is how I will manifest my art,
I receive it.

Amen.

#faith #gratitude #poetry #prayer #spirituality #inspiration

Crooked Gal Aug 11

Flowers

Dead people receive more flowers
Than living ones
Because regret is stronger
than gratitude

Before it's too late

#regret #gratitude #toolate #flowers

kortu valentine Aug 5

maid of pretending.

we were friends once,
until you shut me out,
angry that your lover —
the married one —
tried to take me
when he wasn’t allowed.

the blame poured on me.

but i begged you back,
forgiving him, and you.
call me naïve,
but i forgave myself, too —
though there wasn’t much to.

i still thank heaven
you left me sore and reeling
before my wedding.

i’d have hated for you
to show up, smiling,
immortalised in photos,
as a maid of pretending.

this one is about the friend who chose blame over loyalty, and the relief of their absence.
August 5, 2025

#wedding #maidofhonour #bridesmaid #engagement #friendship #loss #breakup #gratitude #reflection

Sheri Swartz Aug 3

My Soul

There are so much things and moments I miss.
I never thought I would look back again.
I guess ,I was to focused on the darkness
and the rays of light was not enough
for me to stay .The darkness
consumed and disturbed my soul.

Then the present moments
I would not want to trade either .
because of how much I have grown.
I endured for as long as I could
I was just dying inside.
I left behind a big part of me
and now it leaves my soul restless.

I feel like I am stuck in between.
The past and the Present.
God forgive me for I have tried.
The guilt still eats on me ,the moments
I should have been there and the moments
I am still missing is like a heavy fog that
never goes away.

If only I could be in two places at once.
Or split myself in two.
With my soul it is not well
But I will always be thankful.
Nomatter how rocky the road in life.
I now look at the brighter side of everything.

#gratitude #past #and #present #blessings #growth

Rubyredheart Aug 1

I won’t say

don’t wanna make it weird…
but thanks for being real
I realize you don’t express feelings lightly

I won’t tell you “thank you”
Don’t wanna make it weird
Yet i am…thankful…
I treasure your trust
I treasure knowing you

Probably already made it weird.

#friendship #gratitude

BEEZEE Jul 21

This is Home

Toes curl and uncurl.
I sit back and sip coffee.
Poets from around the world,
evoke the smell of warm linen
& the musk of a hard life.

Im dwelling here, words set me free throughout the day.
No longer still, nothing now will be mundane.

Gratitude, Contentment.
We’re home now, Soul.
Collecting trinkets as we scroll.
A soft baby in my arms.

Who cares the time, or of our role.
Right now, I’m steam from a black bean cup.
Warm & Full.

A thank you to the poetry community.

#motherhood #poetrycommunity #mindfulness #coffee #soul #everydaymagic #gratitude #presence #slowmorning #freeverse

Blake M Woods Jul 19

Haiku of Great Gratitude

Not just a teacher…
I saw Christ in all of them.
...A mold of my Soul.

Tribute to all educators everywhere. No matter their belief, I saw the face of Christ in each person that took time to teach me something.

#haiku #gratitude #teacher