Best Adversity Poems
i am no longer
lost in the labyrinth
of your twisted mentality
i kiss the lips of freedom
once you drove
me insane in the brain
now stubborn stains wash away
i will never bleed again
as i liberate my mind
from your shackles of sorrow
my suppressed spirit soars
watch me fly
i collect every
shattered shard of hope
place them in my heart
my faith heals each crack
for all the tongues silenced
all the hearts broken
i fail to hate you
i thank you for the lessons
pangs of passion
refuel a desire to dream
as flames rekindle
no rain can extinguish
yesterday i fell
like sunset in a storm
today i am a tropical sunrise
there is treasure in adversity
simple musing
silent one
17 November 2019
“Power over Adversity”
by: Eric L. Boddie
Thank You for the victory that only You could conceive
Thank You for the air You allow each of us to breathe
Thank You for the food that keeps us going strong
Thank You for the Church, the place we all belong
Thank You for the rain that falls from above
Thank You for the struggle, it makes us worthy of Your Love
Thank You for the water, the maintainer of life
Thank You for the woman, only she can be a wife
Thank You for the children, the only form of man which is totally true
Thank You for the devil, only his test can prove our loyalty to You
Thank You for the saints who are not afraid to call upon Your Name
Thank You for the sacrifice given the last time You came
Thank You for Your Word, the greatest power ever
Thank You for Your Guidance through the stormiest weather
Thank You for listening every time I want to talk
Thank You for following me, no matter where I walk
Thank You for Your Mercy, It has been given so many times
Thank You for Your Forgiveness, even for the things which only occur in my mind
Thank You for my soul, the place where the costs of my sins will be paid
Thank You for Job, the greatest example ever made
Thank You for my brothers and sisters, just them, not the things they do
Thank You for my mother, she gave me directions to where I could find You
Thank You, Heavenly Father, because only in You can we place all of our trust
Thank You for Your Holy Son, He cleared a path for us
If you never try,
you will never know.
If there's no stuggle
there's no progress,
so how can you ever grow?
After the coldest winter
doesn't the flower bloom the most.
Each storm has its' reward,
yet not seen & doesn't show.
Stay firm & rooted,
& all shall come to pass.
Remain true to who you are
Flower of Adversity:
& just watch how long you last.
This poem belongs to all the children who will never know the joy
of running on a beach and getting sand between their toes. Told
from the perspective of a 12-year-old boy, wheelchair-bound.
I know a place where the stars kiss the sea;
and fish sing all night in cool harmony.
Where golden crystals, sparkling in the sand
are polished each night by a wizard's hand.
Added to that are bright amethyst gems
from the cache of sunset wandering in.
A magical place where one can pretend
those broken, like me, are able to mend.
I found I could run at last--on fire!
So fast a comet might even admire.
I tumbled and cartwheeled all over sand;
then shook a magician's vanishing hand.
I whirled with delight, so eager to go
to all those places intriguing me so
defying gravity, I jumped so high,
I touched the edge of the deep purple sky.
Catching a ride from a planet to star
I could glimpse them all, both near and far.
No stopping me now, I joyfully thought.
A passing moonbeam next I caught,
that took me farther, a more distant place,
where stars shake hands and then embrace
I spoke with Zeus as his wife, Hera, smiled;
even spoke with Ares, their wayward child.
They said I must heed Earth's beckoning call;
because i'm not one of them, after all.
Suddenly captured by a downward draft,
starting to tumble, I could hear Zeus laugh.
As I tumbled down, the breeze gently placed
me in my wheelchair--my usual space.
But now that I know special secrets of
a magical land so far above.
I'll travel where my arms can at last lift
a flower I find on a sandy drift.
Where I can jump and dance and run--
and all things are possible under the sun.
Written: September 07, 2023
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I can't sleep at night, so I stay alive.
I am awake, and I search and strive.
I'm no warrior, just a bumbling scrambler.
Restless nights render me a rambler.
I crave a paladin, a light to guide my way.
Yet, gloom reigns, and all hope wanes away.
Into a cloud of tedium and torpor of a tongue.
I long for silence, for optimism to be wrung.
Capsized in an abyss of frustration,
For solace, a catalyst in this desolation.
My gloom clings to such a symbiote spawn.
Snarled metastatic root quotum-dot drawn.
Hush, my tired soul, and let illusions fade.
In this darkness, all that is a masquerade.
Seek not the light, for it is only a gleam.
Rather, apply the recess to deem it a dream.
In the gloom, where shadows dance and play.
It is a quiet oasis where anxiety withers away.
I need faith, resilience, and perseverance.
To explore this squalid earth sans inherence.
facing a tsunami
of a hurdle
summoning the strength
posted on September 30, 2018
poking through asphalt
a tiny leaf reaches up
triumphant beauty
If adversity don`t break you
Adversity will make you stronger in facing life
11.03.2012
A-L Andresen :)
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No
Succumb
To adverse
Events that teach
To be more wise and selective in life
Example For Victim Or Victor Contest
September 10, 2016
Adversity has many names,
Sized from minuscule to monumental,
Creeping in unnoticed,
Hiding behind life's little annoyances.
Adversity,
Balloons at the worst possible moment,
Taking everyone by surprise,
Left standing in total shock.
Adversity,
Cutting to the core,
Leaving scars
That never heal.
Adversity,
Spreading a shroud of darkness,
A heavy burden on the shoulders,
A Millstone around the neck.
"Adversity," He says,
As He puts His arm around me,
Drawing me closer to His side,
Whispering, "Don't worry, we'll get through this together."
Go thru now; come out on the other side later
A loving husband, a devoted wife, a well learnt daughter.
This method does not only work for relationships
But on this, take the time to ponder and see the end result.
This matter is plain to see; most people do stop and wonder.
A mind baffling thought to see a hairy caterpillar
Transformed into the most beautiful butterfly. So
Beautiful a pleasure to see. Before it gets to that stage
The struggle and challenge must begin. Later on this colorful
Butterfly emerge to life, enjoying flowers and lush green hills
This metaphor is an example so we can see, to get on in life things
Would not always be easy. Sometimes it’s a struggle, laughter and
Pain, adversity is a part of life, and triumph comes at last, all good to gain.
Surviving adversity, it is really against the odds
that you'll still stay normal with your full deck of cards
Like many a cause that you know have a price
where principle is concerned, you're ready to sacrifice
There is right and there is wrong, you don't need to belong
your principles are just, they have made you headstrong
No rhyme and no reason can sway you from this cause
because you've pondered its justice and have found no flaws
Shouts of anger and negativity galore
you are now tasting just what is in store
What words could you offer to those limited in thought
Then all is finished, would it be your wisdom they sought?
Words of the heart enter the heart, when all else fails
it's not a bad place to be, when addressing another's ails
To overcome adversity there is not always one solution
but it can never be found in starting a revolution
In final sum, it seems like the rule of thumb
better to negotiate that peace and then some
For the alternatives are all to clear
why perpetuate hatred and fear
so put aside your differences
and find a world wishing to care
Drenched in the rain, she walks up the hill
Pot in her hand, feet marching towards the well
Day or night, candles flicker where she dwells
Her other half drinks in absurdity
Throats parched, kids study in obscurity
On topic “Unity in Diversity”
She feeds the stomachs, lay them to sleep
Bells chime in Temple, she goes to sweep
Devotees swarm in, their pockets are deep
Standing in solitude
Unclothed of all that is earthly
Yet unashamed, in fact proud
For she had stood tall
To all adversities in her path
Emerging victorious
Stronger than before
This poem is by my wonderful uncle
The walls may attest to my fears of running into the unpleasant occasion,
Visit’s thee at least once a day.
A struggle taken unto thee,
Trampled by trespassing footsteps that roam my musings,
Will it be painful, swift, or merciful.
Will thee even be aware, or perhaps,
Thee will be awaken on the other side.
Paralyzed by the unknown,
I guess
I shall see you on the other side.
A sudden knock thou can’t ignore,
Shattered sounds of glass disrupt the silence,
The lights hid behind the darkness
The walls trembled with fear
Awake thee and all among
Look not, teeth and tongue shall say no more
I shall see you on the other side.
The moon may dance but thee may witnessed not,
Thunders may clap not at the hearing of thee
Raindrops appear unmindful to thee
I shall see you on the other side.
Like dark clouds in the sky,
Grasping this phenomenon is yet to bring a smile to those that ponder.
One day the stars were no more,
Thou art whispered a prayer, and path ways with consciousness.
The inevitable dreaded occasion came without warning.
I shall see you on the other side.
Like ice on heat my memories faded,
Lay thee down like a single-celled organism.
The other side awaited thee,
A still presence in shape or form remained,
Yet consciousness disappeared in the still of the night.
I shall see you on the other side.
Thou shall partake in a travelled journey headed for the hereafter.
The transcendental importance of the soul shall dance into the planes of existence.
Fear no more, thee shall join in the state of the natural,
Captivated by peace and happiness, thereafter.
I shall see you on the other side.