Best Convictions Poems
Without convictions, a man resembles
an aimlessly sailing boat, in which both the rudder
and
the anchor is missing!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
30 May 2022
I accept Death's finality,
it's been a while since I believed.
I've lost my convictions of youth,
viewing Faith through cynical eyes.
It's been a while since I believed;
my prayers dwindled to a few.
Viewing Faith through cynical eyes;
I foresee what the future holds.
My prayers dwindled to a few;
it's hard to accept, but it's true.
I foresee what the future holds
now that my life's nearing its end.
It's hard to accept, but it's true;
Faith is a transitory state.
Now that my life's nearing its end,
I don't believe there is a God.
Faith is a transitory state,
I've lost my convictions of youth.
I don't believe there is a God,
I accept Death's finality.
The difference between
the carnal and the spiritual,
has as much to do with
convictions as does visuals.
The Carnal's favorite epithet:
I will believe in it when I see it.
Living as a mere fleck in the universe
his chances of vision grow steadily worse.
While Spiritual cling to holy writ:
I will see it because I believe it.
With the number of faiths available,
all options, it seems, are on the table.
NOTE: Another oldie that I've never showed before ...
Does it seem strange?
Men will sell their souls,
for votes.
Twisting their beliefs
into a rumpled heap.
Lubricated lies,
when they are greased,
slither and slide,
like a snake.
Stick to your convictions
Don’t ever back away
Tell it like it is
Say all you have to say.
When you have a chance to meet success
Stick to your convictions
And surely if you do what’s right
You’ll have very few restrictions.
So knuckle down , apply yourself
Be the best that you can be
If you stick to your convictions
Your success you’ll guarantee.
The safest way you can succeed
And live up to your predictions
Is to work real hard, but most of all
Stick to your convictions.
Who wants to hear my latest diatribe
of how the world could stand to be improved?
Or quaff a pint, and hear as we imbibe,
of politics of which I’ve not approved?
Perhaps a glass of vintage Cabernet
would help one hear the stories of my life.
My search for love that doesn’t fly away
and of the dove I asked to be my wife.
Perhaps a fine liqueur might calm the nerves
of him who hears my faith's deepest conviction -
at best, which challenges; at worst, which serves
to drive between two friends a wedge of friction.
My alcoholic beverage of choice -
the pen that gives my heart a sober voice.
My young daughter
Can take care
Of herself
But she does not
Whereas my
Old age mother
Can’t take care
Of herself
But still she does
Why so
because of wrong convictions
towards life
that are taught to us
(By Kishan Negi)
Today I’m grateful for those who possess the courage of their convictions
whose courage is their cornerstone….
who are not afraid to stand up for what is right…
even if they have to stand alone.
Convictions
susan Q. miller © 2011
Song Lyrics
Maybe our convictions are convictions after all,
They lock us in a prison in our minds.
They keep us from living in this moment.
We’re out of synchronicity---out of present time.
Convicted by convictions, we are prisoners, prisoners.
Living in the past we will never be free
Until we breakout, until we break out,
Open up and live our lives today.
I'm not looking for a pot of gold
At the end of some long road.
Treasures wait around each bend, we can uncover them.
There is no end to the wealth to be discovered
When we break out, break out of our delusions,
Break out, break out of all our past conclusions.
Then we can be free, yes we can be free to live today, today
Let’s live for today.
Maybe our convictions are convictions after all.
They lock us in a prison in our minds.
Each of us are wardens and we hold the key.
There is no one else who can set the prisoner free.
So if we breakout, if we’re willing to breakout
Of past conclusions, our delusions,
Then we can be free
Free to live today
Free to find a better way
No time to waste on blame.
It’s time to break out.
We’ve got to break out.
God upholds us while we live according to our biblical convictions
Fighting for them against any vain humanistic perspective
Along allurements packed by lust and deceit’s intentions…
In following His instructions toward heavenly directive.
God blesses our convictions while we lean unto His understanding
Vanquishing falsity along with attacking ignorance
Since His wisdom chastens and corrects our hypocrisy’s pretending…
So we can stay humble under His omniscience-endurance.
*Proverbs 15:33 The fear of the LORD is the instruction of wisdom; and before honour is humility.
June 23, 2019
Do you hold your convictions well
And have to oblige for others to tell
Your favourite story for all to see
And want others to believe to be
But tolerance is the issue for all in the world
To not force your beliefs as they are held
I think this is the operative story
Tolerance and harmony the glory.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Pathos is my validity; for I hear my guides
and I feel them. I follow them, they make up
my Weltanschauung.
Ethos has nothing to do with me;
I have no interest in captivating or compelling
followers or admirers.
Eros was once my go-to place; I have outgrown
her bows and arrows; replacing her with
faith and peace.
An avid ideologist, I have never been interested
in logos of any kind; not once up a time,
not in this lifetime or any other.
Kairos has my full attention for I fall into every
situation that has ever made a difference in my life.
Sometimes being pushed in actually, kicking and screaming.
Philosophy? I do not have any; just a conviction that
entities are speaking to me, and I am grateful to have
the heart and soul to hear.
A man without convictions a boat resembles missing both anchor and rudder!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
31 March 2017
It seems to be so odd to me
The way we accept these casualties
They fall before our very eyes
And somehow we just walk on by
We avert our stares, we turn our heads
Oblivious that we stand on a ledge
Unaware of our own mortality
Seeking to mesh with normality
Lost and wayward, pretending to know
Exactly where we're trying to go
Inappropriate, incognito, in denial
Those who are judged are placed on trial
Without even knowing the crime
In daily life we serve our time
May we all be blessed with the courage of our convictions
and may that courage be our cornerstone…
allowing us to stand up for what is right
even if that means we stand alone.