Best Difficulties Poems
I've never twitted on Tweeter
nor am I an Instagrammarian
I've searched on Goggle
but cannot find MyFace on the interweb
I ask "how do I find the North Star?"
and get 4,460,000,000 hits, mostly ads
for an ice cream bar called "The Big Dipper"
so I go make some toast and eat lunch
at least I can work a toaster
Kids think I was born in the Jurassic era
believing my first job was swabbing the deck
on a Byzantine sailing ship
for I speak of phones connected to the wall
and TV sets with 4 channels and cars that got 8 mpg
I don't know url's from www's, or http's from html's
my mobile phone always auttocronects my speeling
and cyber censors block my search for 'penal colonies'
I cannot find the mute button on Zoom
so my belch might make it into the meeting minutes
my internet takes regular coffee breaks
and the only tweeting is the birds outside my window
so I sit at my screen watching dots chase themselves in a circle
trying not to get toast crumbs
on my high tech keyboard
Written 16 Mar 2022
Please don’t leave
Or I will grieve…
Just let me breathe…
At ease…at ease…
Rescue me from difficulties
Please don’t be a little tease
I will be like the blessed breeze
Just rescue me please…oh please..oh please…
Please understand
I need a helping hand
Just let me be able to see
If I’m able to be truly happy
Let me know if I’ll ever be free
Because we are caught up in the waves of oblivion and blasphemy
Rescue me from difficulties
Please don’t be a little tease
I will be like the blessed breeze
Just rescue me please…oh please..oh please…
Rescue me from difficulties
Please don’t be a little tease
I will be like the blessed breeze
Just rescue me please…oh please..oh please…
Rescue me from difficulties
Please don’t be a little tease
I will be like the blessed breeze
Just rescue me please…oh please..oh please…
I’m dead inside and you are enlightening me
Slowly but surely…slowly but surely…my baby…
Free me from despair
I don’t care, neither do you
If we are a perfect pair —
Made true and shining anew
Rescue me from difficulties
Please don’t be a little tease
I will be like the blessed breeze
Just rescue me please…oh please..oh please…
Please rescue me
From difficulties…
Can’t you see, my lovely baby…
I’m lost at sea and lost in the breeze…
Not at ease,
So please…
Let me know when you can rescue me
Can't tie shoes. Can't read aloud. Can't memorize Latin.
IQ test, panic, shyness.
Confidence goes missing.
Ask, and you will receive.
A corner turned.
College, city planner, romance, graduation.
Paradise lost. War drums.
"You are hereby ordered to report."
Many rockets fired, crashing all around.
Fear and dread. "Grab your guns." Invasion.
Ask, and you will receive.
Deliverance! Unscathed.
A terrible war left behind.
Cheers on homeward flight abound.
Civilian life: lost and bewildered.
Just don't fit in.
Ask, and you will receive.
It all comes together.
Grad school, true love and a career.
Wedding bells, children, grandchildren.
Blessings astound.
Retirement: Spanish, softball, world travel.
All a pure delight.
But time speeds up. No, we slow down. Sunset and aging.
Microsoft 7, 10 and 11.
Accounts, passwords, applications.
Patient portals, lab tests, hospitalizations.
Masks, shots and Covid 19.
Can't keep up. There's no time. Trouble remembering.
Anger, self-doubt, then frustration.
Ask, and you will receive.
Rescued again.
True love comforts.
Eternal Love sustains.
Inspirational Christian Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
February 23, 2022
Woman who doesn't have
fear of cockroach ...
man who supports
well the pain ...
Nervous to become silent,
shy to be super speaker ...
serious to smile,
unsmiling have
loose laughter ...
Listen to the snake chirp ...
Cow coughing and ox flying,
christened horse attend
the mass,
battle horse
to fight...
Jaguar do
the nails,
mooing bullfrog,
ancient cock command ...
It's difficult to function
In the midst of destruction
Peace, come to us in time of need
Give graciously, wave 'bye to greed
Let me function all on my own
Your devices are going to crumble...down...
Get me out of this cage of alone
Your malice chases away the humble...in this strange town...
Peace gives graciously to the needy
Chaos takes away hope from the greedy
It's difficult to function in the midst of destruction
It's not your fault I have lost my direction due to assumption
Silence overthrows the ominous, nostalgic night
Daylight dawns upon me with such luminous light
Don't fence me in with your love again
Follow my footsteps to the unknown; for I, alone, will find where you been
Fade away the faithless hues of gray between us
Know that we are together in this on the same bus
Hatred will never shower down regret and distrust upon our love boat
Shameful dread and sorrow will not be our tomorrow's raincoat
It's difficult to function
In the midst of affliction
I'm marrying the utmost, marvelous joy in my aching heart before it shatters apart
I'm divorcing the many disdainful and painful trains of thought from the start
It's difficult to function
In the midst of destruction
If there really is a sweet heaven above,
Will You shower upon us eternal love?
It's complicated to figure a way out
Of your desolate dungeon
It's hard to make a difference, with no doubt,
Under pressure times a dozen
Difficulties arise...difficulties arise...lowering our highs
Much like the brink of morning's radiant, yet resonating sunrise
Saw it right through your eyes, in your moonlit, sunset eyes -
The gracious truth beneath the hideous lies...boy, how time flies
The lies of society are sugarcoated with lullabies and goodbyes
But, still, we will share the lovely unity of our low-deprived highs
Finally, God answered our prayers and why's
He answered each and every one of our cries
Difficulties arise as we try to function in our hopelessness
We cannot avoid the fact that we are always together in this
When life feels so hard that
We want to take a breath
When sleep feels like escape
And we are the verge of giving up
Love for others , love of them make us go longer
We again push yourself
We told ourself to walk a little longer
When life feels so rude and rash
Some soft words of love make us go harder
And fight for us .
Sometimes when we come to the point
Questioning what is wrong or right
Or why you are keep going like this
When we have to do some tasks
No matter how tired you are
And the heart feels like ice and the body as stone
Where we don' t feel a thing
Neither the pain of cuts , nor the broken heart
And the question of what the purpose of living comes in mind comes
When others are taking about how to enjoy the life ,
And deciding of their life
And we are here on that one way road
It sometimes feels so unfair
But then yours words comes to my mind that
Every life is unique in their own way
We have some things that others don't have
And we don't have some thing that they have
We can't the lives of two person
Can't compare the hardships of us to others
We can't see their hardships just like you thought
They can't see yours .
So I gather myself once again
Doing what I need to do
Doing without thinking about these foolish things .
Rose thorns
in attainment of beauty
carry the torment
-November 07, 2018 Chattogram
it's hard to hate someone
you've held in your arms
someone you've kept warm
someone who's feed at your breast
someone who day by day you dressed
it's hard to hate someone you've feed
or for that someone
bedtime stories you have read
someone you've brought joy
with a little dolly or a toy
it's hard to hate when you
remember the joy
it's hard to hate someone
who's arms wrapped around your leg
that made crayola pictures of mom and dad
it's hard to hate what we once had
even though the out come is sad
but over all the love that drives me mad
is the one thing i have
that forever makes me glad
We walk
And Talk
And walk a block
AHHH! A ROCK!
What a shock!
I trip and my phone flies up like a airplane
And the phone cries,"Oh no! This is not a good game!"
It dives down to the ground
It surely dies!
"I'm okay!" The phone celebrates.
It is hard to deny what your heart wants,
Especially when your spirit is at war within you.
It is difficult to squash the pain
When what you desire is out of reach
Drowning in a sea of grief and longing deep and true
The words are there crying out to be heard
Like crystal tears shattering silently on the ground
Only to be crushed by those who cannot
Or will not see them
Scattered like diamond dust
So beautiful to behold
Yet cause so much pain when
Brought back together
(10.28.14)
Do hard times causes trials?
Do hard times causes vexing, troublesome?
Do hard times causes sorrows?
Do hard times causes worrying?
Hard times oftentimes are stepping stones of one’s reverence, beliefs, and tests oftentimes one may perceive their alone at this stage the Most high has
Our hands directing one’s passages in disguises confronting trials in hard-times.
I never thought life can be cruel sometimes
I never thought growing up will be a living hell
sometimes growing up, facing challenges is like living In the world of sins and devils
sometimes you don't even know where to start
what to say and how to say it
you don't even know whether to cry or not
sometimes you don't know how to tell a soul how you feel
But deep down you are in pain, confused, resentment and footprints
But life goes on
Only if you talk, be free and be able to laugh about it
Life goes on through all the circumstances we come across
Life goes on in all difficulties of it
Life goes on
Confused and at a loss
I become mind blank and speechless
From young to old
Difficulties and hardships never end
Knowledge and experience can't help
Patience and perseverance slowly wear out
But the world still sleeps and wakes up
But the moon still shines and the stars still twinkle
It seems telling me to pursuit continuously
Amongst the hustle and bustle
That wake up the morning and the earth
Amongst the crowds
That come and go in an endless flow
Amongst the poetry
That sounds one's heart
You give me inspiration
like no other
An electronic that I fear
could yet be my best connection ever
I'll take it slow
so I don't blow my cover
Cicadas burst forth into song. Why did they not decompose
seventeen years underground?
How much knowledge, right or wrong, does God choose not to disclose?
God’s servant, Job finally found...
When life's negatives develop, it is Truth which they expose.