Best Discourages Poems
Pretty pink pansies soothe searing souls; seek them; take walks.
Offerings of friendship to another can distract depressive thoughts; open your heart.
Evoking visions of amusing moments, absorb melancholy; envision funny times.
Talk about something else, like tantalizing taste buds, instead of tumbling into misery.
Depression debilitates, destroys, discourages, and devours; design a pleasure plan.
Escape the misery; elevate merriment with music; sing and dance.
Serenity takes practice; so get started; find a serene spot in a garden; watch for sparkles.
Take time to pamper yourself; go to the spa or read a good book; relish positives.
Relax at home or sit in a mall and watch the world go by; DO NOT SHOP!
Overspending can lead to deeper depression; develop internal joys one thought at a time.
Yesterday is gone. So, forget about it. Today is a new day; make a fresh start.
Everything has a time and a season; trusting in God can help with anticipation anxiety.
Remember to grow and learn from every life experience both positive and negative.
After all, we are privileged to be on Earth where we can learn and grow, each day.
Never give up on yourself, no matter what; forgive yourself for mistakes; stay strong.
Determine to succeed at gladness; replace sad thoughts with happy ones…intentionally.
Demons can creep into one’s life; be sure to replace them with Heavenly hosts;
Enrich your soul with scripture study and silent prayers; find fellowship.
“Pretty is as pretty does,” was a common saying back in the day; see your prettiness.
Remember that raindrops refresh all living things; let some fall on your face.
Exuberantly laugh as the wetness drips onto your tongue; breathe deeply, slowly.
Sunshine follows the rain both in nature and in life. Remember, depression will pass.
Seek your own path; one that holds your happiness, stay on that path, strongly.
Individual self-worth is a way of thinking; pick positive worthy people for friends.
Overcome depression one day at a time, one thought at a time, effervescently.
Now is the time to embark on your happy future, feel better soon…lovingly.
December 9, 2014
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Fighting Depression (poems for PD)
Sponsor Shadow Hamilton
Living is an enigma that
Inspires and discourages simultaneously.
Fear is not living.
Eternal hope makes it worthwhile.
When I was little,
I've been suffered discrimination.
At starting point,
I couldn't be notice the situation.
Only difference between I and others
was that I was new commer.
I was not a native there,
I was a stranger.
I've learned about human,
that wasn't believable creature.
Every time I tasted pain,
I felt their poor and miserable nature.
Lots of sadness
came into my heart.
My damage was so severe,
that I couldn't restart.
There was nothing
to be helpful, around.
This was the true nature
of human being, I've found.
People always hate others,
who are different from them.
People never accept others,
that did not benefit them.
...Enough !!
I can't continue
being suffered terribly from them any more.
I can't continue
being nervous for their sake never more.
I thought
I could depend nothing on them at all.
I decided
standing on my own foot and withdrew them all.
No expect to others,
no discourages from them.
No reliance on others,
no betrayal by them.
I've learned
keeping safe distance from others all time.
And I've learned
to avoid troubles by those evils at anytime.
I could start
living peacefully in this way.
I thought
I would be going on this way.
And once I've been freed
from evil curse of people barely,
I've found the fact
they also hurt each other poorly.
I was disgusted but never thought,
it's my turn to negrect them.
Because, doing this way,
means I was the same with them.
I threw myself
into loneliness with silence.
Neither as a victim nor as an assaulter,
concern with them was out of my patience.
But after long time passed...
I could find a person,
who can kindly accept me.
We could understand each other
and this could change me.
Whether it was good or bad,
everything was acceptable.
Finally I knew warm heart of human
that let me think people a bit approvable.
29/Dec/2015
Fengleishanren.
Digital life discourages thinking,
Laptops encourage time sinking,
Really surfing-the-net,
Is indulging a pet,
For PC’s are pet squirrels chewing nuts who are linking.
Prejudice within a heart
Colors all the world in hues
Of melancholy and haunting
Darkness in clouds of mourning
Laughter stilled by a bigot’s zeal
Racism within the soul
Colors all the world in shadows
Of dread, despair, disgrace
All the feelings of disillusionment
Hope silenced by discrimination
Bias within the one who knows
Colors blind eyes to truth and light
Discourages the feelings of honesty
And weakens the prayers who need to believe
God is with us, always in control, filling the spirit
With tolerance, patience and acceptance
Love that lives within the heart who knows
Narrow-mindedness dissuades truth and good
Prejudice reminds us why we should always be
Filled with toleration for those who are different
And an honest agreement to bring acceptance to those
Who may have, once upon a time, experienced bias of the worst sort
Bias brought alive on the gloomy breath of doubt, despair and dread
Darkness that weakens the light’s beautiful tenderness!
Have faith and believe, with God
All things are possible
With God, racism will soon be forgotten!
Critical Race Theory Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco
June 23, 2021
If You Think...
If you think a love like a mother will exist, there and then
You must have been building castles in the air and thus
Need a medic or an injection to kill that feeling of an outcast-
A shadow of falsehood you’ve been chasing.
Friends like mothers will exist no doubt about that
I'm but particular about if boldly will exist in instant world, where
Sailing through has no backfire or low indignation, where
Right to freedom and possession would not be denied, where
Behind your backs, you would have all sides’ safety
Like the baby in the mother's womb, or the sun in the sky.
A bounty ground, a must be aftermath of the journey on free
Bridge on the cross roads, and lanes, and water, and bushes
Over the mountain; the rock, the valley and the hill, and on the
Troubled memory of liquors, women, demigods and kings of miseries?
Water full of love is only a reservoir for the Creator asides mothers.
I may be viewed as uncivilized or sound barbaric by this logic, but reasons
Will proclaim reality in my tone, stand and modest mood.
“Ease! Be at ease!!” The breeze from the mothers’ bosom’s recollections sway, that
Your mind would seek forgiveness and refuge from her, then the All Forgiver. Then true
Mind will redeem and have the lasting rest of his life, yield to and fulfill mother’s wish.
A.O
19/2/2014
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Note: Mothers addressed here may not necessarily be ones biological mother. It could be he or she who is never sick or tired of listening to you, hearing your plights or problems and helping you proffer solutions to them. He or she never discourages, never over-pampers and pray for your success at all times...
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NEITHER A BORROWER NOR LENDER BE
Because lending to friend may lose you that friend:
If he cannot repay and feels indebted, his burden is double:
How to be independent is what he needs to learn ;
And borrowing for myself discourages me to think of the end:
And such sloppy thinking will land me in trouble -
Thinking there is no need to save or plan or even earn.
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Entered in Walayee’s Contest FAVORITE QUOTE
Time Evolves
Mind Changes
Thoughts Perform
Problems Divide
People Manifest
Destiny Accomplishes
Wisdom Dominates
Unity Succeeds
Love Enhances
Hate Discourages
Water Flows
Nerves Penetrate
Energy Stimulate
Teacher Manipulates
Materialism Depreciates
Opportunity Fluctuates
Power Influences
Creativity Discovers
Emotions Transitions
Strengths Prolific
Time Travels
Books Motivate
Give Thanks
I see some who have faith, and some who have doubts,
and why not? for so many have seen it go south.
It is hard to embrace an emotion so frail,
with one outcome glorious, the rest, doomed to fail.
It discourages, sadness and dims your demeanor,
with one thrust, it can take all your trust to the cleaners!
And SO many times it will falsely appear,
moving away every time you draw near.
It teases and tiptoes around you at night,
yet by day it remains a big part of your life.
It shows up at meetings, when lunch is provided,
and when you are home, it strolls in uninvited.
It stomps around, feet full of mud, without wiping,
It purposefully mixes the trash with recycling.
Suffice to say, it can be an ill guest,
it will eat, it will push, it will tug, it will test.
But there is a trick, which I'll tell you about,
one thing about true Love, it's not often found.
Rather, Love tends to treat you better, you'll find,
when it happens without force, and arrives from inside.
But I promise, cross my heart, hope to die, i don't lie,
when Love's arms open wide, they squeeze tight for all time.
...and that's the end of this rhyme!
A mother's love:
is a warm embrace.
It is bed-time stories,
and pancakes for breakfast.
A mother's love:
is kissing a boo-boo,
making the hurt all better,
with a cookie and a hug.
A mother's love:
encourages what is good,
discourages what is bad,
and always forgives.
A mother's love:
is unconditional,
unforgettable,
neverending.
A mother's love:
is all encompassing.
It's a cozy snuggle,
on a cold winter's day.
2/19/2013
Kim Merryman
Entered in Leonora's "Write me a poem (picture)" contest
Between Two Dunderhead Friends
What if dunderheads befriend dead-woods?
They can only do as cowards do,
For they are just mentally constrained to;
Rationalize than defend
Their defenceless senseless;
Being and pride in helpless
Cry-foul.
They're just as thin air between dark clouds,
They descend in envious yet porous;
And empty as vessels of a dumb
Mongrel that only bites when fed
And often
Fall from grace to disgrace their soul.
For they not know their purpose,
They just are dead;
As walking skeletal kind.
They are never here nor there.
They chase a silent wind from imaginative deficiency,
As though theirs were a brutalized kind without remedy,
For enemy
Is their most adorable human face. They are ready;
For what does not concern their little mind.
They really are just as innocent like a broken child,
Their innocence is deceptive, as snake to a tongue.
Yet enslave their brethren with perceptive arms;
Of a lost but lunatic. O what a vulnerable pal,
For yours would fade into pages of the missing. After all;
Life cares not about you either. You can harden to a stone,
For hard ears rebel against their deafness. They're prone
To know the truth as though they had known,
And I know that you feel weak when I talk,
As days have coloured in empty blue skies galore!
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Onalethuso Petruss Buyile Ntema
The Voice of a Shadow: Life, Reality & Mental Inspiration Poetry, 2016
This poem discourages greedy and seemingly narrowed-bourgeois friendship. It scores further to forewarn human beings against such deceptive 'mark of the beast'. For life is just a friendly kind, yet distorted by shadows of friendship.
Maybe the world doubts,
Discourages, crinkled brows.
You belong in strength.
Pain discourages my heart
And I feel so very lost
Alone like I have never known
With a sorrow that has grown
From something sad and dark
To a feeling of grief beyond words
Aching to my very bones
This throbbing trouble is like
Mourning, black and gloomy
Heavy on the heart and shadowed
By the feelings of dread and fear
That pierce the hope, dispel
All the faith that whispers
Its grace and thanks
Its light that shines down
From its home above
From the center of the storm
Falling in shades of death and ruin
There lives a silence that attests
To the hurt living in my chest
The worry that colors my life
In an oppressive urgency for light
The anguish that comes to life
On the heart who knows such strife
Is like a sting from the bleakness
Brought about my struggles with despair
The angry depression who can’t care
If my mind is at a loss for the peace
That comes when the truth flies free
The truth is that love from God
Destroys the darkness, the discord
Brought about by a sorrow beyond words
Feelings so painful they are a part
Of the shadows, the obscurity, the night
Where we can’t see the intense light
Of One who gives our hearts relief
Solace for all our pain and grief
Assurance that all we need to do is
Believe, and we’ll discover the answer
To our prayers is alive in the heart
Of those who share a love of Jesus
The One who opens the door to hope
The One who silences the fear
The One who shelters us through
Every sorrow, every pain, every struggle
With Him, there is only sweetness and wonder!
Being a teenager sucks
Why did i have to grow up
All of the moods swings and all the voices
Saying i can never keep up
Sometimes i hate my mind
It discourages me most of the time
If i ever want to achieve something
I’ll usually be out of time
My feelings make me confused
I cant find a suitable muse
To give me inspiration
Or match my outrageous views
Sometimes I’m really afraid
I think i might be insane
Turning to soliloquy
When I’m frustrated with my ways
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Humanity
The gravity of inertia,
Jealous force,
Weighs down the heart
Paralyzed in fools' gold -
Grounded in resistant exhaustion
With flightless wings.
The weight of pressure
On dreams
Discourages footsteps
From optimism –
Ambitions petrified,
Abandoned in the grip
Of paralytic obsession,
Vacillates in stares
At the blank canvass of comatose,
Numb with indifference
To change.
Hope flees
Unable to step right or left,
North or south,
Up or down,
Chained in detachment
By relentless conflict,
With universal ambivalence.
Yet,
Bound by these stoic bonds
The soul still dreams,
Reaches to dazed stars
Pointing north,
Waiting release by the humanity
Of the Prime Mover
In perpetual motion.