Best Hinderance Poems
DELVE INTO THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD AS IF IT WERE YOUR OYSTER
GO TO IT AS IF IT WERE A GIFT WRAPPED JUST FOR YOU AND YOUR
SENSES. WIPE CLEAN EVERY THOUGHT AND REMOVE ALL THE FEAR
AND HINDERANCE OF THIS WORLD. TAKE LIFE WITH AN INTAKE OF NEW
BREATH ANDMEDITATE ON THE MEANING OF LIVING, THROUGH YOUR
MEDITATIVE STATE OF WELL BEING, AND INVIGORATE CHANTS. GIVE YOUR
SOUL NEW LESSONS TO LEARN THEN GO AHEAD AND (BREATHE)
RENDER TIME, IT IS AN EXTENSION OF YOUR CAREFUL THOUGHTS, SO
TEACH IT THE FINE ART OF PATIENCE, GOODNESS, AND ACCEPTANCE.
ALL GOOD THINGS TAKE TIME, SO DO NOT RUSH THE PROCESS OF YOUR
HEALING, NOR THE PROCESS OF YOUR LEARNING. EVERYTHING GOOD
COMES TO THOSE WHO WAIT AT THE PEARLY GATES OF HOPE AND
LOVE. (BREATHE)
DELVE INTO THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD AS IF IT WERE YOUR OYSTER
CRACK IT UP WITH YOUR EXCITED ANTICIPATION AND WATCH WITH
SWEET ELATION AS THE GIFT BECOMES YOU AND WEARS YOU WELL.
TAKE CARE, WALK GENTLY ON THIS EARTH , AND GIVE YOURSELF
NEW BIRTH WITH THE HELP OF YOUR CREATOR ALMIGHTY ! AMEN!
AND SO BT IT. !
NAMASTE ...
A woman friend, of gorgeous pulchritude,
presents a man with an experience
of nervous, elated, erotic mood:—
to him it's a most welcomed "hinderance."
A guy friend of strong, chiseled, sexy good looks,
makes a woman self-conscious and confused,
when reading, "Fifty Shades of Grey," (soft-**** books)
and thinking of him while fully aroused.
They both may think of the possibilities,
and then wonder: "What can it hurt...if we cross
that line?" But is it worth the realities,
the risks, and the very real, potential loss
of a friendship? Best friends may be real fine,
but is it worth a hay roll (on Cloud Nine)?
We are stardust
Floating in celestial wind
Carried through the Galaxy
Our conscious knows no end
Dancing in ethereal colors
Painting life in rainbow lights
Sailing through the dark
Love igniting our souls spark
Diving in shades of cool
Letting go of all that fools
Ridding our hearts
Of every hinderance
We are stardust
Journeying through time
Searching for the path
That leads to eternity.
"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human
being with an independent will.” - Charlotte Bronte
I live in a country where I am free
free to be me, to say what I want to
to think without any hinderance, restraint
I am not controlled or ever limited
freedom of religion, of speech, of thoughts
of education, the ability to vote and complain
this is freedom
I love being free, never confined
knowing nothing of bondage or slavery
the power of choice is mine to take
I have opportunities and liberty in life
my country has human and legal rights
I know nothing of war in my country
no bombs will wake my sleep at night
this is freedom
I wish every country in the world
knew the freedom that I exist in
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March 19, 2022
Poetry/Verse/This is Freedom
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1440-932-19
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Freedom
sponsor, Robert James Liguori, Judged 03/21/2022
Fifth Place
in the deepest recesses of my heart lies an innocent child
filled with fear full of despair, afraid of the mile
he's been lied to decieved and misguided
and his fears and emotions he does hide it
he fears the world in all its iniquities
and the challice runneth over since the days of antiquity
the stoic progeny whom lies in the depths of my soul can only relfect the darkness that lingers within
for he has been the incumbent occupant the disembodied scholar of sorrow entrapped in a landscape of sin
but as my heart grows darker the image of the child fades into perdition
and the holistic journey of life becomes insuperable as the psyche finds itself in a catankerous battle of subconscious submissions
the will of the inner child manifests his cries through the conscious corridors of the mind
and the release of emotions that hindered the heart flow like sweet nectar from a bottle of wine
we forgive others to forgive ourselves
so that the hinderance that was placed on our shoulders is now placed on the shelves
as the darkness of the heart is exposed to the light
the child that once feared the dark is no longer a creature of the night
for only the shepard calls to his sheep
one out of ninety nine the spotless the meek
redeemed is the child who suffers the path
saved is the soul who is warned of the wrath
There is a sweet little girl whom i see each day,
she wishes to be a star,I pray that she may!
She has the jest,she has the power,
She is the star,star of the next hour!
She wishes to fly but she is shackled in school,
But once she is out,I bet she will rule!
she has a heart that wishes good for all,
her songs remind me of the early morn bird's call!
she has a dream,not short - far too long,
she dreams to change the world with her song!
she is so confident,so lively - so bold,
''but she cant decide her life'',her parents told!
the wonderful girl who should be rocking the stage,
is again in a school,I will call it a shackled cage!
she has a pen, a copy and an elephant book,
and she has to bear it all with a pleasant look!
last night was a shakira's show,she must have cried,
they think she is happy but she is dying inside!
this star will be killed long before she shines,
but I'll accuse the convicts in my rhymes and lines!
Derasest parents, no doubt you love us, you have carried us in your lap,
but you are not me and i am not you,between us is a generation gap!
Our thoughts are different,dreams and ideals too,
so how can you decide we will wear red or blue!
Be a good dad,be a good mom,dont always talk of the performance,
we need your support,your guidance and not your hinderance!
Hundreds of your sons kill themselves every year,
what more proof you need,is it not clear?
we have a life,
we are the teens,
we have hopes,
we have dreams!!
and it was her right to dream,she dreamt of a star,
but I am afraid they will kill her before she goes far!!
Of all that is free in life
there's one that stands out
passion without any strife
that's what it's all about
Take patience and passion
and mix the two together
until they part in fission
neither now the aggressor
In total harmony they meet
patience adding temperance
for'bearingly giving us mete
now loving without hinderance
written 09/03/2013
contest Passion Pays, Not Patience
From the very conception
We were born of good and evil -
Born from coitus pure and carnal,
But born angelic from inception -
Or were we just morally neutral?
Just as children learn of good,
So do they learn of sinful ways.
Where one finds good, evil always preys -
"It is the ying yang of livelihood",
To quote Jenny Palu's phrase.
Its the path of least resistance
That so oft lures the children near,
And into sin which they'll revere.
Morals can be such a hinderance!
And good's path can be so austere!
Evil is the way of the beast -
And while man is certainly a mammal,
He shouldn't act like an animal!
And if he does, let him be fleeced,
and Remembered as infernal!
An animal must kill to live,
And acts carnal instinctually.
But this differs from man's folly -
Survival is an animal's motive,
But man murders demonically!
Consider that many murderous men
Used violence to right a wrong,
And often they are praised in song,
At least by there own countrymen!
Who share their sense of right and wrong.
But while a murderous Saint
Is beloved in one nation,
Others don't share his sense of salvation!
No, they feel the so-called Saint's taint
In his godly devastation
Women of worth and
substance
do not see great men as
hinderance.
Men of might and
matchless quality,
do not see weak women as
liability.
Men who say all women
are bitches
must have fallen into self-
made ditches.
Women can be your
greatest asset,
abusing them could make
you regret.
Those who say all men are
the same,
should bow their heads in
shame.
It show they are making a
mistake,
that is causing them
constant heartbreak.
A constant buzz of busyness
Continually swarming us
Easy to get dragged down
Caught up in the fuss
While in the moment
All you can say is c’mon
Poked like a voodoo doll
The pain keeps piling on
Balancing your emotions
What a rollercoaster ride
Walking on a tightrope
Just trying to get to the other side
Starting to change my stance
What I viewed before as a hinderance
Is actually where the happiness lies
Just couldn’t see through the interference
Zooming out my focus
Seeing through a new lens
Realizing the small moments now
Are really life’s little gems
Daily drama no longer a downer
Instead cherishing my mess
Because when it’s gone for good
I’ll remember these times were the best
So many times we harbor, hinder, hide and hold on to the hurt from our past. You have shown progression in preparing for your present purpose. Do not allow your past pain to hinder your present progression.
Your past is trying to get out of your way, but you keep bringing it up. And by bringing it up, you keep reliving it over and over. He hurt you, he cheated, she cheated, someone wronged you, lied to you, broken you, left you, dampened your spirit, disappointed you… it was the past. Whether it was 10 years ago, 3 months ago or 15 minutes ago, how much of your life and time out of each day are you going to spend reflecting and reliving on the past? Because your past already happened, it probably already got a response or a reaction. And one thing I know is, you can’t change it and you can’t undo it. So, if you already responded or reacted on it, then let it go.
Ask yourself, does your hinderance or harboring help? I know what it does do, it helps keep you in that dark, dampened, sad space and by being in this space, it causes you to harbor bitterness, resentment, rejection, hurt, jealously, anger, revenge, envy and hatred and that can sometimes cause one to sink into depression.
People say, they forgive, but they ain’t gon forget. What I’m saying to you is, your past is trying to move on. It’s saying, “Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me,” but you are holding on to it for dear life, waiting for any and every chance to keep bringing it up and reliving it. You are standing in the way blocking it from passing. Push over, move over, get over and let your past pass. They say, "Let go and let God." Ask God for strength and healing and release it. Move out of your way so you can move on. In the Bible Isaiah 43 vs 18 it says, “Do not remember the former things, nor consider the things of the old. Behold, I will do a new thing.”
Ask yourself, are you ready for some new things? Begin to free your mind from the hurt of your past. Let the past pass and make space for some new, happy, joyful thoughts, reflections and memories.
One will find
That hindering barriers of the mind
Possess an immense, immobilizing power
That if not dealt with,
Ceases the building of the progression tower
DEAR PAMELA
Dear pamela,
The song about you remind me of pains
Your smiles remind me of that day
The sun visited the earth in her full human
To touch the soul of another human being
Is to walk on a holy ground but yours is a
Burning hell decorated with brimstones
Instand of ros flowers which are made in woman's heart.
You are of sadness and weired experience to me
I take as my guide, the hope of a saint in
Crucial things but your presence in my life
Frustrates my believe and trust for womanhood.
I watched the time eroding away, my soul laughed
Sarcastically; your tears built the hut which
Harbour my happiness and my life is long gone
Leave now! I beg you with tears.
The day is still young and fresh to ruin my life
I look forward to get my lost rib not you
Young ladies await me in the corner
Do not be a hinderance to my life
Another will love and care for you more than me
My heart belongs to another, dear pamela.
She says I write (poems) only coz of her absence,
I said, I've known you since my adolescence.
Shared the joy, grief and every experience,
Enjoyed each bit of your coexistence.
Since you left, how hollow is my residence,
I fail to enhance any of its ambience.
In vain I tried a dozen incense,
But couldn't match a perfect fragrance.
You mark the bold feminine quintessence,
Just the perfect beauty and brain confluence.
Manage all with such due diligence,
My shining star with an unerring radiance.
I long now to feel your presence,
Time has tested our immense endurance.
Hope to keep some more patience,
Together we shove all hinderance.
Have'nt you felt my sole dependence;
Your memories truly have a divine omnipresence.
18 Oct 2020
NOTE TO ME RE THINGS SHE TOOK FROM ME:
My compassion-------My time-----My energy
The reason I woke up early just to be with her more hours
The belief that honesty and purity can exist in the union of two souls but only when
both partners sang in pitch-perfect harmony
She took my mind
The equations in my mind
The way she was always on my mind
She took my knowledge and used it until she needed a teacher no more
She took the soulfulness of every sweet word in a love song and turned them sour
She took away the way she’d laugh when I’d do or say something funny
She took the joyfulness out of fun and the happiness out of the fact that we’d finally
found each other after so long a journey
She took away the mustard seed of faith I had that Jesus proclaimed is all we need
BUT ALL THESE THINGS ARE GONE FOR GOOD,
YESTERDAY’S NEWS
ABOUT SINGING THE BLUES
SHE TOOK AWAY THE PRIDE I FELT WHEN I TAUGHT HER TO SADDLE A HORSE
BUT THE ONE THING SHE GAVE ME AND THEN TOOK AWAY WAS SOMETHING I
HADN’T HAD FOR THE PAST ¾ of MY LIFE AND SUDDENLY THAT TREASURE WAS
SNATCHED AWAY FROM ME BECAUSE LOVERS CAN SAY A LOT OF THINGS THROUGH
LIPS THAT LIE…BUT THE SINGLE MOST TREASURED THING SHE WALKED AWAY
WHICH I LOST YEARS AGO WAS THE ABILITY SHE RESURRECTED WHICH GAVE ME
THE WAYS AND MEANS TO LAUGH, AND TO LAUGH WITH A HEART LIGHTENED BY
THE WAY SHE SWORE WE WOULD BE TOGETHER AS LONG AS TIME AND HEALTH
PERMITTED………..
AND LASTLY WHAT SHE TOOK AWAY WAS THAT WHICH I HADN’T EVER FELT
BEFORE.BECAUSE SHE ROBBED FROM THIS MAN , WHO, AFTER ALL THOSE YEARS OF
INADEQUACY WAS NO LONGER A HINDERANCE BECAUSE SHE WAS HIS MOTIVATION
THAT’S WHAT SHE TOOK AWAY FROM ME,
A WOMAN WALKED AWAY WITH WONDER
That’s what she took from me….© 2011...Phreepoetree