Best No Worries Poems


Premium Member No Worries

I’ve never played a hole in one,
that doesn’t worry me.
I’ve never sailed around the world,
its glories for to see.
I’m not a self-made millionaire,
that doesn’t worry me.
I have no need for fancy cars
or staying in chic hotels.
I have no wish to fly to Mars
or mingle with the stars.
I have no stately country pile,
that doesn’t worry me.
Our lives we’ve lived in simple style,
together you and me.
Some sixty years have come and gone
since we walked down the aisle,
and now, with nodding age, I see
that someday we must part,
but that’s not going to worry me.
It will simply break my heart.
© Peter Rees  Create an image from this poem.

No Worries For Tomorrow

To the flowers that never get hold of turgidity
Even with the morning dew
Its faded petals once enjoyed a bright youth
It lived, while it had to and forgot of the later rains
Hurry! To the single moms, formerly “slay queens”
They spent their all to the seductive Swag hood, Fools
Get old to get wiser, sorry for the principle,
You are not to blame

To the future we will never participate
I cry for your fate, we never thought you were real
We robbed your generation, and created a chasm between
We were living our destiny so we stand corrected
Quixotically we planned your present,
So long as it filled the pocket of the absurd torch bearers
Its sustainability didn’t matter, not to them
We are sorry that you will still be submissive to neocolonialism
Get old to get wiser, I guess there are exceptions

No Worries

For your lunchbox or party, to keep hale and hearty
when it came to consumption of bread,
'six slices a day is the well balanced way'
was what the TV adverts had said.
Then the boffins agreed that the brown wholemeal seed
was healthier for us all but
they have now changed their minds and with research they find
that white slices are good for the gut.
Twenty units of beer we could drink without fear
we were told by the powers that be
but Chief medical advisor who's paid to be wiser
says fourteen is better for me.
Since Adam was weeding the garden of Eden
by wheat and by grape we've survived
ignore the statistics, have bread ,beer and biscuits
and just enjoy being alive.
© Viv Wigley  Create an image from this poem.


No Worries

Be pregnant with expectation
It’s one of my favorite phrases
It takes me from agonizing lamentations
And fills my heart and soul with hope

This world can’t explain the word faith
That everything wrong will be made right
But it’s what I hold to so dearly
When I start feeling alone in my plight

So often I have wondered
What it feels like to be all alone
And not have Jesus in your heart
And forever in my worries I’d roam

I thank you Father for expectation
And even for the pain I sometimes go through
For in these times I feel your comfort
As I cling with all that is within me to You

God’s will, will prevail in this world
So to worry about anything is vain
I will always strive to walk in faith
It’s the only thing that keeps me sane

No Worries

No Worries
The Lord is my shepherd the keeper of all of my hopes and all of my dreams. I hold Him close to my heart and we will never part. His light will always be seen every step of my walk, even when I talk, we will never be apart.
My trust in the Lord is sight unseen and it my faith the keep me clean. My problems maybe many but there is no need to worry, because of my belief is just to strong, in Jesus I just cannot go wrong. There a song in my soul that sends my spirit high, praising my Lord until the day I die and I know will be at His side. Keeping in mind that Jesus divined nature is not all it’s for all and it is not hard to find. It’s a gift that the Father as give to all of mankind.
Now to time to tell you about a child that was born in glory, salvation was the pearl that that was bought into this world. To the poor and the despaired He gives hope and healing His power ever revealing. Love and praise to His people He did give peace within if you stop your sinning.
The dead He will raise and true life He gives meaning for all who stop their sinning. Those that where in power, never would they honor, instead they feared the one that was foretold as the prophecy was unfolded. Crimes they cried, this was the lie which sentenced our savior on earth to die and fulfilling what was to be. From heaven to earth He came to teach us the way, and earth to the cross, a debt that was not His did He paid. From the grave He ascended home to His throne, there He sits and he not alone waiting for those the price He did paid so that they may life and have it more absurdly for every and a day.
Now why is it so hard for us to have faith and trust for the Christ who love us  oh so much, so that we that we can have peace and find everlasting life , free from suffering in paradise.

The Place of No Worries

Through forests and deserts and jungles and mountains,
Past buildings and gardens and parkways and fountains.
A place of no worries is waiting for you,
With sunlight so golden and rivers so blue.
Peppermint breezes and soothing fresh air,
A place to be happy and blissfully unaware.
Your worries will evaporate under rays of the sun,
All you'll be left with is relaxation and fun.
Buds of flowers, orange and pink,
Coconuts to snack on and fruit punch to drink.
Sparkling seas to swim in all day,
Trees to climb and games to play.
A silvery moon to sing you to sleep,
And no more worries that you have to keep.


Jesus Got You, No Worries

you may feel scared, but it will be okay, just fold your little hands and pray, do this and understand the evil cannot take your life away. the father will sent angels, so don't let evil win, cuz the angels and our savior are your best friend. if you are worried,or stuck in a rut, don't worry, this is not the final cut. there will be rainbows and butterflies, and angels and ice cream so hold on tight to him your best friend, cuz they are on your team. yeah, I had a hard life, but I'm a Christian now, so anyone who can hear me, this is my first bow. yeah, yeah, I made it through, but guess what, so can you. life is really enjoyable, do not have no fears, how bout this, these will be the years. years of joy and peace, from loving every one, years of having lots of fun. just open your eyes, smell the 
flowers, because that there is godly powers. happy things are coming your way, so just meditate and breate the fresh air today. nothing bad will happen if you believe in him, so just close your eyes and count to teen, cuz soon you will be with him.

No Looking Back

Life is much too short to give your precious energy away to worry.
Without the demeaning thoughts of yesturday that bring you down, blessing will rain down on you in a flurry.
Do not keep gazing into the rear-view mirror of past events.
Turn off those negative voices and those connotations that make no sense.

Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear.
There are things that increase uncertainty and manifest fear.
Don't permit your guilt to control your glorious future.
Instead, be led by the proverbs of great profits and let them be your tutor.

Premium Member No Worries

Now and then I start to think how nice that it would be
To see your face, to hear your voice, to have you near to me
Every hour of every day, I wouldn't tire of
Your presence or your company, those two things I'd love
I'm not some crazy lovesick man, I'm just a fool for you
I've come across the perfect match in things I like to do
So sometimes if it seems to you I've gone a bit too far
With paintings, a tattoo and such, don't think that I'm bizarre
My feelings live inside my heart, although of them you know 
And there they shall remain until a day when they can show

Premium Member No Hurries, No Worries

As I think about it, it's only fair
that Matt should get the electric chair. 
In three minutes of time, I wove pure gold 
and waited several weeks to be told.

Seriously, I have him to thank
for not telling me my poem stank.
We should find it in our hearts to forgive.
Oh, the ignominy he must outlive.
 
I must kindly thank him, before I'm done
for his contests, creative and fun.
Here it is, Matt!  Here's my latest rhyme.
Have mercy on me and take your time.

No Worries

Painting on the canvas
Oils of colors bright
Loseing myself
In perfect delight.

Worries fade quickly
Letting go to fear
when I'm painting
Joy is ever near

I see the ocean
rolling with the tide
beautiful's sunset
a quite place to hide

A palm tree now forms
peaceful there it stands
dispalying itself
in the southern sands

Quietly I think
of a peaceful time
no stress to shake me
In paintings of mine

Premium Member No Worries

driftwood floats down stream
no worries does itself have
wish i were drifting

No Worries

I fell asleep in your arms with no worries,
I fell asleep listening to your heartbeat,
I fell asleep you your voice saying I Love You.
I woke up in your arms,
I woke up hearing your heartbeat,
I woke up to your voice.
Why can't it be that easy to
fall asleep to my eyes closing,
to my heartbeat,
to the music.
I fall asleep listening to the rain on the roof,
I fall asleep hearing the thunder clash,
I fall asleep to the sound of my cry.
My silent scream wakes me up in dead sweat,
my silent scream wakes me up in tears surrounding my pillow,
my silent scream wakes me up in worries.
I wish yesterday would come back,
so I can fall asleep in your arms;
with no worries.

Premium Member No Worries

it doesn't have to be complicated
let's leave behind the clutter
let time wash over us
clear away debris
minimize and
simplify
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AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Premium Member No Worries You Can Make a Crown

Childlike wonder loves stars, tulips, bumblebees, the beauty of snakes.
Childlike wonder revers truth, peace, God, and faeries’ lightness.
Shh! Soften your heart and remember the days of sheer humbleness
Before you knew so much, before education and books took you.

Remember being a pirate queen? A knight of the round table?
Jumping off railings slashing enemies with your imaginary sword?
Where is the crown made with aluminum foil and your sheriff badge?
Go get them and put them on. Immediately. Right this minute.

No worries. You can make a new crown. And bring the finger paints.
Remember when you were an artist? When you loved your drawings?
How happy you were drawing cartoons before the critics ruined you?
Humility is your best friend now. It is time to let your imagination play.

Remember land of childlike wonder when your Daddy was the hero?
Mommy was the fairest Queen? You were Snow White and Cinderella.
Wonder is waiting; you owe it to yourself to regain your momentum.
So put on that feathered boa and dance my darling!
I am sure you remember how!

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