Best Stong Poems
People always forget every good thing you do…
Even after you go out of your way to help them..
With everything you have and everything you got…
Without thinking twice.. They will let you down…
We always meet someone for a reason…for the best or for the worst..
If they want use you... for their own selfish reasons..
Forgive them and forget them… Don’t hate them…
Don’t waste your time on them.. Just let that feeling go away..
If they want to test you…let them do it in their own way ….
But Pass the test in your own time... In your own way..
If they want to teach you… Learn the lesson well..
You get the chance to learn a new things again..
We are all humans.. We all have our mistakes…
No one is perfect.. No one is correct…no one is a saint…
If someone is not treating you right... let that feeling be away ..
If someone is not keeping their promises they made
Just remember promises are just are human words until is proven in anyway..
So start a fresh.. Hug the memory and say good bye ..
Wish them all the best in life with all your heart in anything come what may..
Then move on.. Just walk forward but please don’t look back...
It might hurt you.. it might stab you many times in the heart for everyday..
Tears will drop down countless times…
will feel like you are dying every moment passing by…
But you are going to be airtight…you are going to move again..
You can’t ever change what is done..
But you can always change what is to happen..
So with all the lessons.. Experience tears and sadness..
With all the mix of it ...Life will go on..it will always lead on..
So Trust me when I say…In time… everything is going to be alight...
and will make you stong to face it next time..!!
Dilu Wijegunasekara
10th of August 2019
New minds attracting
A begining of something
A mystery of two
For me and you
Mystifying moments
Timeless thoughts going round
You ask what has been found
An innocences of mind
Experience told of heartless cries
How the heart has died
Shared smiles of another kind
A seed planted
Trust granted from an open heart
Feed the seed and watch the flower bloom
See its petals admire as you walk in the room
Truth of wise one
No games to be played
Age has taught me well
These two minds will live to tell
A story of a love tune
essence of a dream
A garden of eden of all contentment
Two stong hearts sent
I promise you
All is to be true ...x
I hear it though a friend
and my knees begin to bend.
"It's Sasha"
My eyes grow,
the world begins to slow.
my heart stops beating
logic is fleeting
Hands quiver,
a gut-wrenching thought
clings hold in my chest
Vision blurrs,
tears well up,
lungs get tight.
8 pills she took
for hope she forsook.
Not one word on her pain
I was cluless again.
Failure floods my lungs
I seem to have lost my tongue
feet slowly plodding foward,
the little left of my mind disordered.
Words fail me
why didn't I foresee.
Knowing she is alive,
makes some fear deprive.
Too much unknown
the worry has grown.
England is her land.
and stuck, here I stand.*
I wish to reach across the sea
and tell you how okay it will be.
To wrap my arms around you
and make the pain undo
you from its tight grasp
all day your on my mind
hoping for some refuge you'll find.
craving to alter the past
wondering the possible contrast.
I could've done more
to express that you are cared for.
to show your not alone.
If only i'd known.
Sasha.
you are beautiful
you are smart
you are silly
you are playful
you are caring
you are adorable
you are honest
you are a sister to me
your laugh makes everyone smile
you are sensitive
yet you are strong
you are pure as an angel
yet wings tainted from pain**
you lift others up.
no matter your down.
If my words cant reach,
then strain I beseech.
you aren't alone
we love you down to the bone.
And nothing can change that.
Sweet
Adorable
Sensitive
Honest
Affectionate
Even the stronest flower
must rest it's petals.
Just remember
there is a time
for you to open again.
Moonlight glistening off the dew
resting on your reborn arms.
nothing as beautiful as you can stay hidden forever.
so let us in,
let us warm you from the freeze,
let us help you streach you weary leaves.
Sasha,
We all care about you.
and we are all here for you.
you will never be alone in this,
all you must do is reach out,
and you will find arms waiting to catch you
from your fall.
You are stong
You can do this.
I love you flower.
I love you Sasha.
{*So far away- Avenged Sevenfold}
{** Angels fall by Breaking Benjamin}
I wonder if the trees could talk
Would they tell about the breeze?
Would they talk about the sunshine?
Or of their many different leaves?
Would they talk about that woodpecker
That's roosted on their limb?
Or maybe device a brilliant plan
To rid themselves of him
Would they tell us of their thirst?
And celebrate the rain
Would they talk about their fear of fire?
And how they hate the flame
Would they talk about the winter?
And how it robs them of their shields
As the winter winds scatter their leaves
Across the barren fields
Would they talk about the summer heat?
And the sacrifices they've made
As they hold their limbs high and stong
To cast our needed shade
Would they talk about their Creator?
Who rules from Heaven above
And profess undying gratitude
And never ending love
It's been broke to the core
Like so many times before
Why does this happen to me?
Hopeful, Stong I try to be
Yet my heart still does bleed
Love is all you need,
Is what the song writes
But still to many fights
Fights inside my sole
To understand why there is such a hole
Fights within myself
Because my hopes are on the shelf
I used to believe in love someday
But now thats all been thrown away
I only believe what they tell me I am
And not anymore do I give a damn
Love above all, is what I believed
But even that has been thieved
I don't know when my heart will find
A peace between my sole and mind
Someday hopefully soon
With the graces of the sun and moon
My heart, my mind, my body and my sole
Can end this life threatening tole
Aroma Of Coffee
The aroma of
stong brewed coffee lured her
strait to the kitchen
A large tree stands alone as it has for countless seasons.
The width of its trunk wrings admiration from the soul.
It is stong grounded and permanent.
It draws all of its needs to it.
Its roots, the reason it exists
are unseen, underground.
They grip the ground, they suck the earth,
they quest for its survival,
as its branches sway serenely above.
There is wisdom, balance and surrender to elements,
be they wind or rain or fire.
Time in between each millenium sees a tree,
forever standing.
On blue-black beach the waves abate
and toss about the chips of slate
to wear the ragged edges round
ensuring skipping stones abound.
The swirling mist, the diamond drops
race up the beach with frequent stops
to put a shine on stoic stone
and soak this hiker to the bone.
There are those who rue a day
of mist on Resurrection Bay
when Sol, he is a shaded lamp
and all is quiet, subtle, damp.
But rain that makes the trail so slick
will leave the mosses mattress thick,
help the spruce grow stong and tall,
give substance to the waterfall.
The dancing mist has no regard
for angry rock, sharp and hard,
and in a soft and cool embrace
will smooth a wrinkle from a face.
This foggy day confirms belief
all need not be in sharp relief!
why the hurry? Find a way
appreciate this gentle day.
TILT
europe weak china
stong america chose ally oz
asia pacific
Peter Dorr 17th November 2011
Once upon a time, t'was not long from now
There once did live a frog and a cow
Neither were special or needed for much
Neither were pretty or soft to touch
The frog sang songs all day and night
The cow was patient and not very bright
Each little in common with the other at all
One so green and the other so tall
Neither agreed on life or its aim
Yet they completed each other all the same
How odd to think that a cow and a frog
Were happy together through fields and fog
Others would say it was wrong and strange
But they cared not a bit and never did change
Some would ask was it true love or fate
But they never replied and still havent to date
They didn't care about juldgements been made
As they were happy and so together they stay
But a day will come not far from now
Where a bitter end must come to the cow
See it did not matter how stong they were
No difference to them in slimey skin or fur
But farmers cared and drivers did too
So a fearful finish would always be due
Farmers needed their milk, meat and fat
While a car hit the frog with an almighty splat
the dreaded phone call came before seven on a cold Monday morning
my daughter calmly told me my three grandchildren were in a car crash
on their way to school
cold and icy the road spun them out of control
stopping only after sliding into a tree
the truck was on its side with wheels spinning
they looked back and the youngest was not there
she was laying on the cold grass beside the vehicle
they were taken to the nearest hospital for xrays and tests
the young one was air lifted to London with her scared Mom
holding her hand
the pediatric critical care unit in sick kids is an wonderful place
the care she received was amazing
one week later after sleepless nights and broken hearts
our little girl walked out on her own and came home
she sports a neck brace until her four fractures heal and make her stong
lucky is not a good enough word for how we feel
angels truly were watching over our children that morning
and we are blessed to have them with us
She laughs when she's about to cry
She does what she has to,
no matter the task.
To the sick baby she coos.
She doesn't get much pay
but thanks God it's enough
to pay the bills
She's the one who's tough.
Tell me who the stong one is
She never lets anyone down
She has a heart that only gives
I'm the greedy one in my town.
I close my eye's and imagine you.
My mind is set free and my heart races.
Your eye's sparkle in the moon light,
deep and full of life.
Your stong arms embracing our bodies together,
forcing the heat of our passion through wet clothes.
BREATHLESS,
as your sweet smokey kisses take me away.
We sway along through the rain drops,
gliding across the mirror of stars glittering above.
Dancing to the beat of our Heart,
and the chiming of the rain falling like a curtain around us.
LOOKING into your eye's I can see my life.
FEELING you against me, I am at peace.
TOGETHER at last, I am Free.
Though you go through trails now
Trust in God,our refuge,our rock,
Let Him tell you how
Cause,on your hearts door He does knock,
Trust in Him and never doubt
For He knows what's in your heart,
Cause God will always be there to help you out
From,you He will never part,
Let the Lord be your hope
And,give your heart & soul to Him,
Don't hang yourself by the world's rope
His love for you will never end,
Let the Lord give you rest
And,help you in your time of need,
Cause,God's love is the best
Even if your faith is as small as a mustard seed,
He will never abandon you
So,when your sins you can no longer bare,
And,are ready to start your life anew
Give your burdens to Him, cause for you He does care,
Though you feel weak
Through Him you are stong,
Because,when it's Him you seek
To Him you belong,
When your trails come to an end
You will recieve a blessing,a great reward,
Because,to you many angels did He send,
From Jesus,our Lord,
Run to him when you need to feel safe
And,remember all it takes is just a little......
Faith
Today is a beautiful day
I feel great
I feel relaxed. God's presence is with me
Nothing is better than that
I'm on my way to work
Waiting for the bus to come
I feel somthing great is going to happen today
Excited. Giving God glory
Only 1 God I praise
I always get on my neese and pray
Temptaion will always make me stronger in Jesus name.
I know that God will always be there for me.
That will never change
Stay stong.Keep fighting. Never give up.
Jesus is right there for you. I love you and God does too.