Best Stronger Poems
Sometimes you feel like...
An Outcast, Broken, Hurt, Hopeless, alone.
You feel there is no fight left in you anymore
You can't help feeling you are on your own
You can't escape feeling like there is nothing left in you
If you got hit, you couldn't get back up again...
No matter how much you feel like this, it isn't true
You are stronger than you know
You are not alone, don't give up now
Don't listen to those lies, don't go
You are here for a reason
You have a purpose in this life
There's light passed this dark season
You are still breathing and standing here
Making it through another day
A warrior fighting all your fears
Do not be afraid of those who tear you down
You are God's child you will wear a crown!
"For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity,
but of power, love, and self-discipline."
(2 Timothy 1:7 New Living Translation)
No matter how hard things get through this trial
You are not alone; it will all be worthwhile
Keep smiling and don't give up hope
Another day is a story, waiting to unfold
Full of blank pages for your chapter to be told
None experience
Born with silver spoon in mouth
Not call it a dream
- 16.03.2017
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
- Copyright © All Rights Reserved
- www.howmanysyllables.com - Haiku 5-7-5
She is a loving mother,
her pain is like no other.
Kids taken all at once away.
A price too steep to have to pay.
Holds her head up high,
when all she wants to do is die.
She thinks her pain is masked,
but as you see, its no easy task.
She's strong and still fights,
even when they say she has no rights.
She dreams of seeing her kids,
trying hard to keep the pain hid.
She goes to court and really fights,
only to come home alone and cry at night.
Still, she continues this uphill battle.
Her confidence, they constantly rattle.
Goes to work and tries to smile,
as her heart is breaking all the while.
Wish I was a much better sister,
who called and let her know I missed her.
I had my own tumultuous issues,
it was she who really needed the tissues.
I just had a crappy, low life man.
By her side her family should stand.
Instead they all give her grief.
Do they not see her pain will never be brief?
No, they all say they are sorry, but they're full of lies.
Didn't they know it was her LIFE in demise?
A better sister, I'll try to be.
Her back she never turned to me.
I hope she knows she's loved and cared for.
Her smile I'd like to see more.
I know that's no easy task.
But that I will still ask.
As they push her to the brink,
She's stronger than she ever thinks.
A combined effort for Kristy.....
Child:
I'm sad
Actually God is very bad
Sending so much problem in my life
that I decided to commit suicide
Mother :
Problems?
Means you are strong & brave
Congratulations!
Have party & let's celebrate
Okay, let me tell you a secret
What happened in the heaven
God was sitting in his cabin
Suddenly a monster came
Monster : Where are you God-the beautiful soul?
See, I'm the powerful of all
God: How silly you "the Monster"
My children living there are stronger.
Monster : Hey you God!
I'll prove you wrong
Name your children
Who are strong
God told all the name
Monster felt jealous of them
This is how game starts
God showers happiness
Monster throws problems in their path
God is always present
Really hard to see you in pain
But can't fight for you
'cause he believes
The so much strength
He gifted you
The Law is as simple as sums
The more you are stronger
The more you get problems
The more you cry & get stuck
The more party n' dance Monster does
So what will you do?
Will you cry & get stuck in pain?
Or will you fry the problems
& move ahead to win the game?
Whenever you get problems
From the next time
Look at the sky, smile n' shine
Tell the Monster
"oh you loser,
Look at me
Now you'll see
The Brand new best version of me "
We are stronger than we think
Ups and downs of everyday will never go away
What didn’t kill us yesterday
Won’t send us to our grave tomorrow or today
Resiliency develops over time
We are stronger than we think
Even when days seems like a grind
Building strength as pushed to the brink
Resolution a requisite
To wrangle volatility
We are stronger than we think
Formidably overcoming fragility
Standing firm as we find our footing
Throw anything at us including the kitchen sink
But we know we will be able to handle it
Because we are stronger than we think
I
At this stage
My retirement age
I speak with JWs
Jehovah's Witnesses
I shut my door
quickly before
Now, I'm emptier - stronger -
I converse with JWs longer
II
Fine people, careful about blood
Who avoid transfusions, "blood" food -
For JWs, smoking is wrong
Alcohol - choice - may tag along ...
No hell, rapture, predestination
The big one: anti-Trinitarian
"Theocratic War Strategy," allows JWs to lie
To me and you, on works by Aaron Block, I rely!
III
But why do they choke & bother
That Christ, SENT, is only Savior & Brother
Who did die for humanity's sins
"YHWH only should be worshipped, even in hymns"
And Jesus dare not come again
Once is enough? No clouds, No rapture!
What do JWs gain? They "think" only how they're trained
NOTE: 1.Charles Taze Russell, in the 1870s, developed the Jehovah's Witnesses based on his Bible Classes given in Pittsburg, PA., USA. He was joined in 1876 by Barbour, but JWs used the King James Bible until Nathan Knorr et. al., (JWs) "translated" their New World Translation Bible.
2. Spoken Word churches, inspired by William Brennan, may also be a subject.
Life screams and tempos tosses
that you walk through hell gates and bosses.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger,
while the hell in your life last longer.
It is not until when you ran through the rain
and know the strife of the pain,
that you can look back and honestly say
My God gave me just enough strength that day.
You had the strength that took you through,
on the other side you are stronger than you knew.
Trauma can throw its blunt ugly force,
and from its course you want to divorce.
You could have been dead on that fateful night
the devil in your destruction found delight.
But on the other side you stand
And from victory you reach out your hand.
The trauma made a mockery of your state
Your victory it could not debate.
The hell of the night drags longer,
but what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
I began life pure and guiltless,
a girl innocent and faultless;
as I grew my soul became flawed.
Oh, teach me to be stronger God !
My young soul began to have cracks,
it is full of fractures and gaps;
from pits of sorrow I have clawed.
Oh, teach me to be stronger God !
This life gone awry and amiss,
oh could you please, please press a kiss;
I am weary of this façade.
Oh, teach me to be stronger God !
Each day, moment I am falling,
I am damaged, broken, weeping;
from chains of the past I have crawled,
Oh, teach me to be stronger God !
But deep inside there is a strength,
in this faulty soul's depth and length;
I am weakness and strength, how odd.
Oh, teach me to be stronger God !
_______________________________
May 2, 2020
Poetry/Kyrielle/Teach Me To Be Stronger God
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1248-206-02
All Rights Reserved, 2019, Constance La France
Submitted to the Premier contest, Faith In A Poembook
sponsor, Heather Secrest
First Place
My guardian seraph way up high in heaven’s sky,
you have beautiful ivory wings, who taught you to fly?
I considered you my angel while you were alive and well,
I guess through death angels never whisper goodbye.
Now on a golden mount next to the Lord you dwell.
You were my big sister and raised me from birth,
guiding me in life and edifying my self-worth.
It’s like you knew you’d always watch over me,
even after God decided for you to leave this earth.
Then again, angels were always born to fly free.
You are my messenger above showing me adoration,
leaving signs and symbols of love and veneration.
God entrusted you to take care of me down here,
and yet from up there you still bestow alleviation.
Even though you are miles away I still feel you near.
You offer assertive and genuine protection
in ways that enhance our perpetual connection.
Defending me until my ultimate dying day,
and showering me in cascades of pure affection.
You’ve given me peace in times of disarray.
My sweet guardian seraph who loves me so,
sometimes I wonder, “why did you have to go?”
But now I know that God had a sweet plan for you,
to carry on your angelhood and help me grow,
proceeding to do all the perfect miracles angels do.
So when you hear me calling out to you in peace,
just remember how you made my pain cease.
Thank you for being my angel full of resilience,
and making sure my heart is always at ease.
For you are strong in faith full of radiant brilliance.
New Rhyming Poems on Angels
Emile Pinet
August 13, 2018
I woke up this morning
And lit yesterday’s cigarette
Finished off last night’s bottle
It sure helps with all the regrets
Half my life in prison
The rest spent in her prison cell
If it weren’t for the whiskey
My life would’ve been a living hell
I don’t know why I do it
I guess she’s all I’ve ever known
She’s got dinner waiting
At least I’m not stuck here all alone
But when the liquor finally hits her,
She gets mad and mean as hell
The devil wouldn’t want her
And I’m right back in that prison cell
This kind of Life is getting harder and harder
If she doesn’t kill me,
Lord - she’ll make me stronger
It’s another hard morning
It always is after the fight
I guess the good Lord knows what he’s doing
Jack helps me make it through the night
I guess we love each other?
Hell, we wake up and do it all again
Maybe it’s just convenient
Two drunks who’ve become friends
I don’t know why I do it
I guess she’s all I’ve ever known
She’s got dinner waiting
At least I’m not stuck here all alone
But when the liquor finally hits her,
She gets mad and mean as hell
The devil wouldn’t want her
And I’m right back in that prison cell
This kind of Life is getting harder and harder
If she doesn’t kill me,
Lord - she’ll make me stronger
[Bridge]
I’ve done crimes
And I’ve done my time
But this life’s a living hell
If the whiskey doesn’t kill me
Heaven knows - she sure will
When the liquor finally hits her,
She gets mad and mean as hell
The devil wouldn’t want her
And I’m right back in that prison cell
This kind of Life is getting harder and harder
If she doesn’t kill me,
Lord - she’ll make me stronger
If she doesn’t kill me,
Lord - she’ll make me stronger
(This I know happens to me when I dwell on things and know I am "pushing" my writing and trying too hard, then any quality goes downhill, but I learn from each and every one. It's difficult for me to write daily like so so many others!!)
A Love that Grows Stronger
Never thought we would make it
Never thought this far
our love is rare
like a shooting star
It was mid-December
brisk cold was in the air
yet I didn't have a care
tossed a hail mary and said a prayer
Felt something different that night
shyness, nervous but all was alright
felt like you were the one
felt like I had won
Few days later and now New Years Eve
my heart pounding all along my sleeve
never felt like this before
this is a woman I adore
She wasn't close, lived far away
so I visited and decided to stay
our love grew fonder by the day
want to be with her until old and gray
Quarter of a century later
our love couldn't be greater
still growing, so many years later
Couldn't live without you, never
our love meant to last forever
a ring and a vow made you mine
I'll love you til the end of time
I remember all the hateful acts
The times you made me cry
How did you expect me to react?
When you left me high and dry.
In my life, I have reached a point
Where I care no longer
All the times you upset and abused me
Has made me stronger.
I would like to thank you all
For all that you have done
I will hold my head up high and stand tall
So, do not think for a second, that you have won.
I am stronger than any of you will ever know
It is the reason I am the person I am today
Because of this, I was able to grow
And your actions paved the way.
Author Dana Redricks
November 1, 2019
Each day I grow a little
stronger
The trials I've faced have
made me who I am
The Bible tells God
chastens those he loves
With each storm I
face and with tear I
shed draws me closer
to God with a longing
soul and a desire for
our Savior
I thirst for you fill me
up oh Lord that may
thirst no more
Although I have faced
many storms in my life
I've come to realize
that no matter what I
face I can always rely on
Jesus Christ to gives me
strength, and everything I
need to make it through
this life on my way to
my heavenly home
When all the world around you
seems to be crumbling,
Don't despair or feel so blue, or
join in the grumbling.
You're stronger you know,
inside of you is an inner glow.
A strength that needs to unfold,
your inner man has powers untold,
You can overcome those fears morbid.
Terrors, maybe from being a kid,
Dark places that gave you such fright,
Don't let them scare, live in the light.
For your devils and demons are never real,
In your imagination, they make you feel,
That they are right there and you dread,
Stop it now, they are just in your head.
Hard to stop what you believe to be true,
It's just your mind, messing with you.
You need to secure your inner man somehow
For he has the power to cleanse you now.
Don't bow your head as if in shame,
You are so strong, you can win this game.
PTSD is a curse for many people about,
It is invisible and so people will doubt,
What you say when you just want to scream,
Why can't I wake up from this terrible dream?
Go to folk who can care and to them you declare,
What your problems are and I promise, I swear,
If they have been there themselves they understand,
Then maybe, just maybe, your life will take a new stand.
© Dave Timperley 22 August 2016
Stronger the faith...
Closer the devil...
Follow the faith...
Follow the devil...
...It's not about religion...
...It's how we live our lives...
It's what we think and feel...
Stronger the faith...
...Closer the devil...