Contribution Poems - Poems about Contribution

My Contribution

Oh, what shall be my contribution
To the Temple of my King?
When I ascend His holy mountain
What right tribute could I bring?

What present would my Lord desire?
What might serve His kingdom plan?
See, He is a consuming fire
Can we meet? By grace we can!

What goodness could I ever give Him?
How shall I approach my Lord?
I never could

The Quiet Fighters

Some individuals wage wars within themselves, battles they rarely vocalize. Not from a desire to conceal, but from a profound understanding of silent resilience. They appear composed, manage their daily lives, tackle responsibilities, and extend care to others—all while wrestling with a deep, internal exhaustion.

This weariness stems from an endless cycle of being the strong

Beyond the Concrete Jungle

The Khasis
and their living root bridges,
woven whispers of time,
a testament to patience
and respect for growth.

The Santhals
and their vibrant saris,
each thread a story told,
a tapestry of dances,
a chorus of ancient songs.

The Gonds
and their painted walls,
stories etched in ochre,
a language of the earth,
a legacy of dreams.

The Todas
and their gentle herds
a symphony of bells,
a rhythm of the mountains,
a

The Seeds I've Sown

From training teachers, and shaping their craft,
To craft programs, and build a path,
I've walked beside them, hand in hand,
Guiding young minds across this fertile land.

As a program officer, a watchful eye,
As an implementation guide, soaring high,
The echo of laughter in a classroom is bright,
The spark of curiosity, ignited by light.

A child's mind is a fertile

It is not the size of your contribution that counts

It is not the size of your contribution that counts in this life,
But your willingness to contribute that counts in this life.

It is not how hard you try in this life that counts,
But the number of times you try in this life that counts.

It is not how much others are prepared to give that counts

My Resolutions Contribution

"I don't call them New Year's Resolutions. I prefer the term: 
Casual Promises to myself that I am under no legal obligation
to fulfill."                                

The Aged

A gain in age 
A loss in life span
A gain in age 
A loss in health
A gain in  age 
A loss in value
Unless he has invaluable contribution
Like Abraham Lincoln the president
Like Albert Eistein the scientist
Like Confucius the philosopher
Or else he will be gradually forgotten
Retreating from this world
Unlike an antique
Which time gives it value 
Who

Dancing With Eternity

chances less than one in a centillion
we became human not penicillin
born to planet spiraling around sun
swift journey through life only just begun
not capable of fending for ourselves
relying on what parenting compels
'til point of making our own decisions
despite doubt, false starts and some derision
whether worker, lawyer, doctor or star
we struggle to be sure of who we

Sunset

Sunset 
The last struggle 
And the last contribution
Of the sun
To mankind and his world
For a single day
After that the night 
The moon and the stars 
Will come to take over
Sunset may resemble man 
At his old age
The moon and the stars resemble 
The next generation
But most men at his old age are
Helpless
Only knowledge and experience

Poems Related To War - Zero Contribution

Peace Talks begin 
in the expectation of an agreement 
to be signed soon,
But talks usually start at noon,
they never end 
as though they are held on the moon

Dawn Chorus Contribution: Nrn 2021

…Here,
            as one 
               with 
                the air
       

For My Father

Funny how faith found me, when you said you'd send for me

Abundance, I heard, abound  in the United States of America

Travel was in my blood; warmed my heart that you filed for me

Humbly I waited my Quota at the U.S. Embassy in Belize, British Honduras

Eagerly you awaited my arrival

Reaching you, my life began anew

Experts Insist On a Bovine Contribution In the War Against Climate

I'm Olive, a once flatulent cow.
Spinach is all I eat now.
That silly green grass
is a thing of the past,
for a new wind is blowing this hour.
To methane reduction all power!
If you're a cow too,
show assent by a moo.

Comment:
What could be odder
than this switch to new fodder?

Repayment

The devil wants a payment, and the angels need a check.
And the world keeps saying their ain’t no cash to get

So, you reach for the savings that your people won't release
Then you look to the heavens and the floor beneath your feat

Screaming lordy lordy where's my money gone
Then the thunder and the lighting and the

On Making a Difference

On Making a Difference

It does not matter how much money I have.
Nor how many medals or trophies I own.
Making a difference in the lives of others is 
the way to live, I was shown.

Living as if I were the Hope Diamond under 
glass, is no way for me to live, alas!
No need for hundreds to

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