Debility Poems | Examples

Special Child’s Faith at Work

Toward optimum development
defying diagnosis gloom
faith of child
soars midst freedom bliss
hits milestones yon debility blight
from wheelchair not exiled 
radiating hope, trusting the Lord*
while prayer reaches heaven
heart beseeches ... triumphantly styled.

*Psalm 28:7 The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.

July 29, 2025
7th place, "A Child of Light" Tesla 3–6–9 Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Suzette Richards; judged on 7/30/2025

The Design of The Tesla 3-6-9 Poem:
A 9-line verse.
Lines 3, 6 and 9 rhyme.
The syllable count of lines 3, 6, and 9 correspond to the line number.

Abstain's Scion

As I wander across the arid dunes
Singing along, stringing along the ghastly glacial tunes
Sinking in the sands of debility
Saddled on a ride filled with sanguinity
Pondering, contemplating, despairing
Again, something is missing

Losing my touch as I bask in unfulfillment
Treasuring countless, meaningless sentiment
Albeit freedom-sworn, forever I am imprisoned
Locked behind those mourns of the damned
Days fly, and keep flying, freezing this ever old tale
The pained, unchanging currents never stopped, my heart too shall never settle

The nightly howls never halted, my eyes open unendingly

Materialistic lament

I'm faced with debility, a deluded idea
that i can make a change by doing nothing at all,
 staying the course. No matter how
this my effect my fate.
there are visions of delirium
 that come from a life of captivity.
It's not the loneness that kills you.
It's the echos, scratching voices
that cling to the walls refusing 
to be understood.  Poor calamities.
My disposition affords me no ignorance
at this point. My days, not a night's rest.
My eyes are darkened so that nothing escapes
they want for nothing in-between fleeting blinks.
relief, light just something to look forward to a vision.
A vision that's not obscured by ego or materialistic lament.
But one that's full of love and understanding
the resolution of the full picture.

A vision of obscurity

If I watch you closely dose that make me insecure.
If you're longing for a lover maybe?
My love is to impure.
Impleaded fantasy's
 I'm sick and you're the cure.
Materialistic lament, 
hypercritical that's for sure.
Under a blanket of infidelity, 
obscene and obscured.
hearts are devoured,
blood thirsty, and I want more.
A monster lives inside of me.
Indecisions and he not sure,
If I'm the cause of all his debility.
I refuse to feed him more.
A loss of all my faculties.
He is obscene and I'm obscured

- Blue Cheese And Old Pickles -

  The white almond blooms once again
  Who hasn’t wanted to sing the praises of the complete
  Trigger the sense of smell with this special odor

  Green pickles used to be so eager, now hears my groan
  I hate thinking of the blue moldy, the debility of aging
  With a wrench I closed the lid of all pleasure

  In the treetops the crows roared with laughter
  - that it is terribly rude to laugh
  If laughter was their only joy, frailty showed

  A fire burned in me, the soul tormented
  I can’t bear to eat my food with a toothpick
  after becoming slow and contemplative

Spiritual Cancer

My soul's omniscient Physician finally declared the verdict
revealing His truth-sealed righteousness-stamped diagnosis:
“You're afflicted with loathsome sin-cancer cells
naturally acquired since birth… then invaded your whole being.”
conquered by fatal pride's virus, verily smitten…
yes, spiritually, cancer-stricken was I…

Forsaking hypocrisy-denial’s stink, 
I yielded to Him, crying for His healing*
…confessing my need for the Saviour’s cleansing blood 
for miraculous cure toward triumphant transformation.

Midst grievous terminal stage of soul-debility
God, life's Source, reached down to me with His wondrous love
restoring, reviving me by His peace-filled pardon.

Receiving His life eternal grant through faith 
I'm freed from death-hell's wages of sin-cancer's indictment
re-created to serve, exalting Christ
I’ll bring others with soul-ailment to Him
for their eternal wellness, serenely victorious.

*Jeremiah 17:14 Heal me, O LORD, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.

June 20, 2019
Edited on September 22, 2021

Empowerment From Above

I need God’s help from above, His empowerment’s might
Ready to smite my haughtiness of carnality’s arrogance
Reproving me of my stubbornness along pride’s elegance…
Humbly yielding, my heart accepts His aid that does providentially smite.

Midst my debility inflicted by sin-caused frailty
I come to the Saviour Whose love makes me to be soul-stilled
He deals with me by His precepts, correcting my being self-willed…
Now, I submit to Him fully, loving and living for Him – my Lord Almighty.

2Samuel 22:33 God is my strength and power: and he maketh my way perfect.

June 14, 2019

Weakness

He whispers,  "Your weakness is strong",
I reply, "You are wrong. "
He knows my vice,
And has used it against me 20 x twice.
He takes my compassion as a downfall, 
When I am at my best that is when he comes to call. 
He screams debility and hell, 
I fight for my heart's reason and face the gale. 
You will fail you feeble creature, 
You'll shake and shiver and you'll never meet the Teacher. 
Your vulnerability is so clear I can smell it,
I see you barely standing...your soul covered in dirt and grit.
Your soul is covered in blood and you are clothed in shame,
What's the matter, cupcake...tired of the game? 
Thy frailty is my food and pleasure, 
Your shortcomings I can not even measure! 
He constantly yells , stomps and screams, 
He is the one that haunts my dreams. 
Always telling me how miserable I am and what I lack, 
Assuring me that my soul is blacker than black. 
But I know  my own soul and how I really can be, 
And if he thinks me weak that is his folly.
I know who I am... I am a Child of Light, 
All I have to do is set it on bright. 
For what he sees as weakness...is my saving grace,
So he can get behind me...for Jesus dwells in this place!

Cancer of My Soul

My soul's sovereign Physician finally gave the verdict
Revealing His truth-sealed righteousness-stamped diagnosis:
I'm afflicted with loathsome sin-cancer He did predict.
Stinking with hypocrisy's denial, I clung to healing divine 
Smiting pride's virus with His compassionate “You’re mine.” 
I desperately needed His saving, cleansing blood for glorious prognosis.

Midst grievous terminal stage of soul-debility
God, life's Source, reached down to me with His wondrous love
Restoring, reviving me by His forgiveness-bounty.
Receiving His life eternal grant thru faith's engagement
I'm freed from death-hell's wages of sin-cancer's indictment
Re-created to serve, exalting Christ*, heavenly above.

*2Corinthians 5:17 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.

December 31, 2018
2nd place, "Rhyme Time 7- Deep and Dark" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lu Loo; judged on 1/14/2019.

Eddy's Itty Bitty Kitty

Eddy lives in the gullibility and cohesibility of a gritty city
Between assimilability civility reality and triviality 

Here Eddy’s senility is merely an eligible technicality    
A wink of eccentricity fragility debility futility impossibility risibility

Still under that mighty illusion of invincibility virility and viability
Invisibility’s equivalent to gentility favouring stability and incredulity   

Eyes void of deceptibility infallibility predictability divisibility
Eddy is still irresistibly witty with intelligibility bordering geniality 

The indelibility of his ability versus disability for agility and flexibility 
Gives Eddy eligibility admissibility accessibility feasibility visibility and divisibility  

Implicit credibility whimsicality spirituality frivolity and squeezability 
Eddy believes there’s no margin for self-pity when you own a pretty itty bitty kitty


Submitted on March 25, 2018 to contest ALLITERATION POEM sponsored by SILENT ONE  -  RANKED 2ND

Anger a Crime 4

Anger only emotion acts like a Coxswain
In letting one to proceed to detain
One’s personality in public and explain
Debility of his character; and retain
Idiosyncratic nature to volplane
Into darkness, where no restrain
On future works as you be overlain.
Any work small, trivial, tiny or main
Will be spoilt or executed. Arraign
All, so be a clever fox to abstain
It from your worthy life and again
Anger – an avenger – is ready to regain
The control of very self to pertain
To earlier code of conduct to sustain.

I Hate Poetry

I Hate Poetry

I really dislike poetry
certainly and honestly do
deliberate obscurantism
damn words, don't you know 

whinging exultations
agonising extremes
low language of life
love and loss themes

free verse especially
a cop out I'd suspect
debility of mind
the dearth of intellect

why even bother
you depressive waste of time
we have all loved or lost
so cease your spurious crying

speak thee in happy note
flowers and flutter bys
warming sun on warming limbs
smiles and morning skies

Young Feebleness

Life of a child who is afraid
Way of life for one to obey
Never wanting to know a thing
That is that is pain that sets in
Knowing that bad is happening
Just letting it be should never be
Tired about everything and everyone
Lack of socialism under my wings
Sad but true words won't do
My weakness through and through
So my story goes on a while
Person to person it doesn't relay
One to understand is lacking verse
Sickness strikes through the heart
A levy of oath that has not begun
Promises to learn become lies
Emotional gain is gone
Paralyze with not understanding
Becomes a little more grief
Young to not know but know 
That growth of mind is slow
Each moment learned is a gift
Not rushing it is all that will
Notice that time gone by
Question all that needs answer
Sorry it becomes torture 
Strength of mind all decay
Helplessness to not care 
Teacher don't know illness
No one cares about nonsense
An ineffectiveness that slow
A debility of insecure self
That is young feebleness

Dogs Eat Dogs

unlike Reality
humans' Criminality
becoming Calamity
coz of Insanity
dealing with Duality
spread of Venality
infected Animality
vicious Brutality

Dogs are eating Dogs

gone all Fidelity
leading to Debility
in front of Neutrality
dealing in Superficiality
laughing in Hilarity
greed Whimsicality
claiming Ideality
building its Regality
under Illegality
where's the Morality?
you've lost your Originality
isn't this Inanity?
human race Fatality
tell me it's Unreality

Courage and Success

Courage and Success

Courage is the way of success
So never let your feelings suppress
If you deserve something right
Step forward and never fright
Be confident and be polite
Whenever you step outside
Your will power will be your strength
No matter.......
If ladder of success is arduous
But it can never be hazardous
Increase your vim and velocity
Polish your dexterity
Kick the impotence
You will never face debility
Always show your intrepidity
Your will-power will be your strength
And you will become mettled one
So if you deserve something right
Then step forward and make luck bright
Go up and up and never fright
Be like a valorous for your right
Prove your prowess when needed fight
If you want successful life
Face with courage and you will rise.

Poetess S. Nadia Azam Shah Bukhari
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