Keep smiling all the time !!!
Trials and troubles and despairs are unavoidable
Until one sleeps in the cold embrace of a quiet cellar
Never mind the tribulations that continue returning
Don't lay down your arms while smiling all the time.
It is in the nature of life, problems keep on haunting
Never ever get jammed by setbacks that keep visiting
Stand up firm and face the predicaments squarely
Maintain your while smiling all the time.
The distress may be physical or psychological
Afflicting the physical entity or the mental
Bear the hurt calmly for nothing is permanent
Gird up your loins while smiling all the time.
Not to lose sleep and protest the state of affairs
Let things and events happen at their own pace
For there shall be light at the end of the tunnel
So continue the march while smiling all the time.
Life is factual and not be taken inconsiderately
It is to be lived with joy and cheer constantly
Facing all agitations or tensions optimistically
Clutch the Lord tightly while smiling all the time.
Categories:
inconsiderately, cheer up, courage, imagery,
Form: Light Verse
From whence it came
Moments were choices to be made
Time never forever remain
Were there to be words to be said?
Choices to be acted compulsively
Choices to be thought distinctively
Chosen to face subsequently
Isn’t time as always as naturally?
Champion by some, fools by others
Triumph fades and wrongdoings endure
Promises inconsiderately factors
For lying to considerately ensures
Onto ourselves we do not to others
Yet onto others we do not to ourselves
We are at peace because it bothers
We are uncomfortable because... who else?
With choices whether or not to make
We need find in ourselves to live with
Good and bad with choices of late
Endurance remains but a testament to believe
Categories:
inconsiderately, life, endurance,
Form: Rhyme
They scold me constantly
“I did not help”
They accuse me of being “arrogant”
When I do speak
They ignore me inconsiderately
The truth is
I do care of doing thee stuff
Solely
I do not receive help when needed
And nor shall help be returned
I sink in my wretchedness
And sleep with my sorrow
That part has become the part of me
So empty and hollow
I begin to think this life
Did thee erase any tracks that follow…,
My corrupted path?
Not to be followed
Not to be solved
Not to be loved
Not to be known
The thoughts twisted negligently in thee baffled mind
And though thee fates carry new tracks
With a sore throat and a twisted mind
I lay with an astray heart
Sinking into a sleep
Sinking into the shadowy black pitch night
Reflecting my emptied soul
Surrendering…
Never resisting the calm sense of serenity
Categories:
inconsiderately, confusion, depression, family, me,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Metals in cloth
Opening holes of fashion
Allow cold breezed air through
It enters my shirt, mixing through my skin
It starves to enter
Enter my body
Cause the compassion
For white cells to fight back
Stingily and inconsiderately it penetrates
Through my flesh, into my cells
Inside my body it breathers
It triggers me to close my jacket
Blind the holes
The cold breeze of air seeks warmth
Finds it in my cozy blood
Refuses to turn back
To return
I desperately hug myself tightly
Experiencing the most twigging stomach ache
I lay down in discomfort and chill
Covering my body with blankets
And wrapping myself with clothes
The cold aired creature confiscated me in illness
As I trusted my body in destroying the germ
I wait in aching and sore
As hours pass I rush to the toilet
To get out with the feeling of victory
And my gratefulness to my body
Categories:
inconsiderately, passion, philosophy, body, me,
Form: Free verse
Don’t take this personal is what they always say
But how can I not when you say it that way
Jokes you may play, but consider me before you comment inconsiderately
Negativity can have an effect on me permanently
Harm me mentally, the only protection are beliefs spiritually
Physically, I know I’m not perfect
My mind not the smartest, no intelligence in every circuit
But my heart is pure, true, and so very fair
Throughout this bottomless pit of my soul, oh so rare
Therefore, I must beware, of the many evils of this time
Everyone forever plotting, trying to change this life of mine
Never will I find, someone who loves me for me
For some reason the outside is all that hey seem to see
Ever will there be, a time I feel content
But it seems unhappiness is a trait I can’t prevent
Many nights I’ve dreamt, that I had a total different mind-frame
Where I never was upset, never did I feel ashamed
For my emotions, no one to blame, only myself at fault
My life has caught, in the jar of Satan himself
The only escapement of this torture seems to be death
Will I ever outgrow my sensitivity, not be so frail
Or will I ever be trapped in this prison, locked inside my own jail?
Categories:
inconsiderately, life, sad, me, life,
Form: Free verse