Ongoing two years I participated in owning the classgroupchat.
I told people what the homework was, every single day.
Never ignored a message.
Never spoke bad words.
Even though I noticed they made fun of me and thought I really think they just act this way.
They just talk this way.
But as you start to defend or tell your opinion they hate.
They made me cry, but I still went on.
They made me feel ashamed, but I still went on.
They made me not go wash myself, but I still went on.
They made me tell my mum "later!" and then forget, but I still went on.
And on.
And on.
And on.
And on till my favorite teacher, whom they told I were her favorite student to ruin my grade, dies.
Till my mum figure died.
I have nothing left to give, I can't even feed myseld properly.
Categories:
kindest, 9th grade,
Form: Free verse
The quotes say's kill them with kindness,
so you offer the most righteous kind of kindness you can,
And they take that kindness that you so carefully cultivated and nurtured,
And with gates wide open you allow them to freely pick from your kindness Orchard,
But through arrogance and greed they take advantage of this act of kindness,
Taking more and more until the Orchard is bare of ripeness and brightness
That kindness you gave has now become your weakest weakness,
A weakness they've taken full advantage of with such boldness,
And now they unleash an assault of venomous vileness,
Because you're consciously depriving them of a kindness,
That they once helped themselves too that they picked from mindlessly,
And now they act surprised to see,
That there's nothing left to pick from the Orchards kindest kindness tree,
They are left hungry craving the fondness of The Orchards kindness,
Which it gave so willingly so blindly so kindly, The kindness Orchard will one day Bloom again divinely,
But the gates will never again sit open idly,
They will only open to guests that are chosen much more wisely.
Categories:
kindest, care, deep, devotion, extended
Form: Rhyme
ENCOURAGEMENT
Often we are blessed with friends
Who will encourage us much
But do we return the favor
And give honest comfort to such
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How about remembering too
Those out in this big sad world
Those who need extra encouragement
Who too often evil darts are hurled
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Will we take time to comfort a person
Who may be in deep despair
Even an enemy may need us
Our kindest words to share
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Also our deeds are of value
When helping those who are without
For that too may encourage
Because that's what love's all about
Copyright, Kathryn Search
Categories:
kindest, appreciation, christian, conflict, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
She knows me not, he thought, so he opened up his heart.
He told her everything; they were on a plane. He would never see her again.
He felt safe, behind a mask of anonymity.
He was right too, for about three years.
About the time he fell in love with Charlotte.
A gorgeous young woman, who had the kindest ways.
She was a terrific listener, her eyes pulled everything from his brain.
But he was careful not to tell her the things he had told the woman on the plane.
If she knew those things, she would have never considered dating him.
Let alone being engaged or marrying him.
The day he met her parents, he stared into her mother’s eyes.
They were exactly like her daughter’s, and he suddenly remembered
How those interested eyes had pulled everything out of him once upon a time
on a plane.
Categories:
kindest, satire,
Form: Prose Poetry
Welcome the stranger, take in the orphan
Comfort the mourner, call on the widow
Do not let depressed folks sink into woe
Bankroll the poor man, do all that you can
March 08, 2020
Kind Ink Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Categories:
kindest, care, dedication, devotion,
Form: Verse
He was the kindest man, with newfangled, unusual ways of doing things.
He had a good heart, but was avoided by the townies.
Died at thirty-eight, probably from a sense of shame
As his business died first because no one would venture in.
Sad for the few of us who got to know him, his employees.
Categories:
kindest, death,
Form: Elegy
We often speak of 'family and friends,'
Noting that family's first, friends at the end.
But what of the fellow whose family is nil?
For him friendship is vital soil he must till.
At holiday time, when families gather round,
This poor fellow's lonely; his mood's mostly down.
Anniversaries he lacks
They feel like attacks
On his very soul
It just wants to
Crack
And even on birthdays when parties he makes,
His momma's not there to bake him a cake.
You'll be performing the greatest of kindnesses--
I know: Too much of my life that fellow was me.
Categories:
kindest, family, friendship, holiday, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
The Kindest Words
The kindest words are left unsaid
when by our selfish wants we’re lead
to walk away and never mention
“Thanks” for someone’s good intention.
The calmest words are left unsaid
when anger fills the human head.
‘’I’m sorry,” would erase the harm,
magic words that work a charm.
Vicious words should stay unsaid
the kind that hurtful rumors spread
“Let me tell you all that story,”
would bring a gossip no greater glory.
The cruelest words must stay unsaid
with kinder one’s placed in their stead,
like “Let me help you out. I understand.
We can make it together, hand in hand.”
The kindest words may step ahead
and all across the world be spread.
"Let's live together, under the sun
with love and peace for everyone."
9/21/17
Categories:
kindest, feelings, language, words,
Form: Rhyme
When early rose the sun,
came first steps and a smile.
Humane, you were the one
to give and never tire.
Not just a house, you said,
we're building on their dreams,
not just a door of wood,
an entryway to hope.
Cheerful at dawn's break,
never to complain.
Weathered but not weary
with hammer in your hand,
you caught not one but two
buses before light.
You worked till stars debuted
as crickets lullabied.
Never too tired to help,
you're rugged, strong and kind.
Never cruel words spoken,
you're merciful heart shines.
One touch of your hand,
one word from your lips,
one act from your heart,
you brighten dark days
with your selflessness.
You chase the bees and find
flowers in full bloom.
You face the wind and stand
like tallest mountain.
You reach out with arms wide
to embrace the world
and inspire all to love.
I strive to be like you,
the kindest soul I know.
Written 2/10/17 for Random Acts of Kindness Contest
Categories:
kindest, character, encouraging, giving,
Form: Verse
I look up high, the stars return the stare
Of a polite sight, quiet everywhere
The largest stars bleed onto the skyscape
Rolling black velvet with its light escape
Some three trees extend their heights before me
Showered by raining stars delicately
Light emitted is grand and quite mighty
Even smallest ones of delight are free
It’s a dartboard that’s a lite-bright behind
Exposing the great glowing stars in kind
The trees lead me upwards to the heavens
Where the universe uniquely begins
The sky holds my kindest stars of delight
To treasure each night of my life in sight
Russell Sivey
Categories:
kindest, light, rain, sky, stars,
Form: Sonnet
Knocking every door
Polite or rude
A poor sales boy walked.
A burning stomach
And a load of unsold goods
Dragging his tired feet
He walked to yet another door.
A young lady answered
His modest heart
Could only ask for a drink.
But she saw
The hunger in his eyes
And tears lingering
At the corner of his eyes
Waiting to break out.
She brought out
A glass of milk.
The hungry mouth drank
And his little heart
Thanked this angel.
Times and years passed
Like silent whispers
And the kind lady
Now grew old and ill
And no physician could cure.
But one came forward
And nursed day and night
And she woke to a new life.
Her grateful eyes searched
To see that kind Doctor.
The reply came as a bill
The old hands hesitantly opened
And her eyes cried and sparkled
At the kindest piece of paper
That lay in her hands
And the words lay
“Paid in full with one glass of milk”
Categories:
kindest, sympathy, heart, old, heart,
Form: I do not know?