Predicament Poems - Poems about Predicament

I assume one day, Everything will be calm down Surprising wind will come from the East Even if I spell wrongly, I will write, "I am fine." To make you feel assured Life is full of surprises I feel less demeanor when I meant it As introvert as I am, I silently count danger Everything is calculated in my mind Not to...

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Young Harry, with wand in his grip, Tried a spell, but his magic did slip. He shouted, "Expelli!" Then turned into jelly, "This potion," he sighed, "needs a good sip!" ©bfa031625 ...

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Though I'm shattared flat, my soul critically wounded, predicament of my life, this state hinders my whole. The life in me, sucked pinch by pinch, I wish to cry my pain out but tears refuse to depart my eyes collision and confusion of scattered emotions, traped inside me, the strength in me drained, the strain my...

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Why does life have to be so frustrating at times Trying to eliminate it from our lives is an uphill climb Imagine a world without it how relaxing life could be Eliminating frustration is a very daunting task I am sure we all agree We all experience these unsettling moments from time to time A traffic jam when you...

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Getting down the chimney, Santa got stuck Belly got tautened while trying to duck All over smeared with black soot His face got dark like his boot Rescue force came to move him in a truck Dec.19.2022 ~ Placed First~ A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry Contest Sponsor- Tania Kitchin Syllable count- 10, 10, 7, 7, 10...

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Russian flag is a hammer and sickle Now their president is in a pickle Down the stairs, a messy heap Making threats he cannot keep Vladimir Putin's not worth a nickel. Written December 10, 2022...

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Hank’s Predicament Limerick: by Tom 7/27/2022 I once knew a man named Hank, while in the army drove a tank. Then one day’s dread, the tank lost a tread. At that time Hank's mind went blank. ...

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An ugly, wriggly worm got into his trousers, wiggling and crawling Reached a place he couldn't scratch, making him wobbling and howling Jan.5. 2022 Your Best Rhyming#4 Poetry Contest Sponsor_ L Milton Hankins...

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6/30/21 Listen to this Getting sick of it This drink I'm always sippin' it Does no good to be a chicken s*** Or hypocrite What a predicament An outcome is imminent Nothing infinite All these increments It's gone beyond intricate The spectrum was never equivalent Another foolish idea they implement Quickly calling it legitimate With a signed certificate So focused on the omnipotent And whether guilty or innocent Treating you like an...

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Once out of a mother’s womb, Labourers we all are, Till we reach our tomb. We labour for ourselves and others, day and night, For breakfast, lunch and dinner we all fight. Yes, we struggle day and night for our basic rights, And motivate ourselves out of predicament during the flight of life. Respect all fellow labourers, Irrespective of whether they are engineers...

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I dont know why But everytime i try To speak, i sigh It's not that i'm shy The words just die And on my smiles, i rely To convey and reply. But with kids, i cant deny It's not as weird and dry 'cause they are not as sly Neither judge nor pry. Might seem mighty and high And my smile, wry But its really all...

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No matter what our predicament is the Lord has the cure for every ailment provided we, unconditionally, abandon ourselves into His heavenly care with great faith!* © Demetrios Trifiatis 29 February 2020 * Dedicated to my good friend, Chantelle C. who, as she says, has flunked her MRIS test thus her MS remains active so...

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5 a.m. Souls ascend from earth’s vale of fears. Others wait don’t give up yet. Nothing I can do about that. Not is my name known but am I a good man. That goes for John, too a man of faith who wants what God wants. What about hate in the streets. What do white people want? I see no need to pull down statues of General Lee instead put...

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The Predicament of Kolkata’s Bus Commuter Two dozen perspiring commuters are wearily waiting for the bus, Exasperated because of the delay and frustrated due to the rush. The rickety contraption rumbles to a halt on the potholed bumpy road. Like projectiles, passengers hurtle up, in a desperate hurry to board, ...

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