When things go wrong, as they sometimes we'll and do.
When thr road you're trusting seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the depts are high.
And you want to smile , but you ha e to sigh. When care is
Pressing you down a bit.
Rest!!!!
If you must, but dnt you quit!!!
Life is queen with Iya twists and turns .
As everyone of us sometimes learns and many a failure turns bout.
When he might have won had he struck it out.
Dnt give up!! Though the race seems slow, you mightsucced with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering men.
Often the struggler has given up, when he might have captured the Victor's cup and he learned to lat.
When the night slipped down how close he was to the golden crown.
Busses is failure turned inside out. The sliver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are .
It may be near when it seems so far.
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hits.
It's when things seem worst that you must in quite
Categories:
struggler, 10th grade, adventure,
Form: ABC
When things go wrong, as they sometimes we'll and do.
When thr road you're trusting seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the depts are high.
And you want to smile , but you ha e to sigh. When care is
Pressing you down a bit.
Rest!!!!
If you must, but dnt you quit!!!
Life is queen with Iya twists and turns .
As everyone of us sometimes learns and many a failure turns bout.
When he might have won had he struck it out.
Dnt give up!! Though the race seems slow, you mightsucced with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and faltering men.
Often the struggler has given up, when he might have captured the Victor's cup and he learned to lat.
When the night slipped down how close he was to the golden crown.
Busses is failure turned inside out. The sliver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are .
It may be near when it seems so far.
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hits.
It's when things seem worst that you must in quite
Categories:
struggler, 10th grade, adventure,
Form: ABC
Those who deserve in return , more ,
Often are betrayed playfully by Fate ;
The turmoil and the hardships in spate ,
Leave the invincible contender sore ;
One might as well lose the pursued track ,
Or the path that to triumph doth lead ;
Cruel Destiny and her goon squad heed
But to the whims and pre-ordained crack ;
Thus bringing down the well built stand ,
And even the earnestly seasoned soul ;
Yet even the righteous Divinity cries 'foul' !
If the honest struggler ever fails to land ;
Every pursuit just , fair and nobly done
Surely fetches blessed success from heaven .
Categories:
struggler, confidence, courage, encouraging, inspirational,
Form: Sonnet
Our deep exposure of feeling to others;
Sometimes or most of the times cost us a heart break.
The more we tell others about our dreams or passion.
People mostly feel laugh inside but show us support outside.
Some thinks that he is too much delusional and stupid.
Some makes fun of you directly on your face.
Some makes benefit from your passion and dreams.
We still do not care what they said and we just go ahead.
A person who just get backward after hearing discouraging words,
They never succeeded in their life or just give up life.
We must not stop till we reached our destiny.
All those discouraging words are made to happen by God.
We must take it as challenges then we will succeed with satisfaction.
A struggler or his hard work always gets him to his destiny with satisfaction.
Categories:
struggler, courage, inspiration, writing,
Form: Sonnet
A new morning, new fight
chasing after to hold it tight
capture and enclose in fist
dreams I followed whole night
silent lips ready to talk
when it ends after all
no scope but still some hope
success is not any joke
I wish I could fly and sing
but when comes to reality ,there's no wing
at dusk everything seems to rusts
there's nothing I can trust
here comes again black night
dark and dark with starlit
mind and heart encircled by daemons
a feud to settle with no weapons
eat sleep repeat
when will i make it defeat
I am on a walk
without any trails left behind
don't know when it will come to find
comes again sunlight ,again a new morning, a new fight.
Categories:
struggler, career, conflict, deep, desire,
Form: Rhyme
when care is pressing you down a bit,
rest, if you must-but don’t you quit.
Life is ***** with its twists and turns,
as every one of us sometimes learns,
and many a failure turns abut,
when we might have won had we stuck it out,
don’t give up, though the pace seems slow-
you might succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
it seems to a faint faltering man,
often the struggler has given up
when he might have captured the victor’s cup,
and he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
how close he was to the golden crown.
Succeed is failure turned inside out-
the silver tint of the clouds of doubt-
and you never can tell how close you are,
it may be near when it seems afar;
so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit-
it’s when things seem worst that you ’t quit.
Categories:
struggler, age, anger, appreciation, boyfriend,
Form: Light Verse
Let me tell you what I’ve found, my brother.
The nice guy is the one that’s the struggler,
because the ones who are not, take it for weakness,
and slyly, cowardly, go in for the jugular.
Please spare yourself and don’t try to explain it,
Those cowards court evil like a diabolical cupid.
They haven’t a clue, nor do they want to.
As the ole farmer says “ ya jest can’t fix stupid.”
Shake that well trodden dust off your feet,
Christ’s Gospel is preached by the way we act,
Let’s not get caught up in the worldly ploys.
Come back to Christ’s Kingdom. Let’s stay on track.
Better to be ill thought of with your Christian flag unfurled,
Than to lose His precious Peace, a priceless God given pearl.
written for the real contest of Life and Love
Categories:
struggler, brother,
Form: Sonnet
My eyes flatter then open to thee fullness, another day to struggler through.
Now to focus my eyes with all my effectiveness to drive the wander of the baneful
day
I struggle to my shower for no purpose at all, turn on the water and watch the
droplets fall over me, taking away my will and giving simple short term relief.
Day in day out, the same life, the same impact on my head, heart and spirituality,
why did I wake up? As yesterday is today, it’s like my own bag I unzip and let my
emotions rule and focus me.
This is what I have been taught, a tangible way of living my life, I go to work come
home and start again, so why do I feel so bad.
What are these intangible feelings I can’t see, yet I feel them rise from my stomach
to my heart, why do they confuse me and I cannot explain them in a book.
Maybe I need to listen to my untenable voice, maybe I need to see I with my heart,
maybe there is more to me then a world I can clearly see with my eyes, maybe I
need to stop looking outwards but start to look inside where my tummy is yelling at
me.
Categories:
struggler, day, me,
Form: I do not know?
SANDS OF TIME
My child the struggler-
Half-buried, sand-holer
From fractious family.
Each christmas hollowly
Joyless in the cold
Tracks in the snow,
A pointless journey
A useless straggler
My boy filled the void,
Though almost destroyed.
Controlling with care
And knowing when and where
Trying to survive
In that world half-alive
My man's half-drowned
In the sand pit around.
My wife seeks my pain
As each running grain
Pours back, fills the hole.
She rescues my soul.
Categories:
struggler,
Form: Couplet