Troubled Poems - Poems about Troubled

Swinging my new bamboo fan, tall mountains, steep foggy valleys where the swans gathers, story of thousand moons, carried by winds of people wining and dining, come let's read poetry together, and draw our dreams with ink on the sky drop the sword, a little fan against a steel sword, send your eagle off to sing about the ten thousand rules of humanity, double edged...

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In the depths of your mind, where shadows reside, A voice whispers doubt, with nowhere to hide. Depression's a monster, a weight on your chest, A longing for solace, a moment of rest. The future seems hopeless, a relentless refrain, "You're lost in the darkness, there's nothing to gain." But wait, through the struggle, a beacon appears, Three digits of hope, dispelling...

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The thoughts are risen: But nobody to listen; Hot breaths from lungs continually waltzed over skin. Everyday my sleepless heart cries alike the pouring rain. I wish there could have been a...

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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Blake Sherriff Bridge Over Troubled Waters Hello, my dear friend, your presence in my life is a blessing. No challenge in life should be so daunting that you can't reach out for help. We are here for each other,...

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ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Blake Sherriff Bridge Over Troubled Waters Hello, my dear friend, your presence in my life is a blessing. No challenge in life should be so daunting that you can't reach out for help. We are here for each other,...

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In the twilight of troubled silence, where words melt into shadows, I delve into the labyrinth of thoughts, writing the soul's silence in notes, Each letter born from the pulse of my hands, keeping the secret enclosed in blood. I let the words flow from my fingers, so they wouldn't turn into screams, To preserve the quiet of the...

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Problems come and problems go But there's one thing you should know If good friends stand by your side Helping through the bumpy ride Knowing love is all around Till your back on level ground The smallest problems disappear Soon they are no longer there Days are happier again With the good kind hearted friends Who never bailed or walked out Their minds without a single...

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When I was a kid, I learned to be sad. I wouldn’t cry over lost balloons like I used to. But rather, I learned to be solemn before I even knew what that meant. When I was a kid, I learned how to tell time. Which made me more sad. When I was a teen, I learned about detention. I would...

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Night falls, the stars compel --- and the beguiling moon --- , still, all pale before Her whims, good - graces....

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Why do I feel Myself just sinking With nothing and no one to hold on to Slowly, yet, I am on solid ground Do not think it ironic It’s quite plausible Only I am not sinking, Not literally anyway Just emotionally, psychologically, spiritually There’s nothing of Me left No, I am not crazy! No, I am not delusional No, I am not over-exaggerating No, I am not...

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When I am troubled I walk in nature, and soon my troubles are far, far away; I start to notice the bird songs in the trees, and beautiful nature all around me. And I am kissed by a passing breeze ! When I am full of tears I seek nature, though grief is like a stone holding me down; the trees...

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Political and health epidemics Are the topic of the news It seems each day they intensify Authorities all have different views Normal carefree days are gone There's tension and unrest Solutions, often are hard to find It's difficult to know what is best Actually, troubles are not new The Bible records, in the book of Job Verse fourteen; one and two - - Only a few...

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Let not your heart be troubled ye believe in God? believe also in me said the Master of masters happy and free you be. In my Father's house are many mansions if were not so I would have told you. Eyes to see oneself free as a maple leaf tree blowing in the wind...

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Dear Mr Politician why can’t you see The destruction and chaos in your own country Kensington Philadelphia The big black hole Desperate for help For its lost troubled souls Sitting on a footpaths Filth all around Searching for a vein That cannot be found Homeless, addicted Suffering, pain Guilt, despair Sadness , blame Violence, abuse Rejection, neglect Having never known value, Worth or respect Helpless, trapped Desperate ,alone No food, no shelter Nowhere to call home Infection...

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wood of oak and strength bridge over troubled water o'er tribulations...

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