Worry Poems - Poems about Worry

I see you worry and i ask "why"? I hear your words of doubt and i will beg you to not give up And let your faith and desire just erupt They can only lie and cloud the truth They look at the heart you bear and deny the proof And when they fail to claim your soul You can...

Continue reading...

story blooming, on the edge of a thought struggling, incapable unqualified, mostly vulnerable to the midnight still stars in pieces of sapphire crisp and clean dancing across the skies remembering the love, alive a fire on the inside melancholic verses, visions epiphanies in sighs caressing the timeless notes prayers on holy rhythms blending with purple symphonies, revealing to the spirit sweet intimacy bold as the moon, who sees everything and still shines in spite of...

Continue reading...

what's this insanity we're living in a nightmare that can't be true i'm dreaming ~ it just can't be why the chaos why the hate can't we just shake hands make peace and get along i tell myself that reason will prevail but as each day rolls by the rift gets deeper the tally is horrendous and leaves me breathless i wonder how bad it has to get before it...

Continue reading...

the gossip goes that the lad O'Shea stands accused of mischief and horseplay worse ~ caught righthanded at the town café looking for a quick and easy payday now he's laying low in some forsaken hideaway waiting to make a swift getaway trying his best to outrun judgment day in his best friend's brand new Chevrolet AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 23,...

Continue reading...

As the day bade its circadian farewell, the fleeing sun Pulled its last glow from weary war-worn trees. On distant plains, vacant honeycombs no longer buzz With the songs of industrious bees:- The thunder of exploding weapons rains down dreaded...

Continue reading...

He scratched your back, now he needs bail; It’s payback time cause he’s in jail. This pest has tagged your buttonhole. A cause for worry, you poor soul. Of course, he needs money, bold cash; and you fear potential backlash. One-time friend? Consider pest control; some cause for worry, you poor soul. He ‘knows’ you’ll help him, good buddy. TV news reports quick...

Continue reading...

My father always told me Son; When you stop being beneficial You become useless To those that were using you. You'll think niggas got your back When everything is right But they disappear into thin air When everything goes wrong Just stay strong. People giving What's rightfully for one To another Dis glorifying the right one Then glorifying who they want Whom am I to judge But I...

Continue reading...

(Wisdom is not enough to calm your fears.) Two apostles, Peter and John jailed at the dawn of preaching in Christ's name. Officials' onslaught is meant to bring shame. "We obey God, rather than men," bold answer given by Peter and John. God-driven, with fervor, their deed was done. The Sanhedrin felt fearful, scorned. "You have been warned!" their supervening threat, Thus sworn, their...

Continue reading...

Try to Live for the Moment Why relive the past? Why worry about the future? Each new day has its own promise Why get bogged down in what can’t be changed? I just try to live for the moment. ...

Continue reading...

I screamed loud, the scare from my diagnosis, My streams of tears filled seven hundred oceans. The doctor spoke bleakly of the prognosis, His face lay bare, devoid of all emotions. Now anguish walks with glee where dreams once befriend, Hope and happiness slip out of easy reach. In their stead, despair and melancholy trend, The heartbreaking news clings to me like...

Continue reading...

Homelessness, world hunger, social security is almost gone. Fascism, racism, no more water to wet our lawn. Unknown diseases and pestilence, can’t afford to sell our land. Not a drop of consumer confidence, no one to lend us a helping hand No jobs, low wages. inflation has us by the balls. Housing crisis, trade deficit, extinction is coming for us all The politicians say they have...

Continue reading...

The 2nd Trump Presidency Begins To express my own Whitmanesque "barbaric yawp", constrained by internal (and external) barriers, mentally constipated, I merely mutter, feel pressures steadily mounting. Hesitant, I expel grunts and breaths -- disinhibit streams of consciousness, encourage verbal fluidity, ease the heaviness I feel, the weight upon my chest. I breathe deeply. Physiological processes require tiring conscious effort. I decide to be calm, to...

Continue reading...

Light breeze on the pasture green Tilting his head to the side A young lamb looks with a grin At the world, so wide He can’t see his mother there For a day or two So he thinks now who will care About him: will you? Passerby, don’t pass me by Take me if you can Help to find the reason why I’m alone again For a...

Continue reading...

For months, a poem was written a day To serve as keeping my diary. Wanted to stop at the end of a simple, pure and fun filling friendship. For a while, my feelings and my writing headed different direction. That caused me headache and panic. Soon, I regretted for not letting my inner thoughts, To flow as freely as it should...

Continue reading...

Please keep it down, I can’t think straight, Putting thoughts in my head, I don’t know how much more I can take, These voices they have control of me, They make me do things, I can’t think straight, The things I’ve done, the people I’ve hurt, I’m dangerous, this life I do not deserve, Should I really be here or is it...

Continue reading...