Dissolution Dispelled
understanding bestowed
in desperate moments
saves suffering souls
further intensified despair
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Despair Is Darkness
DESPAIR IS DARKNESS
Despair is darkness-
Despair is death inside and death in the world and death in one’s own sad soul-
Despair is no way out -
Despair is the place where one is forever stuck -
Despair is the realization that one has done what one could – and one is not going anywhere else-
Despair is the admission of failure-
Despair is no sign of help anywhere around-
Despair is so much lost-
Despair is one‘s life is over-
Despair is regret-
Despair is the sense that one will never have the time to have another chance -
Despair is ‘it’s finished’-
Despair is no way out-
Despair is going down and more down and more dark and more afraid all the time -
Despair is the scream which hurts and does not stop the hurting -
Despair is the understanding that even Death will not save one -
Despair is that the pain will never end-not even with death.
Despair is no way out again and again and again- without end.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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But Don't Despair
Despair, if you must –
But how's it going to pull you through?
Despair, when you trust
Naught since then there's naught to do.
Despair, should you thrust
Aside your pride, your self-esteem.
And so despair, if it's dust,
The only substance that you deem.
Despair, when a gust
Of slightly breeze can break your stance.
And do despair, when lust
Is your interpretation of romance.
But don't despair, if you can care
About the plight of any other being.
And you can focus on the help,
Support, and altruistic further actions
For the seeing. Be believing,
As despair will start receding
All around – simply since you found
A way to steer you clear
From this: the very cause of your despair!
So give to others; give them all a helping lift:
Despair, you'll find will disappear –
And that has got to be a well-deserved
And saintly gift!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Remember, Faith Saves
Grab some time to be alone.
Rest your mind...
And put aside your anguish.
Don't condone,
Or savor despair.
Don't try to own it!
Leave it there.
Remember,
Faith saves.
Remember,
Faith saves.
Remember...
Keep your belief,
You can and will receive peace.
As much as you need.
Faith saves.
Whatever reasons that are there...
To magnify your sorrows.
Sunshine tomorrow comes.
If you allow it to be welcomed.
Troubles are meant to sit.
Like any obstacle that comes...
Wishing you not to get over it.
Unless you wish your problems to remain...
Like a pain that is given attention to drain.
With your wish to claim it in repeated complaints.
Remember,
Faith saves.
Remember,
Faith saves.
Remember...
Keep your belief,
You can and will receive peace.
As much as you need.
Faith saves.
Whatever reasons that are there...
To magnify your sorrows.
Sunshine tomorrow comes.
If you allow it to be welcomed.
Grab some time to be alone.
Rest your mind...
And put aside your anguish.
Don't condone,
Or savor despair.
Don't try to own it!
Leave it there.
Remember,
Faith saves.
Remember...
Keep your belief,
You can and will receive peace.
As much as you need.
Faith saves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Holy Is The Ghost
Do I believe that you can be,
Saved?
It's not up to me,
To place that judgement made.
And,
Do I believe that you can be,
Saved?
It's not up to me,
To grade or rate your days!
I'm not one to sum up with a fuss...
Who has had it tough,
Without a suffering one covers.
I'm not one to sum up with a fuss...
Who has had it tough,
Without a suffering one covers.
Some days I slip away to pray.
Knowing the expense,
Of the dues I had to pay.
And,
Some days I slip away to pray.
Knowing the expense,
Of the dues I had to pay.
Do I believe that you can be,
Saved?
It's not up to me,
To place that judgement made.
Holy is the Ghost,
That paves the way!
Holy is the Ghost,
That saves!
Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
In the morning,
That Ghost saves.
In the evening,
That Ghost saves.
From the dawn and through the night time too!
Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
In the morning,
That Ghost saves.
In the evening,
That Ghost saves.
From the dawn and through the night time too!
Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
From the dawn and through the night time too!
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise, since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable.
quote by Joseph Addison
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I Still Hate The System
The country will get want to wants,
but there will be souls with dreams unfulfilled.
Perhaps that is a good thing.
For un-quenched thirsts are fuel for fire in the belly.
A nation with fire in its pits breed a desperate nation.
And desperate men will rid obstacles in their path.
A desperate man has no fear, he has nothing to lose.
And yet he sits there in desperate quiet and frustrated contemplation, still feeling mighty mighty sad.
I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise, since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable.
quote by Anne Spencer Morrow Lindbergh
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Life in A Nutshell
I can see a wave of despair,
Tending towards a perishing nation.
I can see weariness and pain,
Written on the faces of a forsaken people.
I can see an ocean of tears,
Drowning souls that walk with no direction.
I can hear groans of mercy,
From desperate sinners who need salvation.
I can see hatred and vengeance
Being sowed and watered by human hands
I can see war and terror,
The fruits of wrath amongst nations.
I see a savior, wiping away tears
Setting captives free, guiding lost souls
I can hear songs of praise,
Despair is gone, hope has come.
Life in a nutshell, ends in the grave.
Because life is too short.
BUT, life in truth begins at death
Because salvation is forever
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Despair Of The Early Morning
DESPAIR OF THE EARLY MORNING
Despair of the early morning
Despair of the darkness
Despair of the Despair
Despair of Old Age
Despair of the road closed
Despair of nothing to do
Despair of nowhere to go
Despair of endless errands
Despair of money running out
Despair of the message of Despair
One transmits to those one loves.
Despair that has to be resisted
Despair that the light of the day
Will help me overcome
Despair I will pray my way out of
Despair I will in the course of the day
Sometime overcome.
Not the great Despair
The unending Despair
The final Despair.
The small Despair of who I am and where I am now.
The Despair that still can be resisted,
By the writing of a few awkward lines
Early in the morning.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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You Are 'Bestowed' the Blessings
Remember this...
To you are bestowed the blessings.
Gifts given to which through you flow.
Those blessings are for you to share.
Your presence 'is' a blessing.
However...
Your wish to be worshipped,
As if you are The Creator...
Of the light that glows.
Is not the way it works.
Or the way it goes.
To you are 'bestowed' the blessings.
The Creator provides,
Those blessings to be bestowed.
The Creator,
Provides...
Those blessings,
To be bestowed.
Remember this...
You are 'bestowed' the blessings.
To assist.
Not create to provide.
Many get this twisted.
To stir up for themselves,
Endless conflict.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Embrace The Healing Powers Of Love
why is it
so many women
who hate
men with anger
passion intensified
have shadows
empty etched
into souls
in pain residue?
strange same
phenomena is
pattern etched
into hating
males also
a life tragedy
lost souls
in both sexes
need to
learn to embrace
the healing powers
of love love love
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Happiness...Despair
While happiness is the twin sibling of
despair, it is despair that is
the stronger of the two.
In life. happiness are but fleeting moments.
Despair lurks forever in the shadows
of our mind and our hearts...until the
final darkness.
You are My Teacher
If I should meet you
on the dusty road of life
Do not despair
for I am your teacher
If you should stumble
while crossing my muddy path
Do not despair
for you are my teacher
If we should cry alone
and falter in hurricane winds
Do not despair
for they are our teachers
If our souls should meet again
with tattered and worn-out shoes
Do not despair
for we have not learned
poem by Antoinette Kopperfield
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Desire And Despair
Desire and despair
Are two sides
Of the same coin
We dream of stars
And moon
And never reach
Anywhere
Every day we deposit
Our collection
Of despair
In the accounts
Of our mind
But never get
Any interest for it
Yet we try hard to
Increase our deposits
And never try
To admit desire
Is the cause of all despairs
Desire and sufferings - The Buddhist theory. By watching people Buddha found out that the causes of suffering are craving and desire, and ignorance. The power of these things to cause all suffering is what Buddhists call ''The Second Noble Truth''.
poem by C.N. Premkumar
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Despair's advantage is achieved
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Despair's advantage is achieved
By suffering—Despair—
To be assisted of Reverse
One must Reverse have bore—
The Worthiness of Suffering like
The Worthiness of Death
Is ascertained by tasting—
As can no other Mouth
Of Savors—make us conscious—
As did ourselves partake—
Affliction feels impalpable
Until Ourselves are struck—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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These Moments Seldom Arrive
There is no trust felt for someone,
The heart does not provide.
There is no convincing to be done.
This feeling does not hide.
There is not a word spoken that can be said,
To peel away or shed...
What the mind to the heart,
Shares and says.
If a comfort is missing...
Produced by a 'vibe' that dismisses it.
Do not insist with a persistence,
For something else that is wished.
A peace that is disturbed by an uneasy feeling...
Does not merit a welcome visit.
And being aware and conscious of it...
Saves one from despair.
And avoidance is the key!
Be it not with,
Or without...
An apology one needs.
These moments seldom arrive...
To offer a multiple choice.
It is what it is or isn't...
That's it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When the heart flies out before the understanding, it saves the judgment a world of pains.
quote by Laurence Sterne
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Living is experiencing.
Being curious, enthusiastic,
Romantic, victorious, piteous,
And relieved are happy moments.
Being lethargic, dull, anxious,
Discontent, desperate, unfortunate
And burdened are unhappy moments.
We scale our life by days, not nights.12.06.2010.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The End
If I could have put you in my heart,
If but I could have wrapped you in myself,
How glad I should have been!
And now the chart
Of memory unrolls again to me
The course of our journey here, before we had to part.
And oh, that you had never, never been
Some of your selves, my love, that some
Of your several faces I had never seen!
And still they come before me, and they go,
And I cry aloud in the moments that intervene.
And oh, my love, as I rock for you to-night,
And have not any longer any hope
To heal the suffering, or make requite
For all your life of asking and despair,
I own that some of me is dead to-night.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Someone...
Someone, somewhere,
is feeling my despair.
Yet no residue, no trace is found,
of this person, ever understanding.
Words kind, eyes full of love and caring
Nobody knows the despair inside of me!
Oh, but you understand it,
you know my sadness, you've been through it all.
You're always willing to help me,
pick me up when I fall.
Now let me help you,
through all your hard times.
Let me pick you up from your despair,
and give you the happiness we once shared.
I'm not lying to you, you know its true,
that I'll give all I have for you
poem by Laurence Yuen
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