#adversity poems on Hello Poetry

AE May 2020

In Time

In time,
The swollen heart
Becomes a symbol
Of crossing borders

And when you find the unspoken words
Of your sleepless soul
You’ve found the bordering nation of freedom
That when met against your dreams
Melts into your boundaries
And two become one

And in time,
Your past fades into the seams
Of your reckless ambitions
And your blood pours down towards
your ankles
Preparing you to kick off your feet
And fly towards a future

Where you are found to be free
From your own shackles
and someday you’ll smile
As you look back at what you’ve left behind

And you’ll find
That in time,
You’ll be free from your fears

#time #freedom #hopes #dreams #past #recovering #forgetting #overcoming #adversity #life

John Glenn May 2020

2020

War stirs in the west.
The giants in the east
awaken from slumber,
ready to wager.
Up north and down south
the trees burn
as the households await death
to knock on their doors,
unable to breathe.
Speaking of death,
he has taken the icons
and left us with dictators
to further his bidding.
Money has fallen out of value,
with rather a hefty price
at the cost of human life.
Plagued with adversity,
food is short
and the days are long.
Humanity pays
for all its wrongs.

Everything that's been happening so far this year has affected us in so many different ways. Though no matter how dark it all seems to be, there's always light to find at the end of the tunnel. This darkness too, shall pass.

#war #sickness #wildfire #adversity #humanity

charlie delitiscit May 2020

Burning

They say great men are forged in flames
so give me fire
give me a raging inferno
give me anything but these
tantalising embers
and smoking coals.
I want to burn.
I want to burn.

#burning #flames #adversity #challenges

Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2020

The Guide

Being privileged
Many times
We don't realize
That much

At the time of
Adversity
Only hunger is
The innate human drive
And the food
A prayer

Stay human
In unfavorable time
What one can
Best offer
And
Money can't buy

Genre: Observational
Theme: Basic Need || In the background of COVID-19
Note: Served humanity is love. How has the coronavirus affected you?

#nepal #survival #adversity #prayer #food #basicneed

Mayara Giorno Apr 2020

My Father Stands Before The Dragon

A righteous man cannot stand for adversity
when his daughters weep for the contrary.

A righteous man should not back away from the dragon or it’s flames
and allow his daughters to be swallowed up in war.

A righteous man
knows no good or bad
no right or wrong.

He knows of responsibility
He knows of compassion
He knows of understanding
He knows of commitment

My father stands before the dragon.

#dragon #family #trouble #adversity #father #war #commitment

bcb Mar 2020

The Ghost From The Third Floor Balcony

they choose to not believe in me. my curiosity heightened, I wonder... will they always? by asking that, it may appear as if my existence solely relies on the convictions from others, but that is not so. to fret now, about the wariness of others, would deter all that I know. let me add that there are many moments I've shared with them. there was warmth. there was clutter. iridescent faces crowded the walls with ***** looks. the air embalmed with rosemary and ashtrays. but there is much they don't understand. they don't know the song of the neon lights. they don't know the thoughts of a clouded mind. they choose to not believe in me. my curiosity heightened, I wonder...are they foolish?

be well,
bcb

#curiosity #adversity #confidence

bcb Mar 2020

Mr. Musical Man

he was the musical man. no one could quite play a tune like him. the pluck of a cello with the flick of his tongue. the trumpets, they roar, with every riddling hum. this musical man knew only to strum, make sounds disappear and come back with a drum. ‘play your last note!’ cried the silencing storm, who stood only to dampen; to live in abhor. the musical man, the brother, the son, said, ‘oh, I’m not done. no, I am not done! for I will play my music until my eyes see the sun!’ so play your music, mr. musical man and watch as the sun comes again and again.

be well,
bcb

#music #hope #determination #adversity

bcb Mar 2020

Guitar Strings

it was late at night
when my guitar string broke
and I didn’t know what to do.
so with a laden sigh
and a tempered joke,
I tried to change my point of view.
I’ll tell you it wasn’t easy,
no instantaneous claim,
but if my guitar string
broke any other day,
I bet I’d be the same.
see, it always hurts to lose a string
make it one or two or three,
but as long as one’s still hanging on,
you can make that guitar sing.

be well,
bcb

#music #hope #adversity

Michael Stefan Feb 2020

Bent

You never did enough to break me
But you left me a little bent

Like a square peg put to a round hole
A chair with one leg just too short
Or a peach with just one bruise

Like tangled fishing line
A trash can lid that won't close right
Or a chipped rim coffee cup

Like a calendar from last year
A fluorescent bulb that's flickering
Or a screen door in a windstorm

You never left me broken
But I still wish I wasn't bent

Just a little monologue about adversity in relationships.

#love #rejection #breakup #heartbreak #adversity #life #wounds #support

Michael Stefan Feb 2020

She Walks in Quiet Misery

Never has a greater wretch walked on this here land
Her wrists are bound in iron
In torn and stained attire

Never has a sadder ghost drifted on this sand
Her sallow skin translucent
Atoning for cruel abuses

Never was a sicker girl seen on an empty path
Blood flows with every sneeze
Her lungs rattle with a wheeze

Never has a woman been dealt with so much wrath
Rocks bruise her skinny legs and arms
Wicked people visit her with harm

She walks in quiet misery
She drifts from place to place
She never stays in one town long
Or shows her tear-streaked face

She walks in utter silence
She never whispers a single word
She never notices those around
Their devilish faces all a blur

She walks in quiet misery
From civilization to the wild
She will always be in misery
Remorse at losing her only child

A long time ago I was sitting at the dinner table with my friends and their grandmother. She was in town visiting from Ohio. After some drinking and merriment, she told stories about growing up in the bible belt in the '50s. She told us how she had gotten pregnant at the age of 15, out of wedlock, and lost the child 4 months later. Her family disowned her and her town turned her out. It was such a heartbreaking story that I wanted to try and express her sorrow through poetry. For years she truly thought it was her fault and it wasn't until she became a nurse in the '70s that she learned she had a genetic disorder increasing her chances of miscarriage by astronomical levels. My heart really goes out to her harrowing experience. This is for you Mirriam.

#acceptance #tragedy #understanding #lovethyneighbor #care #religion #adversity