ATT POETRY PEOPLE

No way the same for me 🙁

A war zone in my house…between me and my siblings and their husbands/wives…gosh!

Just checking in to say hi. Hope everyones doing well. 🙂

*kapusta*

G-d Loves You

An opaque fog in front of me,

A hazy mist behind,

So where am I to turn?

My path I need to find.

A future stretches before me

Of decisions to be made,

Where do I go? What do I do?

The past was not at times the best,

But still I learned, I loved and laughed,

Perhaps I ought turn back.

But now that time is done.

And gone is the time for fun.

I have no choice, no say at all.

Into a fearsome, vast black hole.

And the decisions that I do make?

They haunt me night and day,

Yet another torturous stumbling block

Intent on barring my way.

Why does G-d hate me? I wonder,

As my strength saps and I tire.

My every action has a consequence

And all my plans backfire.

I never seem to get my way

Because when, for a moment, I do,

Something else pops up to ruin things

And greater troubles stew.

I wryly think about our G-d,

Just watching as I choke?

For someone wise once told me something

That gets me through each day.

She told me that G-d loves me.

He loves me and He cares!

He wants for me to gain!

Like one day she made her bus

As He loves each and every one of us.

From then on I saw it more and more,

A clear, ever present fact.

How G-d easily pulls the strings,

Maneuvering my every act.

Essentially I do have a choice

Which is best for my soul.

So if I see Him in good things,

Why is it that in troubled times

I so desperately seek to hide?

If anything I should go out,

My arms outstretched wide,

Allowing Him to take the reigns

While in His warm embrace I hide.

But that is not quite how it works,

I too must do my part.

And frantic becomes my ever beating heart.

I doubt His involvement in my life.

I doubt I have His care.

And then I hear that voice again,

That floats in the back of my mind.

It strengthens me, I think clearly.

So though the struggle may be fierce

And though it may be long,

I know that I can do this,

I will someday see the light.

Has been just beyond my sight.

G-d is holding your hand.

Just close your eyes – believe!

In all that which you perceive.

When you see G-d on your side.

Sit back, enjoy the ride.

bly- wow! No other words describe it. Just wow! That was amazing. Described the emotions, the back n forth, the knowing but not feeling, the ups and downs… You really captured the struggle in words. And it gives hope to hear that repeating the message inside does make a difference. And your words to blabla, so understanding, and so encouraging even while you admit to still struggling. Thank u for joining the poetry thread

Honestly, I’m having a really difficult time. Someone close to me is in the ICU in the hospital immediately after a very difficult pesach. I’m in school as regular, doing work, etc. and very overwhelmed. I can’t believe Hashem did this to me!

I stand here,

groping in the dark,

fumbling in the black,

floundering in the deep,

searching for a ray of light,

a spark of hope,

to ignite a bright future,

things seem hopeless,

pains searing through my soul,

bullets and arrows,

piercing my wounded heart,

my disfunctional mind,

and I’m left to swim in the dark,

rise above the roaring waves,

find the hidden light,

see the invisible,

a light,

oh where could it be?

how can I see it?

when life’s so dark and gloomy.

when pain doesn’t cease to inflict you,

when challenges arise in piles,

when you think you’ve got your dose of pain and you just get more…

Liked your poem blabla. Life can be really difficult.

Refuah shlema to your friend

blabla… this might sound bad but… to me it sounds like you and Gd need to have a little conversation. But don’t just talk. Yell. Scream. Cry. Ask Him why. Be real. You don’t have to be strong when you’re talking to Him. He’ll be strong for both of you. Know that now, when you’re in pain, He’s in pain too. He’s hurting because you’re hurting, yet He’s also making you hurt and Himself hurt for the sole purpose that somehow this is what’s best for you and all the other people involved. He really loves you.

Much Hatzlacha…

honestly… prolly doesn’t matter where I was a few months ago… don’t even know how much it’ll do, if anything, for our pal bla. I think this sort of thing is what you have to hear when you’re in a good place and get used to it so that when you’re in a bad place, you have this in your arsenal, should you need it. Still, yelling at Gd is something I only ever did out of desperation… and it helped exponentially.

Hey there poetry friends, Happy birthday to me! And since one has a special tefilla power on their birthday, I pray that all of you have a wonderful life with your spouses current or future and have a wonderful family which is full of chesed happiness success contentment health wealth strength kedusha tahara hatzlacha parnasa b’revach and may all your tefilos be answered for the good. Amen.

Nomtw – thanks

This is based on what happened to me yesterday morning. 🙂

Poseach Es Yadecha

This morning upon waking

I looked at my clock

felt a rush of despair-

the numbers filled me with shock.

It seemed that today

I was gonna be late.

There was no hope I’d get to work

by five past eight!

Got into my car

in a rush and a flurry

I’d woken up five minutes ago-

I had to hurry!

I hate being late!

It ruins my day.

And so to Hashem

I started to pray.

“Gd,” I thought,

wearily in my head,

“please let me be on time!”

I begged and I pled.

It was then that it hit me-

gave me quite a start!

At this moment Gd’s pumping

my ever beating heart.

Letting me fill my lungs

and digest my food

encouraging me, helping me

to stay in a good mood!

And He’s not just doing

all this for me;

every second He does the same

for each person I see!

And each of them is praying

each with their own request,

hoping and begging

for what they believe is best.

I felt pretty silly then…

He’s busy, that Gd of mine.

He’s keeping the world spinning,

so who cares if I’m on time?!

Such a measley request,

insignificant and small…

He’s so busy with other things,

taking care of it all!

It’s not so important

whether or not I’m on time,

if the world is still running

when the bell finally chimes.

If hearts are still beating

and people are growing

I’ll be happy though I’m late

you see, it’s all in the knowing!

But… while this thinking is healthy

it is admittedly flawed,

because, you see, there’s this awesome thing about Gd…

Do you know how much energy

He requires to keep hearts pumping,

the world spinning and all children

laughing and jumping?

To grow healthy crops

to bring forth rain

to satiate, to starve,

to bring joy, to bring pain?

To keep cycles going

and the earth ever spinning,

bringing lives to an end

and still others a new beginning?

Though for His attention

there’s no higher demand,

He accomplishes it all

just like opening his hand!

With the strength that’s required

to move fingers from palm,

He maintains equilibrium,

keeping everything calm.

So to add to His huge list

one prayer, comparatively small,

He’s listening, He’s caring,

He wants to hear it all.

For you see, you’re His child!

The world’s running for you!

He wants to help in every way

that you need Him to.

So you want to be on time?

Go ahead! Ask away!

He’ll help you if that’s how

you’ll maximize your day.

Trapped

What was once a structure is now shattered glass.

What once was formidable is now fatigued.

What once was arrogant is now anxious.

What once was focused is now forlorn.

What once was carefree is now careless.

What once was dedicated is now dismissive.

What once was eccentric is now ensnared.

What once could subdue is now subdued.

What once could terrify is now trapped.

What once was wonderful is now wicked.

& no one mourns the wicked.

who once was strong is now collapsed

who once was determined has now given up

who once was focused is now defeated

who once was warm is now cold

who once was bright has now gone dull

who once was a spark is now sizzling out

who once was energetic is now exhausted

who once was fighting has now become weary

who once was clear is now a mess

who once was sunny is now a stormy sky

who once had hope is giving up

who once had support is being left alone

who once had a smile is left with a frown

who once had a sparkle is full of tears

bly- amazing how u can repaint ur morning like that, and amazing poem

nomtw- sorry for the copyright infringement :-/. Signed in to reply and reread ur post, and that just came pouring out of me…

Think first- belated happy bday and amen, and thanks.

Its been very quiet. How is everyone? PE, MP-its been a while. How are you doing? Busy with school just? Blabla- how are you doing? How is the person who was hospitalized doing? All the rest-hi!

Don’t be so hard on yourself! ‘entitled’ to give support? How about you are able to and its a strength you were given. Even though none of us always practices what they preach, we can still say the right words, and know what we should be striving for. Until 3 years ago, I was a closed shell and NEVER opened to or wanted to ask anyone for help. And now i’m a completely different person, though i’m not sure I like how much I changed :). this thread is absolutely not only for poetry any more. Its just one way of expression for me, tho music is my first too. This thread is for venting, sharing, support, and of course poetry too.

I can only speak for myself, but apology accepted and unneccesary. Mitoch shelo lishma… I also felt like this thread gave me my only purpose in life, and you know what? I don;t think thats a bad thing. If you are feeling down, by focusing outside yourself and giving though in pain, that helps you overcome the low. At least in my opinion. The best thing when hurting is to go do chessed or give to someone else. So if I can speak up, come back, even while you are suffering. You can still help others, and we can try to help you too. Hoping things get brighter and soon!

The Ruined Pants

His wife wondered silently why he was in such a good mood

His wife asked him about his day as she prepared his food

And so he happily told to her the story of his day

And so his anger poured forth, and he had this to say:

The bagel store guy dropped my drink, spilling coffee when he tripped

The deli store guy dropped my food, ruined my sandwich when he slipped

My work day was mundane, no unusual events

It was a normal day, neither laid-back nor intense

But while I was driving home, my front tire got a flat

But on my return commute, I hit a nail and that was that

Yankel, the repair guy, was in quite a good mood

Yankel, the repair guy, was crabby and quite rude

He fixed my flat in no time and sent me on my way

He said he was off-duty, come back another day

On my way home I saw Shimon, so I gave him a lift

I started my long walk home, feeling very miffed

We schmoozed as we drove home, and I mentioned our daughter

On the long walk in the rain home, I was splashed with dirty water

I tripped and tore my new suit pants, and gave my knee a bad scratch

Yankel, the repair guy had been upbeat all day long

These famed words of the wisest of all men are true in so many ways

The story above is fictional, perhaps a bit unsophisticated

But the value of kindnesses that you do cannot be overstated

Everyone here is human; we all have our bad days

That you still come to cheer up others is worthy of our praise

May all of us be zoche to tranquility and peace

SaysMe, kapusta, thank you so much for your words of support and encouragement. They greatly help.

SaysMe, I’m not really a social person, and getting out and meeting people is something I would have a difficult time doing. But you’re right about the purpose of this thread, and I need to keep that in mind. I am sorry your mentor recently stopped helping you. It must be very difficult for you right now, and I’m sure you can relate to how I’m feeling. Your positive attitude definitely helps me, and though I usually try my best to maintain a positive attitude, I have pitfalls just like anyone. Thank you so much.

ICOT, what a fantastic poem, I love how it was written. And a great message as well. It really helped me. Thank you so much for posting.

Too Cool, nice poem, and yes, many times things can be confusing, and we may not know what is wrong and what is right. There are different approaches we can take when in that situation. We can ask others for guidance, we can use our intuition. Ultimately, making choices is just part of being human, and though we may sometimes make the wrong choice, we can always use that as a learning experience, and grow from it.

Kapusta, you’re right, that’s a good way to look at giving support. I hadn’t thought of it like that. It definitely was helping me as well. And that’s apparent from the fact that in the past couple weeks, I haven’t been giving support and my feelings of loneliness were definitely related to that. Thanks for the wishes of finding someone in real life I can look to for support, I appreciate it.

I’ve realized that many times, all I need is for someone to ask me “how are you?” or to wish me a good day. Such a comment, though it may seem small and pointless, can raise my spirits to the point where I feel cared about and can comfort me for a long time. We should never underestimate the power that a simple greeting or well-wishes can have. So, I hope you are doing well, and wish you all a great night. And thanks.

We should never underestimate the power that a simple greeting or well-wishes can have.

+2

*kapusta*

why why why WHY?!?! :'( It’s a slap on the face, and if thats what u have to offer, then i’ll pass! I am tired of crying myself to sleep! Stop hurting me please????

Middle path – I’m sorry to hear ur going through a hard time now and I really hope you’ll be encouraged real soon! We love you here, although you may not be a poet ur the pillar or our thread for the last while, you really are. We so much enjoy hearing your very kind comments on what we express here and I feel that ur a very genuine and special fellow, and about being selfish, ur right that you may feel really good when helping others and I think that thats the s’char b’olam hazeh for the mitzvah of gemilas chasodim that you do so beautifully.You’re encouragement to us is so wonderfull and very

Much appreciated by myself and all of us.

Signed,

Your poetry friend

Think first

SaysMe, I’m so sorry for your difficult night last night. Hope today is a better day.

Think first, thank you so much for your kind words. They mean a lot to me.

Thank you to everyone here for your kind words and support, they really helped an enormous amount. I hope to stick around here.

Hoping that all the others here are doing alright.. PE, blabla, NOMTW.

Thanks kapusta , Middle Path I’m glad you’re back,

SaysMe, you are definitely right. I should try that. Thanks so much for your help, today is much better than yesterday.

Thanks, Think first, me too.

ICOT, thanks for posting it, and you are right about that.

I’d just like to share a thought that someone emailed to me: “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It is about learning to dance in the rain”.

B”H they are home now and recuperating slowly

I’ve been doing a lot better since! 🙂 Thanx guys ur awesome!