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What Poem Describes Your Feelings Today

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I notice that there is often a poem that sort of best describes my feelings at the moment. For me, right now, for example, the poem "Kindness" by the poet Naomi Shihab Nye.

What about you? What poem best expressed your feelings right now?

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I'm sure a lot of people have heard this one but it's good. I'm sorry to the mods and support staff if I woke you up last night with PMs. It was a rough night for me...

Just for today, I will try to live through this day only,

and not tackle my whole life problem

at once. I can do something for twelve hours

that would appall me if I felt that I had to

keep it up for a lifetime.

Just for today, I will be happy. This assumes to

be true what Abraham Lincoln said, that

"most folks are as happy as they make up

their minds to be."

Just for today, I will try to strengthen my mind.

I will study. I will learn something useful.

I will not be a mental loafer. I will read

something that requires effort, thought and

concentration.

Just for today, I will adjust myself to what is,

and not try to adjust everything to my own

desires. I will take my "luck" as it comes,

and fit myself to it.

Just for today, I will exercise my soul in three

ways: I will do somebody a good turn, and

not get found out. I will do at least two

things I don't want to--just for exercise.

I will not show anyone that my feelings are

hurt; they may be hurt, but today I will not

show it

Just for today, I will be agreeable. I will look

as well as I can, dress becomingly, talk low,

act courteously, criticize not one bit, not

find fault with anything and not try to improve

or regulate anybody except myself.

Just for today, I will have a program. I may not

follow it exactly, but I will have it. I will

save myself from two pests: hurry and indecision.

Just for today, I will have a quiet half hour all

by myself, and relax. During this half hour,

sometime, I will try to get a better perspective

of my life.

Just for today, I will be unafraid. Especially I

will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful,

and to believe that as I give to the world, so

the world will give to me.

-Kenneth L. Holmes

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Kindness by Naomi Shibab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is

you must lose things,

feel the future dissolve in a moment

like salt in a weakened broth

What you held in your hand,

what you counted and carefully saved,

all this must go so you know

how desolate the landscape can be

between the regions of kindness . . . .

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,

you must know sorry as the other deepest thing

You must wake up with sorrow

You must speak to it till your voice

catches the thread of all sorrows

and you see the size of the cloth

Then it is only kindness that makes any sense anymore,

only kindness that ties your shoes

and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,

only kindness that raises its head

from the crowd of the world to say

It is you I have been looking for,

and then goes with you everywhere

like a shadow or a friend.

The entire poem really speaks to me, but I cannot quote it in its entirety for fear of violating the Code of Best Practices in Fair Use of Poetry and national and international copyright laws. Naomi Shihab Nye was born to an American mother and a Palestinian father in 1952. I believe she lives in San Antonio, Texas.

Edited by Epictetus

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I wouldn't really say this poem describes my feelings at the moment, but it's certainly one of my favorites.

"Psalm 212" by Stan Rice

Why think these songs irrational

They are no more so than the hive.

In mercury I seek the method of the molten.

I remember mercy in my praise of the chain.

The green apple is red where slapped.

Why should my psalms sicken, or be blasted

Like blackbirds by shotguns from trees.

Why would you bypass being adored by the radio.

For each gift pump the moment.

The herring are numerous

And the Lord's sperm are words,

As am I. I was lost

And sang my broken-down songs in the hell of the hour.

Then in my heart moved an oar,

And I was found by a breeze from a door in the sea of forms

And was rowed to the cherry trees on the shore.

Selah. Selah.

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Mostly all the poems I read are in spanish. This one in particular from Cesar Vallejo, "La Rueda del Hambriento" pretty much describes my general feeling when I am really down.

Edited by Violet31
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She stood on the bridge 
In silence and fear
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here

They cut her heart 
Right out of her chest
Making her believe 
That the demons knew best 

They were always there
Sometimes just out of sight
Waiting in the background 
Till the time was right 

These demons were destructive 
Knocking down the life she knew 
Hating everything about her
She hated herself too

These demons can't be seen
But they're far from fairy tales 
They live inside your mind 
Their evilness prevails 

So on the bridge she stood
About to end the fight
Then she stopped and thought
I'll fight them one more night



Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poems/sad/depression/

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I never hear the word “escape”
Without a quicker blood,
A sudden expectation
A flying attitude!

I never hear of prisons broad
By soldiers battered down,
But I tug childish at my bars
Only to fail again!

-Emily Dickinson

"Escape"

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William Blake

Auguries of Innocence

Especially the first four lines:

 

"To see a World in a Grain of Sand 

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower 
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand 
And Eternity in an hour"
 
 
Edited by samadhiSheol

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2 minutes ago, samadhiSheol said:

William Blake

Auguries of Innocence

Especially the first four lines:

 

"To see a World in a Grain of Sand 

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower 
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand 
And Eternity in an hour"
 
 

I think I've posted this elsewhere on df a while back. Who gives a da mn..

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Politeness
If people ask me, 
I always tell them: 
"Quite well, thank you, I'm very glad to say." 
If people ask me, 
I always answer, 
I always tell them, 
If they ask me 
Politely ..... 
BUT SOMETIMES 
I wish 
that they wouldn't.

by AA Milne

Edited by Ba3inga

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