Poetry: Stagnation

Many people enjoy just talking about the things they want to do or the things they wish they would have done. Yet, they have breath in their body and has been given another day to live. So, they have been granted another chance to. So, when there is another day granted, one should use that day to their advantage because the next day isn't promised to none of us. Therefore, I would like to share a poem from my poetry book, "Inspirational Poems for the Storms" entitled Stagnation. This poem is to encourage someone to go forth to achieve their goals and dreams.

Stagnation

You are walking but where are you going?  You are sleeping. Do you realize that you are snoring?  You are standing still, why you will not move?

 
You claim to be smart; why allow the enemy to use you as a fool?  You are singing, but what is the name of that song?  You claim to be strong, but you refuse to hold on;

You are tired and I don’t understand why.  You were off today and you have not been moving.  You claim to be humble and patient; why are you full of anticipation?  You have just been diagnosed with stagnation.

 

 

 

 

Life:I am not Perfect

Have you ever seen a group of people who criticize and attempt to judge others like they are perfect? Well, my intentions are to encourage someone that life is not over because of your shortcomings and failures. You must dust yourself and start over again. Remember, we were created from dirt. Dirt is wipeable and removable. When dirt gets on your clothing, what do you do? Most of us look for shout to remove the stain or grab a wet towel and soap with the intentions to remove the stain from our clothing. Well, it relates the same to life. Our faults and things done in the past is wipeable. So, be encouraged with a poem from my book,

Inspirational Poems for the Storms, entitled "I am not Perfect"

 

 

 

I am not perfect, but some people pretend to be. I hurt, experience lack, have debt, and weep. I have made mistakes in life on my own will; I am so thankful for grace and mercy—another day, I live;

I have sinned and came short of the glory, I have even been through the valley, fire, and tunnels; Oh! I have a life story;

Many of days I nearly lost my mind while wanting to smite my enemies physically. Instead, I treated them so kind. I have been in the wilderness like Moses for 40 days and 40 nights: I have experienced darkness for so long until I didn’t recognize the vision of light;

People perceive me as one whose life is wonderful and great; just to walk in my shoes one day, isn’t a position you would trade. People say that I am so sophisticated, like a specimen, I have been incubated;

Many are judging me, but there’s only one judge who sits on his throne. Nevertheless, I made mistakes and been down the wrong path for I am not perfect.