Poems on acceptance Archives - dannygsthoughtfortoday.com

Seeking Yourself First (Poem)

I met a girl,

Confused and afraid,

She had insecurities of her own,

The most beautiful woman I met,

Yet she couldn’t see it herself,

So she went looking elsewhere.

She was always looking for love,

In all the wrong places,

Thought she would meet a man,

Then all would fall into place.

She came in and out of her relationships,

Her dignity solely on her man,

And when she looked into her eyes,

She loathed herself,

And couldn’t say, I love you as you are.

She went looking for mr right,

None of them filled the void,

Man after man,

Only reinforced, what was lurking inside.

Then on one lonely Saturday,

Feeling confused and lost,

She went by the lake,

Wanting to be alone.

She said,

Out of mere frustrations!

God!

I’ve dated every man on this planet,

Yet I cannot find one, that loves me back,

Every guy treats me like trash.

God said, love is a reflection of who you are,

They only mirror your thoughts,

So next time, seek yourself,

And Mr right will only

Reaffirm how you felt.

Way Back Home (Poem)

We start on the journey,

Fired up with faith,

Telling ourselves all types of things,

To stay in the game.

Declaring out loud,

We’ll never turn back,

We’re victors and not quitters,

Among the pact.

Then adversities come,

Knocking at the door,

Demanding to give in,

And forget what we know.

Everything can be a mystery,

And a puzzle,

In a deep world,

Of right or wrong.

We grapple with peace,

In a world of love and hate,

Our perspective is damaged,

As we march along in rage.

Let’s lose the self sabotaging lens,

Receive the divine,

And remember our core.

It’s a journey,

Of trial and error,

As we follow our soul.

Intuition and choices,

Delays and detours,

All leading back

To God.

As we contemplate and reflect,

We conclude,

There’s no right or wrong,

Simply experiences, remembering,

And intuition,

To guide us back home.

Praising Falun Gong (Sonnet)

Let’s sing a song of praise for Falun Gong,

In China, on the other side of the globe.

A practice of truthfulness and compassion,

A group who seeks peace and forbearance.

They are tortured, brainwashed and killed,

In a nation constantly under attack.

CCP coerces them to give in,

And subject them to acts of cruelty.

Though true to their beliefs,

They’ll even risk death and torture,

To proclaim freedom and peace.

How has the world become so corrupt?

Will it take another few million dead?

Or will we stop it before the next?

The Falun Gong Mission (Sonnet)

As I lie awake in bed beneath my sheets,

In the comfort and safety of my home.

I cannot believe this insanity just next door,

For Falun Gong, the other side of the globe.

Practitioners are dying, tortured, and brutalized,

And despised and blamed though innocent.

The sad part is these fellow human beings,

Are mere mortals seeking newfound peace,

In a world where freedom is constantly targeted,

For control and power and fear of the unknown.

How can we allow this profanity to occur?

Where enslavement and torture is the norm,

For a group who practices freedom and love,

Where compassion is their primary goal.