Poetry
Find Your Thankful Self
Sometimes you feel you’re nothing at all,
And that’s all you’ll ever be.
You study all your defects:
An empty life is all you see.
Instead of looking at what you haven’t go,
Seeing only what you lack,
Focus on your blessings,
And get right back on track.
There are many good things about being you
Count them one by one.
Your life has lots of comforts,
While others, they have none.
Many people have it much, much worse
Yet they have happiness.
They take joy in little things
They’re thankful, though they have less.
Lift your spirits up right now;
Get out of that depression.
Find your thankful self,
And give it full expression.
Find the joy in little things;
Focus on fun and laughter.
See life’s blessings all around,
And live happily ever after!
(Poet Joanna Fuchs , http://www.poemsource.com)
Invincible wings
When you are totally hopeless, do not despair
Just close your eyes and calm yourself
Then imagine you have a pair of invincible wings
That will lift your hope up from the pit.
When you are totally tired, do not despair
Just close your eyes and calm yourself
Then imagine you have a pair of invincible wings
That will give you strength to continue your flying
When you are hurt, do not despair
Just close your eyes and calm yourself
Then imagine you have a pair of invincible wings
That will take you to the sanctuary of healing
With these invincible wings you can survive
Any storm that you will meet in your life
With these invincible wings you can fly
As high as you can imagine in the sky.
Poet: Han Min Ohn
We Don’t Know Why
The twinkling of stars on a balmy night,
The gabble of geese as they take flight,
A passionate look in your lover’s eye,
The graceful ballet of a butterfly.
Living on the edge, in a committed,
Facing all challenges day by day,
Your life on the line—to do, not just try,
Life is exciting—a natural high.
Failure and boredom appear in your life;
Unhappiness cuts you, just like a knife.
“Where are all the good times,” you cry;
Is life just hard?”
The freshening feel of an ocean breeze,
The colours of change in the leaves on the trees,
The feeling of peace as the days go by,
Life’s a dazzling puzzle—and we don’t know why.
(Poets: Karl and Joanna Fuchs , http://www.poemsource.com)
Steps to Happiness
Everybody Knows,
You can’t be all things to all people.
You can’t do all things at once.
You can’t do all things equally well.
You can’t do all things better than everyone else.
Your humanity is showing just like everyone else’s.
So,
You have to find out who you are, and be that.
You have to decide what comes first, and do that.
You have to discover your strengths, and use them.
You have to learn not to compete with others,
because no one else is in the contest of “being you”.
Then,
You will have learned to accept your own uniqueness.
You will have learned to set priorities and make decisions.
You will have learned to live with your limitations.
You will have learned to give yourself the respect that is due.
And you’ll be a most vital mortal.
Poet : Unknown
Believe,
That you are a wonderful, unique person.
That you are a once-in all history event.
That it’s more than a right, it’s your duty, to be who you are.
That life is not a problem to solve, but a gift to cherish.
And you’ll be able to stay one up on what used to get you down.
Believe in yourself!
Believe you were made to do any task without calling for aid.
Believe, without growing too scornfully proud,
that you, as the greatest and least are endowed.
A mind to do thinking, two hands and two eyes
are all the equipment God gives to the wise.
Believe in yourself! You are divinely designed
and perfectly made for the work of mankind.
The truth you must cling to through danger and pain;
the heights others have reached you can also attain.
Believe to the very last hour, for it’s true.
That what ever you will, you’ve been gifted to do.
Believe in yourself and step out unafraid.
By misgivings and doubt be not easily swayed.
You’ve the right to succeed; the precision of skill
which betokens the great you can earn if you will!
The wisdom of the ages is yours if you’ll read.
Poet: Edgar
With doubt and dismay you are smitten
With doubt and dismay you are smitten
You think there’s no chance for you, son?
Why, the best books haven’t been written
The best race hasn’t been run,
The best score hasn’t been made yet,
The best song hasn’t been sung,
The best tune hasn’t been played yet,
Cheer up, for the world is young!
No chance? Why the world is just eager
For things that you ought to create.
Its store of true wealth is still meagre
Its needs are incessant and great,
It yearns for more power and beauty
More laughter and love and romance,
More loyalty, labour and duty,
No chance – why there’s nothing but chance!
For the best verse hasn’t been rhymed yet,
The best house hasn’t been planned,
The highest peak hasn’t been climbed yet,
The mightiest rivers aren’t spanned,
Don’t worry and fret, faint hearted,
The chances have just begun,
For the Best jobs haven’t been started,
The Best work hasn’t been done.
Poet: Berton Braley
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