Worry Poems - Poems about Worry

what's this insanity we're living in a nightmare that can't be true i'm dreaming ~ it just can't be why the chaos why the hate can't we just shake hands make peace and get along i tell myself that reason will prevail but as each...Read the rest...

the gossip goes that the lad O'Shea stands accused of mischief and horseplay worse ~ caught righthanded at the town café looking for a quick and easy payday now he's laying low in some forsaken hideaway waiting to make a...Read the rest...

As the day bade its circadian farewell, the fleeing sun Pulled its last glow from weary war-worn trees. On distant plains, vacant honeycombs no longer buzz ...Read the rest...

He scratched your back, now he needs bail; It’s payback time cause he’s in jail. This pest has tagged your buttonhole. A cause for worry, you poor soul. Of course, he needs money, bold cash; and you fear potential backlash. One-time...Read the rest...

My father always told me Son; When you stop being beneficial You become useless To those that were using you. You'll think niggas got your back When everything is right But they disappear into thin air When everything goes wrong Just stay strong. People...Read the rest...

(Wisdom is not enough to calm your fears.) Two apostles, Peter and John jailed at the dawn of preaching in Christ's name. Officials' onslaught is meant to bring shame. "We obey God, rather than men," bold answer given by Peter...Read the rest...

Try to Live for the Moment Why relive the past? Why worry about the future? Each new day has its own promise Why get bogged down in what can’t be changed? I just try to live for the moment. ...Read the rest...

I screamed loud, the scare from my diagnosis, My streams of tears filled seven hundred oceans. The doctor spoke bleakly of the prognosis, His face lay bare, devoid of all emotions. Now anguish walks with glee where dreams once...Read the rest...

Homelessness, world hunger, social security is almost gone. Fascism, racism, no more water to wet our lawn. Unknown diseases and pestilence, can’t afford to sell our land. Not a drop of consumer confidence, no one to lend us a helping hand No...Read the rest...

The 2nd Trump Presidency Begins To express my own Whitmanesque "barbaric yawp", constrained by internal (and external) barriers, mentally constipated, I merely mutter, feel pressures steadily mounting. Hesitant, I expel grunts and breaths -- disinhibit streams of consciousness, encourage verbal fluidity, ease the heaviness...Read the rest...

Light breeze on the pasture green Tilting his head to the side A young lamb looks with a grin At the world, so wide He can’t see his mother there For a day or two So he thinks now who will...Read the rest...

For months, a poem was written a day To serve as keeping my diary. Wanted to stop at the end of a simple, pure and fun filling friendship. For a while, my feelings and my writing headed different...Read the rest...

Please keep it down, I can’t think straight, Putting thoughts in my head, I don’t know how much more I can take, These voices they have control of me, They make me do things, I can’t think straight, The things...Read the rest...

Everything I've done, before I had a child.. Seems insignificant, now I'm beguiled It's not my actions, nor my children's behavior What I can't control, makes me reach for my Savior Heavenly Father, Please send your...Read the rest...

Worry is stepping stone in life To help you step forward But troubles will also become A stumbling block in life Making you fall And burn you All over your body....Read the rest...