kindness poems

Forever Young | Walid Abdallah

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My heart is forever young
A divine hymn to be sung
I love everyone and always forgive
As twice as I take, I always give
I try to be nice as possible as I can
Of peace and love I am a great fan
Life is short to waste in hate
Let tolerance be our only fate
Love people and nature around
Only the base of justice we must found
Leave good mark on each heart you meet
Let your nice memory your main good feat
Whenever you go spread love and affection
Be much nicer than people’s prediction
Treat everyone equally be always fair
Show everyone your respect and care
Being respectful is something you never regret
You will be rewarded more than you expect
We are on earth to make it a paradise
Listen to me and follow my advice
Dream big and complain less
Sadness never lasts and neither does happiness
Think positively and always be optimistic
You can’t change your fate by being pessimistic
Let live, love and learn your goal
Carve them deep in your soul
The heart that doesn’t know envy lives longer
It has better destiny and grows stronger
My heart is forever young
A divine hymn to be sung

More at https://hellopoetry.com/walid-abdallah/.

Once and for All | JD DeHart

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Once and for all,
let love just be love,
mustering as much
kindness as we can
when and where we
finally can,

Setting aside factory
compiled fragments,
cracks in the sidewalk
we treat like canyons,
differences of opinion
we treat as fractures.

More at http://jddehartpoetry.blogspot.com/.

Caste | Nate Maye

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Reach down
in this broken
world to the ragged
and help them

do not perpetuate
the distance
you find between
yourselves

do not purchase
that dream
of dust and dire
circumstances.

The Infidel | Michael Marrotti

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I awoke from my
living nightmare
into your American
dream
I sense a void
growing
wider each
passing day
A contempt
for this world
and forfeiture
of hope
This is as good
as it gets
and that’s not
good enough
For the sake
of the self
I lost
long ago
I wish to see
in my lifetime
the downfall
of a system
That’s bred
a multitude of
indifference
suffering
and disdain
To be replaced
by a new generation
of benevolent souls
Willing to be
the change
that is needed
The sacrifice
to benefit
the all

More at http://www.thoughtsofapoeticmind.blogspot.com.

Patience | Angelica Fuse

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I need to
nourish in myself
this patience
for loving
my neighbor
for being a kind
source of life
but the process
is slow
is difficult.

Update | Stan Morrison

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you say everything is still okay
yet I’m not seeing it that way
what happened to compassion
now that it’s out of fashion

kindness and sharing have vanished
for the poor and those speaking spanish
swahili, yoruba, amharic and arabic
africans, inuit, hindi and aramaic

whatever happened to convivencia
tolerance, intelligence and paciencia
if you’re red, yellow, black or brown
is it really safe for you to hang around

everyone’s hoping for another chance
for a hero to come by and take a stance
to rekindle all the love that’s in our hearts
a nation of immigrants can play kinder parts

Ever Notice | Cattail Jester

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She needs you
to notice, so go on
It’s okay to notice
It’s okay to love her
Just tell her once
she’s beautiful
like she needs you to
Just once
before it’s too late
Ever notice her
because I know you do
so make the most
of noticing.

Modicum | JD DeHart

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I’d like a small amount
of kindness. A silver dish
of helpful offerings from a place
that’s humble. I grew to understand
that shoulders are made for lifting
up the young. I am not accustomed
to begging. We help each other.
The sight of chopped wood
in the back of a pickup trucks reminds
me of the warmth of a potbellied stove.
Shards of kindling in the floor, being
careful of the splinters.
I grew to understand that small
kindnesses are what life’s built on,
that holding on to past bitterness
poisons the spirit, drags down the
face, lays sagging on the talk
like a tired dog, long baying,
now hoarse, at empty wind.

More at http://jddehartwriting.blogspot.com.

Den of Vipers | JD DeHart

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Careful how they bite
with venom of lies
rumors and gossip, turn
your back, they’ve struck.
Better to sew your way
in light and kindness,
offering balm where needs
are than to be a serpent
tongue guarding a nest
of imagined control.

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