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😵‍💫 A metaphor about your most frustrating symptom
🌱 A simile comparing your past and present self
⁉️ A hyperbole describing a confusing experience
👩‍⚕️ Personification about a time in the doctor’s office
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Come Alive by Melanie R.

Come Alive by Melanie R.

Hell only fights what heaven favors!

You carried the burdens;
the struggles of pain.
Fought for it all-didn’t give up!
You didn’t fall when it got tough.

Turned to the lord and prayed-
(He heard you)
ooh (always been down for ya)

And God’s not done with your testimony of faith, perseverance,…
and trusting The Name-
Jesus,
we thank You for healing.
Restoring the lost.
the way, the life, the truth!
Making me new.

The pressure revealed what couldn’t be shaken.
Reignite passion-
destiny awakened.

ooh Jesus-
Moving by purpose;
built and established.
Rise to fruition.

Come alive (come alive) in Christ.
Come alive! So alive! In Christ!
Awakened! Favored! Strengthened through The Name.

#ChronicIllness #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #ChronicPain
#Grief #InsideTheMighty #PrimaryImmunodeficiency #IfYouFeelHopeless #MightyPoets #CheckInWithMe #SjogrensSyndrome #Dysautonomia #IrritableBowelSyndromeIBS

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TV Show Idea

TV show idea: a take on the Odd Couple, but set in the White House. Of course, one roommate is a slob and the other is a neat freak. Of course one is a pinko liberal commie and the other is a blustering Neanderthal conservative. The twist? Conjoined twins. Two heads. One body. They ran against each other in the general election and Pinko won. Pinko is dominant, so he controls the body, but only when he is awake. So he has to to remain awake constantly to keep Neanderthal from vetoing his legislation in the night and returning us to the Stone Age. Therefore, he has an addiction to amphetamines he desperately tries to hide. In the meantime, Neanderthal is having an affair with Pinko's wife during those moments when Pinko has to sleep. The wife is protecting her husband's agenda; Neanderthal can't veto legislation when he is distracted. Complications arise when she becomes pregnant. Since it isn't clear which nervous system is in charge of sperm production in their shared body, it isn't certain which twin fathered the child. Neanderthal wants to have the only physician who could answer that question killed, but the physician is also Speaker of the House and sympathetic to his draconian conservative shadow agenda. Ultimately, the show is dystopian horror with some light romance and comedy thrown in for those who still have hope.

#Disability #Depression #PTSD #MentalHealth #Suicide #Trauma #MightyPoets #mightywriters

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Glory Shine by Melanie R.

Glory Shine
By Melanie R.

You are the living proof that the Lord redeems what the world cannot comprehend.
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Be restored; called forward to glory that never ends. (1 Thessalonians 2:12)

Holy fire hidden,
never ceasing to trust, (Romans 15:13)

never gave up. (Galatians 6:9)

Oooh He saw it all! (Hebrews 4:13)

An oil of renewal, fashioned from the pressing…the pain, the suffering!

God heard your tears as they fell forming silent oil.
The Balm of Gilead flowing through and resetting what was lost. (Psalm 30:2)

Beauty from ashes;
the oil of joy for mourning.

Be anointed in strength, preserved, covered, dripping with the healing balm. (Isaiah 40:29)

Your tears transformed into an oil of joy. Pressed for a purpose, risen for refreshment, and restored to wholeness. (Romans 8:28)
Embrace the healing and let The Lord's glory shine! (Isaiah 60:1-2)

Psalm 126:5-6
Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy. Those who go out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them.

Isaiah 61:3
To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion; to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning. the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness. That they may be called trees of righteousness, the planting of The Lord. That He might be glorified.

💪🏻❤️‍🩹🙏🏻👑🤲🏻

#InsideTheMighty #PrimaryImmunodeficiency #MightyPoets #MitochondrialDisease #MightyTogether #ChronicIllness #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #ChronicPain #IrritableBowelSyndromeIBS

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Mercy New by Melanie R.

Mercy New by Melanie R.

As You wake me in the night,
to speak to me as I write.
Brightness covers darkness,
we thank You for your light.

Each morning mercy new,
the dawning break of day.
The bread was broken for us,
to restore Your Mighty way!

Your returning day approaches,
your guidance needed most-
your light will see us through it,
our lampstand; heavenly host.

A lighted path before us,
not lost,…You led the way.
Opened eyes;
burning bright.

We praise Your Heavenly Name!

Jesus we thank you!
It’s Your name we glorify!

#ChronicIllness #Dysautonomia #InsideTheMighty #MitochondrialDisease #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #IrritableBowelSyndromeIBS #ChronicPain #PrimaryImmunodeficiency #MightyPoets #MightyTogether

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Checkmate to Change

Change has been my lifelong foe —
We've been at war since forever ago.
Been in battle ever since I gave life a chance,
It was the only way for me to take a stance.

Losing control — my worst nightmare
That's a recipe for disaster, right there.
Getting consumed by the fear of the unknown,
Back at square one, no matter how much I've grown.

So every step, I measure twice,
Safe for now, but skating on thin ice.
Always making sure things fall perfectly in line,
Mapping my path, watching out for a sign.

Yet roads will twist — they always do
No matter how well I plan them through.
Now a higher power has taken the wheel,
Swerving, getting tortured by the despair I feel.

Unfair how time wields a ruthless hand,
Undoing all the things I have planned.
A single crack and the flood pours in —
Chaos ensues, and mayhem within.

One wrong move, one shift too steep,
And I’ll be falling, falling deep.
They say that change can set you free —
But freedom feels like losing me.

I'd rather chain myself in place,
Than gamble all I can’t replace.
No script survives, no maps stay true,
Control dissolves — as I do too.

Too late for salvation — there's only grief
But perhaps it brings a strange relief.
For change may call, but I won’t flinch —
You'll have to escape my grip, inch by inch.

And perhaps one day, I'll make my peace
No longer holding on, ready to release.
And maybe I'll even learn something from it,
Like that by losing the game, I've also won it.

#MightyPoets #Poetry #Poem

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All Through His Name by Melanie R.

All Through His Name by Melanie R.

I stand before My Lord to thank Him.

For who He is,
for all that He has done.

He took on all the world's burdens,

Sacrificed,
victory was won!

He gave up His life to save me,
when I couldn't save myself!

When I suffered, it wasn't forsaken.

A knowing where I belong.

I’m singing hallelujah for My Lord-
all day long…
Hallelujah!
Ooh…
Through all of the surgeries.
The pain of rare disease,
disability,
the enduring suffering-

He gave me strength!
lifts me up!,
renewed my spirit!

His name that will reign!!

I came alive through the name of Christ.

Jesus saved me.

It’s all through His name.

There is healing in The Name!
Mighty healing & Be blessed by The Name above all!

More blessed messages/songs of healing on my YouTube:Melanie’s Melody or DM me and I can share the song to this poem or any others that have hit your spirit.

Thank you!🙏🏻🤺💪🏻👑

#ChronicIllness #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #MitochondrialDisease #ChronicPain #InsideTheMighty #PrimaryImmunodeficiency #RheumatoidArthritis #PosturalOrthostaticTachycardiaSyndrome #SjogrensSyndrome
#MightyPoets #CheckInWithMe

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The Name by Melanie R.

The Name by Melanie R.

Known by the name of Christ,
who died as a sacrifice.
Bore the weight of the world-
its transgressions,
to prove love’s ultimate price.

Was paid so we could live forever
Be free-

He Unlocked chains…

That prison no longer holds me.

A healing divine,
The Spirit sets free by His name!

Amen! Praise and Glory be His Name!

For more God inspired writing please also see my YouTube: Melanie’s Melody.
(This poem is also a song.)

Be blessed and healed by The Name!

#PosturalOrthostaticTachycardiaSyndrome
#MitochondrialDisease #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #ChronicIllness #ChronicPain #MightyTogether #CheckInWithMe #InsideTheMighty #PrimaryImmunodeficiency #MightyPoets

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Living In My Trauma

I look at my childhood home, & feel warmth in my heart knowing that’s where my grandpa is.
I feel nostalgic, memories of hitting the piñata on my birthdays.
Feel numb to the fact that it wasn’t all perfect.
Now it’s affecting my marriage… isn’t?
Or is it just me?
I don’t give af how that basement looks most times.
But it would be nice to have it feel like home.
For once.

How to make hell, home…

I feel like a stranger at someone’s house
It doesn’t feel real.

Doesn’t feel like I was “happy” in a while
I’m always tired
Always trying to find a distraction
Trying to find reasons to stay.
I hate it here

I’m tired of people congratulating me.
“You like your new place better?”
No, it’s killing me.
It’s a living nightmare.
It’s a scary movie.
And I’m the side character that gets killed,
In the end

I’m tired
I don’t want to do this anymore
As if I had a choice.
I have no say.
Never did.
Probably never will.
Never had control of anything in my life.
From my emotions, thoughts, and feelings, to where I want to live.
I’m so tired.

I can feel myself slipping again

#PTSD #BipolarDisorder #Anxiety #Insomnia #MightyPoets #ChildhoodDisorders

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Trauma

What’s it called when
It constantly feels like there’s something squeezing your heart so tight it gets hard to breathe.
Constantly feels like there’s absolutely nothing in your brain, it just wants to leak liquid from your eyes.
What do you call that?

Continuously feels like you’re on the outside of your brain, looking at the mouth automatically speaking for itself;
Constantly feels like little you wants to reach out, give a hug, say a nice thing, be helpful.
But doesn’t.
What do you call that?

Constantly feels like you want to punch something, anything, and scream so loud until your throat feels dry and scratchy.

Constantly feels like your heart is at war with itself, like your brain is sucked up and withered trying to survive.
Heart constantly sinking, down, down, down, til it doesn’t feel.
Brain constantly trying to have a thought, trying to find words, trying to find water so it isn’t sucked dry anymore, so it’s not just watching lips move, barely hearing the words come out of it. So automatic it sounds right.
But what do you call that?

What do you call the constant fog surrounding your brain, the constant darkness surrounding your heart, the numbness in your body while it feels everything; just wanting to feel the stinging pain that comes from a punch, a blade, or screaming cries.
What do you call that?
When the only consistency in your life comes from how much you don’t want to be in it?
When it’s constantly fighting the demons you thought were dead, over and over again.
Back down the rabbit hole. The hole you thought you buried long ago.
The black demon you thought got buried with all those pills.
The red demon that was supposedly tamed, with all those meds.
They’re back.
And I don’t know what to call them anymore.
I don’t know how to feel.
I don’t know how to explain.
Just sinking, down, the dark, deep, black hole.
What do you call that

#Trauma #Depression #Dissociation #Bipolar2 #MentalHealth #MightyPoets #BipolarDisorder #Grief #PTSD

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