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  1. CallMeDave

    Not a problem, and thanks for the welcome back.

    Also I find that it is sometimes good to try to remember the good times that one had and to see that they did have good times in life and to try to draw from those feelings and to try to understand that right now it might be dark but there is plenty of light out there, one has to try to tap into it as much as possible.

    Also saying Tehilim in general is good and especially if you have in mind a specific choleh or all cholem in klal yisroel and it gives you the feeling that you are actually doing a chesed For someone.

    I once read an amazing story about Tehilim which I will share with you.

    There was a certain woman who made it a habit that when she was in a stressful situation in her car (i.e. traffic) instead of getting frustrated she would say Tehilim. One day there was a lot of traffic and so she did the usual, she took out her Tehilim and said some Tehilim. As the traffic eased up she saw that the cause of the traffic was a car accident. As she passed the scene of the accident she silently thanked Hashem that it was not her and she went on with her life as usual. A short while later she was in some sort of office (Doctors office or the like) and a woman came over to her and asked her if by any chance she was near the scene of an accident recently? She thought back and remembered the incident mentioned above. She told the other lady that she remembers being at such and such a place and there was a car accident but she did not think much of it. So the lady told her you should know, that I was the one that was involved in that car accident and I recognized your face because my neshama started ascending to Shamayim, then suddenly a whole bunch of letters started to surround my head and slowly slowly I felt myself being pulled back toward my body, and believe it or not the letters where coming from your car.

    Sounds too good to be true but it is supposed to be a true story that I read in one of the popular books. Just shows you the power of Tehilim. Sort of like the lotto, hey you never know.

    Don't forget Chanukah is around the corner so hold on tight. Hope things brighten up.

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  2. Luna Lovegood
    Quibbling In the CR

    Remember that in all your sorrow
    Behind the sunset lies tomorrow
    The darkest hour come right before the dawn
    The light of the sun is never truly gone
    The darkest nights give rise to brightest day
    Even if everything is looking grey
    Light will always conquer the night
    And help you in a seemingly endless fight

    Posted 4 years ago #
  3. just my hapence
    a penny for your thoughts, minus some change

    On the subject of just keeping on going despite, I humbly offer the following:

    The Soldier

    Battlefield behind him,
    Setting sun’s light is dim;
    Ground awash with copper rain,
    Drowning out the hurt and pain.
    He wanders off, marches on,
    Head still filled with blazing guns,
    With muffled shouts and quiet screams
    That haunt his thoughts and roam his dreams.
    His face is dark, his hair is fair,
    His eyes are brown, his skin still bears
    The honour scars which can’t quite hide
    The scars which lie unhealed inside.
    His backpack lies on shoulders broad,
    And at his side, where once a sword
    There would have lain in days of old,
    A pistol made from plastic cold.
    Lifting his head, squinting his eyes,
    Peering towards the flaming skies,
    He spots a plane to take him away -
    Off to fight another day;
    For fight he must and fight he will
    And fight until the Earth stand still -
    Though battles may be won and lost
    The war goes on despite the cost.
    Spurred forward by the engines’ call,
    He marches on, despite it all.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  4. notasheep
    more like a mother bear

    that was something, JMH. really thought-provoking

    Posted 4 years ago #
  5. just my hapence
    a penny for your thoughts, minus some change

    NAS - Thanks. I think you know when I wrote that one, and I think you know why...

    Posted 4 years ago #
  6. mischiefmaker

    The mist of the storm overtakes me,
    whirling wind,
    foam and waves,
    I'm drowning,
    gasping for air,
    desperate for another breath,
    I don't want to die,
    I need to see the world,
    I can't go under,
    struggling to stay afloat,
    its confusing,
    its a whirlpool I'm in,
    its violent turbulence is shaking me up,
    its thrashing my tormented body up and down,
    its ruthless waves come crashing down onto my aching sores,
    its sharp mist slaps my face like a razor,
    so sharp,
    so painful,
    so confusing.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  7. notasheep
    more like a mother bear

    not sure I know what you mean, JMH. I don't really remember that one

    Posted 4 years ago #
  8. just my hapence
    a penny for your thoughts, minus some change

    And now for some biting social commentary. Brace yourselves people...

    First-Class Man

    Dawn train to Hallelujah-land,
    Screaming down the line;
    Wheels of rusty ferrous alloy
    Click in two-four time.
    Carriage E, first-class man
    Sits upright, silk tie slack,
    Coffee stain spreads a web
    On jacket sleeve that once was black.
    Doesn’t matter; buy another,
    Go to Harrods while in town;
    Pick up a few shirts whilst he’s at it,
    Perhaps a paisley dressing gown.
    Off the train and into taxi
    (Avoid paying Congestion Fee),
    “Here’s a twenty – keep the change,
    Buy yourself a cup of tea.”
    Walk through glass revolving door,
    Nod at receptionist as she smiles,
    Take the lift up to the tenth floor,
    Secretary looks up from her files.
    “Appointment with Mr Jules at three.”
    Grab the papers without a glance.
    Close the door and fall into chair,
    Lean back and dream of South of France.
    Family – wife, three kids, a dog, -
    Sees them an hour a day.
    Working hard to buy them pleasure,
    That’s good parenting nowadays.
    New games console is consolation
    For missing out on children’s cares,
    Holidays in the Canaries –
    Love is bought with hotel fares.
    Dreary meetings take up time,
    Put it down on invoice slip.
    That’ll notch up some nice profit
    To spend on the next skiing trip.
    Leave the office at 9:30,
    Take the taxi back to train,
    On the train returning homewards,
    Half way through it starts to rain.
    Walk to car with golf umbrella
    (Membership must be renewed...)
    Sports car comes with just one seat
    And Italian-leather racing shoes.
    Home has fourteen living rooms,
    Most of them are always closed.
    Small built-on flat for the nanny,
    (Wife works too - designing clothes).
    Thai food cooked by world renowned chef,
    Eats it sitting by himself,
    Pick up novel, doesn’t read it,
    Place it back upon the shelf.
    Shower off the daily grime,
    Goes to bed; the wife’s asleep.
    Bores himself to sleep by counting
    Forty, fifty, sixty, sheep.
    Alarm clock rings at five to five,
    New day starts in coffee shop,
    Gets his mocha-cappuccino,
    Careful not to spill a drop.
    Walks to station - car’s at home
    Attended by a teenage clerk.
    On the train, in Carriage E,
    And once again, he’s off to work.
    Want to know what success is,
    How to make it if you can?
    Take a good look as he passes –
    There he goes: The First-Class Man.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  9. mischiefmaker

    Come with me,
    lets join together,
    let us begin anew,
    allow us to create a movement,
    let us unite as one,
    see each others joy,
    fill each other's void,
    color in the bleak,
    illuminate the dark,
    let us create a puzzle,
    a masterpiece,
    and gather,
    from four corners,
    and join
    as one
    a masterpiece.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  10. mischiefmaker

    it isn't feeling lowly,
    it isn't insecure,
    its to be happy with who you are,
    of themselves to be assure.
    It isn't to feel inferior,
    its not to be afraid,
    its to be brave and step it up,
    positive motives are conveyed.
    its not to be so shy,
    its not to hide away,
    its to come forth with what you have,
    its what you must portray.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  11. Syag Lchochma

    mischiefmaker - count me in!

    Posted 4 years ago #
  12. Luna Lovegood
    Quibbling In the CR

    From the destruction and turmoil peace did arise
    Gratefulness replaced the pain in their eyes.
    The Red Cross just couldn’t compare
    To the chessed being done by Jews everywhere
    Super storm Sandy couldn’t keep us apart
    We feel for our brothers deep in our heart
    New cloths and food was sent by all
    To replace these lost items they answered the call
    A Kiddush or Carnival sponsored to help heal
    To some it seems small but to the affected it means a great deal
    Thank you to all those who contributed
    And the ones who distributed
    To those who have nothing it means so much
    It gives us hope to which we so desperately clutch.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  13. SaysMe
    O pen, says me

    thanks to all those who posted in response. Dave, luna, jmh, mischiefmaker- thanks for the advice, encouragement, inspiration, understanding and sharing. It means a lot to know i'm not alone. Sorry i dont have the emotional energy for more of a response now.
    And luna- good work on the first piece capturing the achdus sandy brought.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  14. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    mischiefmaker, luna lovegood, just my hapence- its amazing the talent around here. i really enjoy your poetry and connect to them.

    We turn to different places,
    To disappear the one we're in.
    We run to opposite
    Directions, when not copin.

    Run away, run fast.
    Run to those dreams
    When the facts chasing you.
    Run toward tambourines.

    Clash, Crash, Clatter.
    Which way am I running.
    Boom, Bam, Batter.
    Which one am I living.

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  15. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    saysme-how you doing? heres sending you (or trying to) what you give to everyone else here. the best way to do it (cuz i'm not really good at expressing myself except for poetry) is for you to read all the encouragement you ever wrote yourself and internalize it. the hardest person to give chizuk to is yourself but I know you could do it. Good Luck. (hug)

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  16. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    Tell someone you love them, today,
    Before you run away.
    Fade away
    Into oblivion.
    Before you spit their face.
    Red their face
    Into scars.
    Tell someone you love them, today.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  17. SaysMe
    O pen, says me

    hey puppy! Thanks for that and for the compliment. Ur right about it being the hardest to be mechazek myself... I know all my arguments! I'm doing... In all honesty not so hot right now. Hoping after monday when some of the stresses pass i'll be less overwhelmed, but for now, just trying to stay afloat. Lifesavers accepted! And thanks for believing in me. Hugs go 2 ways, yknow? :-](sad smile) so (hug) back! And keep that poetry coming, ur posts are missed around here!

    Posted 4 years ago #
  18. I can only try
    "We all try. You succeed." George HaChasid - Slayer of Trolls.

    Hello to:
    "Smile E. Face"
    "Luna Lovegood"
    "Think first"
    "Syag Lchochma"
    "just my hapence"
    "No One Mourns The Wicked"
    (hope I've gotten everyone who's posted for the last couple of months ☺).

    Nice to see so many excellent poems / posts from familiar SNs and some very talented newcomers.
    They are appreciated, even by those who don't have the time, energy or inclination to respond.

    Thank you to "shnitzy" and "SaysMe" for the kind words on the prior page.
    "shnitzy", as tragic as the loss in Mumbai was for all Klal Yisroel, it was even worse for those who (like you) were close to the niftarim.

    So many different types of poems here:
    -Combinations of the above
    Hopefully people enjoy writing and posting most of them, and even the sad/searching ones can be therapeutic for those who write them.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  19. Syag Lchochma

    ICOT - thank you for your special posts

    Posted 4 years ago #
  20. shnitzy
    a riotously insolent breaded piece of poultry (specifically, grouse) with a -y instead of an -el. fluffy poodle.

    Thanks for the welcome and the response ICOT.
    This poem is, you know, kind of open, but I guess I'll rely on that this is all anonymous cuz I have to get this out somewhere...

    they say
    "shoot for the moon
    at least you'll land amongst the stars"
    flying`s not as easy as it seems
    sometimes I
    soar so high and far
    grasping for a shooting star
    filled with trust and hope, no fear
    and for a second it's all clear
    drawing closer to the moon
    but then my fingers slip too soon
    and once again I fall so far
    don't have a clue as to who You are
    and there's no landing somewhere near
    all those feelings disappear
    of joy, so free and pure and proud
    again forlorn amongst the clouds...

    Posted 4 years ago #
  21. just my hapence
    a penny for your thoughts, minus some change

    I don't know whether or not this will help, it's about making things happen...

    Riding the world

    You sit on a train and the world moves around you,
    The hills and the trees and the rivers flow by;
    You sit in your seat and relax as you pass through
    In a tubular cloud on a cast iron sky.
    You sit with all the plastic men
    And no-one gets the joke;
    ‘Coz you and me, and her and him,
    And all the other folk
    Who sit and ride,
    And let the machine work
    Then get off at the other side,
    Expectantly await the perks
    Of doing nothing, of sitting down,
    Of waiting whilst the job gets done
    And are quite surprised when we are shown
    That for giving nothing you get none.
    To make the world move - push yourself hard;
    To make it spin - just turn around;
    To make it run – go that extra yard;
    To make it fly you must leave the ground.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  22. shnitzy
    a riotously insolent breaded piece of poultry (specifically, grouse) with a -y instead of an -el. fluffy poodle.

    I like it, just my hapence, it has good motivation too begin with...except what about burnout? sometimes you confront the world and it hits back just a little too hard. After a while, you don't really feel like getting up again. Especially when you know that pretty soon you're just going to fall down again...even further....
    sorry that was rather morbid.

    myriads of brilliant hues
    blending with the darkening blues
    heralding night
    twinkling in the vast unknown
    universes whirl alone
    specks of light
    thickening in the darkening gloom
    morbid thoughts fill the room
    hold on tight
    but a dream away
    wish for the start of a day
    clear blue skies
    no nighttimes

    Posted 4 years ago #
  23. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    wake up slumbering poets...
    hey saysme! how u doing? worried cuz the last time u posted.....
    Hope your ok.

    I swore, I promised,
    I shall never forget you.
    When the sun set,
    I was there; forever.

    Forever is long,
    Until the sun rises.
    Then it gets short
    And promise no longer.

    I still swore, I promised,
    I shall never forget you.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  24. SaysMe
    O pen, says me

    you are really sweet puppy, thanks so much for thinking abt me! Since monday, i've been much better, MUCH less stressed. Lil (read: a lot) worried abt what this weeks gonna bring, but taking one hour at a time. Chanuka did me good, as did some supportive friends (THANKS YOU!). hoping to get better yet! How are you doing???
    And how's everyone else?

    Posted 4 years ago #
  25. blabla

    its like a white sheet,
    it hangs in front of my face,
    it hides me from their prying eyes,
    it obscures their heartless vision,
    it allows me to be who I want to be,
    who I am,
    who I will always be.
    I can laugh,
    I can cry,
    I can be joyful or mourn,
    and I can express it.
    I can be popular,
    I can be mean,
    I can be caring and sensitive,
    I can be deep and thoughtful,
    I can be wacky,
    and I can be shy.
    I can be what I am,
    I can allow myself to just be.
    Its the white cloak that hides me in its covers,
    its the shades that are pulled down over their eyes,
    it allows me to be.
    thanks to whoever invented the internet

    Posted 4 years ago #
  26. SaysMe
    O pen, says me

    blabla +1 on the idea and on the poem! ah, but both the dangers and the benefits... Its amazing to be able to have that anonymity though, i think.
    How are you doing?

    The CR is off on another one of those weird, disconcerting phases that i so hate. I can't stand how someone says something, which may even be loshon hora, and suddenly so many jump to say "i knew it!" when all they had was a feeling back when, no proof to bring up. and I sincerely hope this Joseph thing isnt gonna be an AYC or more/more2 repeat... I'm gonna start being very limiting about which threads i open again, and pray this passes quickly and painfully. /end rant

    Posted 4 years ago #
  27. I can only try
    "We all try. You succeed." George HaChasid - Slayer of Trolls.

    Mazel Tov, Middlepath!

    Poems written here can be for anything we choose
    This one is to celebrate some excellent news
    An upcoming simcha is the event; Hear, Hear!
    For the one who brings other folks good cheer
    His posts always exhibiting kindness and caring
    IY”H a BN’B he’ll soon be sharing

    Even hard days aren’t that bad, it’s all right
    When you have a place to park your heart at night
    A solo singer can be a big star, but yet
    It’s much better going thru life when you sing duet
    May you and your kallah add up to one (forget the math)
    A great big hearty Mazel Tov! to our friend, Middlepath

    ♪♫ Mazel tov ♪♫ Mazel tov ♪♫

    Posted 4 years ago #
  28. I can only try
    "We all try. You succeed." George HaChasid - Slayer of Trolls.

    Syag Lchochma-

    Thank you.

    just my hapence-

    I like the optimistic approach.
    There's plenty of good in a dark night too - lotsa zzzzzzzzzzz's ☺




    I understand your concern.
    IMO, it's something that needs to be done, but it needs to be done correctly.


    Agreed, it can be a good outlet.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  29. MiddlePath

    Wow, ICOT...what a touching, amazing poem! Thank you so much.

    I'm sorry I haven't been too active around here lately. Thank G-d, I've been busy. Wishing everyone here only the best.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  30. SaysMe
    O pen, says me

    ICOT- i agree, with emphasis on the correctly part.

    I actually went and wrote a poem to post, but it turned out to be wayyyy too long to post. Gonna have to try for a shorter one some time!
    Hello to all the fellow poetry thread posters!

    Posted 4 years ago #
  31. I can only try
    "We all try. You succeed." George HaChasid - Slayer of Trolls.


    One of the saddest things is the folks who come here to ruin things for others. I truly just don't get it.

    On a lighter note, there's no such thing as too long - please see this post: http://www.theyeshivaworld.com/coffeeroom/topic/the-riddle-thread/page/5#post-12885

    ☺ ☺ ☺

    Posted 4 years ago #
  32. just my hapence
    a penny for your thoughts, minus some change

    Just popping in to say hi. Not been on here for a while. Maybe put something up proper soon, we'll see...

    Posted 4 years ago #
  33. Remember the golden rule:
    Do your best
    Leave the rest
    Hope and pray
    Thing will come out okay
    You are a poet and don't even know it
    Because it rhymes in time.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  34. SaysMe
    O pen, says me

    ICOT- ok, now i KNOW that there IS such a thing as a too long post! sheeeeeesh
    ok, yes, my poem was shorter :), only 2 pages. but i now risk giving away my identity by posting, so i gotta consider the risk of posting. Thanks for your interest tho! :)
    jmh- hi!
    welldressed007- welcome

    Posted 4 years ago #
  35. yiddeshemeidle613
    washes her fruits and veggies squeaky clean

    ICOT-wow im honored to have been grouped in with such talented writers!

    The writing shared here in the cr is just amazing,i know that if i ever need a quick lift of spirits i can always turn here and i will be inspired ! Thanks to all of you who post their touching and heart jerking poems, you will never really truelly know how you have helped any reader here in their life!
    here just a little something that i have been working on

    Rushing past me
    no one has enough tiem to slow down
    no one has enough sense to
    nothing in this world is as it should be
    that is why I spaek to you
    to escape reality
    I find myself speaking with you more and more
    my dreams are for this to be reality
    for only in my dreams could i dare to slow
    to smell the roses
    dare to speak my mind aloud
    to chance things
    for in the life we live
    we are give voice alas no words to speak with
    slowing is shunned
    increase of speed is progress
    when we slow we will find
    that what we rushed past to try and recieve
    is in fact what we had been running to
    only relaizing this after our bodies limp
    and time only left to think with

    Posted 4 years ago #
  36. I can only try
    "We all try. You succeed." George HaChasid - Slayer of Trolls.


    "...but i now risk giving away my identity by posting, so i gotta consider the risk of posting..."
    IMO, it's probably better not to post it, then. Better safe than sorry.


    You're welcome, but I wasn't grouping or ranking anybody - just saying hello to folks.
    I think that someone expressing themselves in thought-out writing makes it a well written poem - just my opinion.

    Posted 4 years ago #
  37. yiddeshemeidle613
    washes her fruits and veggies squeaky clean

    yes I am aware, I was saying more of because i havent really contributed really as much as others here, and in a long time so i was kind of suprised you mentioned me,I agree mostly with you that someone expressing themselves in though out way does make it well written however sometimes spontaniouse writing really carries the writers emotoins better

    Posted 4 years ago #
  38. yiddeshemeidle613
    washes her fruits and veggies squeaky clean

    Rushing past me
    no one has enough time to slow down
    no one has enough sense to
    nothing in this world is as should
    that is why i speak to you
    to escape reality
    i find myseyelf speaking with you more and more
    my dreams are for this to be reality
    for only in my dreams could i dare to slow
    to smell the roses
    dare to speak my mind aloud
    to chance things
    for in the life we live
    we are given voice alas no words to speak with
    slowing is shunned
    increase of speed is considerd progress
    when we slow we will find what we rush to try
    and recie is what we after really running past during our quest
    we will only find this after our bodies limp
    time only left to think with

    Posted 4 years ago #
  39. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    Stop that water weathering
    On lonely hearts.
    On connecting hearts.
    On pained hearts.

    Stop that wind blowing
    On naked hearts.
    On mettalic hearts.
    On tormented hearts.

    Stop that clock ticking
    On buried hearts.
    On seeking hearts.
    On afflicted hearts.


    Posted 4 years ago #
  40. I can only try
    "We all try. You succeed." George HaChasid - Slayer of Trolls.


    Good point. But, different people have different styles - some are happy with rush-rush.



    Posted 4 years ago #
  41. I can only try
    "We all try. You succeed." George HaChasid - Slayer of Trolls.

    (something a little less serious)
    The Scarecrow’s Antithesis

    My life is so much easier
    Since I gave up my brain
    Last night in bed it fled my head
    Escaped down the shower drain

    My cranium’s now occupied
    With all types of odds and ends
    Geraniums and fruit bits, dried
    Which from my nostrils I dispense

    The cool breeze flows from ear to ear
    And whistles thru the void
    Ambitionless, and with no fear
    Take that now, Dr. Freud

    I no longer buy the groceries
    ‘cause of my empty head
    I offered to, got nosirees
    Dispensed jelly beans, instead

    Fix the world? I can’t do this
    But I no longer care
    I’m happy in my brainless bliss
    So join me if you dare

    Posted 4 years ago #
  42. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    Too late to say
    I'm sorry.
    Too late to say
    I know.
    Too late to tell
    how I loved you
    When I didn't care

    Posted 4 years ago #
  43. SaysMe
    O pen, says me


    Posted 4 years ago #
  44. Luna Lovegood
    Quibbling In the CR

    A dragon roars

    A fairy flies

    Imagination never dies

    Elves dance in the trees

    Mermaids swim in the seven seas

    A world beyond our eyes

    Every child sees

    Can you see the magic all around you

    Light in every shape, color and hue

    Open your eyes, take a look around

    Use a child’s eyes, pure and unbound

    Posted 4 years ago #
  45. yiddeshemeidle613
    washes her fruits and veggies squeaky clean

    Icot-you may be right,but i have a theory that sometimes people rush so much that they just begin to think thats the way to do things and they dont even relize how much better things could be if they just took the time to slow down and enjoy

    Posted 4 years ago #
  46. SaysMe
    O pen, says me

    like glue
    like lead
    in bed
    as if
    one dead

    Posted 3 years ago #
  47. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    Hero: One who shows great courage

    Orphans with parents still alive;
    Divorcees still married;
    Students close by to their tormentors;
    Siblings living with monsters.

    The heroes of the world
    just waiting, in sorrow, to be found.
    The courageous men and women
    in battle for their life, without a sound.
    Silently dreaming, hoping
    for the sun to shine,
    for the storm to end.
    Finally give the OK sign.

    Posted 3 years ago #
  48. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    saysme: nice rythm

    Posted 3 years ago #
  49. SaysMe
    O pen, says me

    puppy- i juuuust signed in expressly to revive this thread. Thanks!
    I love your piece, so heart breaking :'( but such a beautiful view on it. I like how you layout your poems always

    Posted 3 years ago #
  50. puppy
    always try to make it look like the dog did it

    Thanks. Has to do with my obsessiveness, i need everything neat,organized and straight. but i guess it does come in handy sometimes ;)!

    Posted 3 years ago #

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