Hope Poems
#hope
Poetry about hope and optimism. Take solace from uplifting hope poems, drawing on the personal experiences of authors and poets. Hope can prevail, even through darkness.
alcedoathis2
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:16pm
Yesterday 11:16pm
The Wee Bird
The Wee Bird
There is a wee bird in a cage
it’s been there all its days,
long ago it lost its voice
it wis’nae the wee birdies choice,
from its prison it sees the sky
and the wee bird dreams one day to fly,
now I know why the wee bird cries
trapped in its cage until it dies,
I wonder what it’s like to fly
and feel the world go racing by,
I’ve seen the others roll and tumble
but here I sit crushed and humble,
so fight with every bloody sinew
see beyond the bars that hold you,
every bird must stretch its wings ...
There is a wee bird in a cage
it’s been there all its days,
long ago it lost its voice
it wis’nae the wee birdies choice,
from its prison it sees the sky
and the wee bird dreams one day to fly,
now I know why the wee bird cries
trapped in its cage until it dies,
I wonder what it’s like to fly
and feel the world go racing by,
I’ve seen the others roll and tumble
but here I sit crushed and humble,
so fight with every bloody sinew
see beyond the bars that hold you,
every bird must stretch its wings ...
#strength
#hope
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Maple666
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:58am
Yesterday 1:58am
The quiet one .
It’s not in the words she says . It’s everything she doesn’t say. Her mind says yes tell it all but her heart reminds her to take the alternative route the one less traveled . Full of superfluous nouns and phrases but not one adjective and her pronouns are known as her the quiet one . It’s her in body but not in spirit. She hides in brief conversation and she knows all about the weather . She checks everyday on her safe subject matter but you will never really know her but you will see her in her bright pink rain Mac even on a sunny day . She’s already ten steps ahead while others are left...
#hope
#women
#misunderstood
#frustration
#emotions
41 reads
4 Comments
Her
Poem Published
27th Nov 2023 9:15pm
27th Nov 2023 9:15pm
Don’t
Let failures define your day
Let the uninhabited heart of another destroy your ability to love
Let the wounds of a collapsed past hinder your capacity to have hope
And never
Forget that you are who you are
Because you taught yourself how to rise above
It all
Let the uninhabited heart of another destroy your ability to love
Let the wounds of a collapsed past hinder your capacity to have hope
And never
Forget that you are who you are
Because you taught yourself how to rise above
It all
#hope
#courage
#myself
#SelfReflection
#determination
56 reads
11 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Bumped 27th Nov 2023 5:07pm
11th Jan 2023 3:17am
11th Jan 2023 3:17am
How far can you throw
Sometimes it's cold here
embers white burning
musty smell cold dark hole
how deep do you dig
through the clay and shale rock
how deep do you dig
til you find your way home
out the front door
sun over my shoulder
ball flying high
up to the sky
hey
come out and have a catch
sorry just don't have the time ...
embers white burning
musty smell cold dark hole
how deep do you dig
through the clay and shale rock
how deep do you dig
til you find your way home
out the front door
sun over my shoulder
ball flying high
up to the sky
hey
come out and have a catch
sorry just don't have the time ...
#happiness
#hope
#home
#redemption
#success
191 reads
0 Comments
Her
Poem Published
27th Nov 2023 4:41pm
27th Nov 2023 4:41pm
Tired
I’m tired
Not the throwing in the towel type
I’ve done that
Survived that
I’m tired in my heart, soul and bones
If God we’re sitting across from me
I wouldn’t have to say a thing
He knows
And he’s waiting
For me to accept being tired
So that I may get the sleep that I need
Peaceful, restful slumber
The kind that tells your bones, soul and heart
That it’s okay to be tired
That everything may not be the way that I want things to be
But that I’ve woken up to see another day
It’s when you no longer...
Not the throwing in the towel type
I’ve done that
Survived that
I’m tired in my heart, soul and bones
If God we’re sitting across from me
I wouldn’t have to say a thing
He knows
And he’s waiting
For me to accept being tired
So that I may get the sleep that I need
Peaceful, restful slumber
The kind that tells your bones, soul and heart
That it’s okay to be tired
That everything may not be the way that I want things to be
But that I’ve woken up to see another day
It’s when you no longer...
#sadness
#hope
#confessional
69 reads
7 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
27th Nov 2023 7:57am
27th Nov 2023 7:57am
travelers
still lights
now lit,
dawn
or night,
the edges
of
the pavement
wet
with travelers,
their voices
like photographs
wading
through genuine
amounts
of time,
some
going forward,
some trying
to go
back,
but,
none realize
that it
doesn't matter
which
direction
they choose,
we are
mostly
stuck in
the middle.,
now lit,
dawn
or night,
the edges
of
the pavement
wet
with travelers,
their voices
like photographs
wading
through genuine
amounts
of time,
some
going forward,
some trying
to go
back,
but,
none realize
that it
doesn't matter
which
direction
they choose,
we are
mostly
stuck in
the middle.,
#happiness
#kindness
#hope
#courage
#redemption
35 reads
4 Comments
SassuB
Poem Published
26th Nov 2023 1:14pm
26th Nov 2023 1:14pm
Less Than
There is a woman, she is two ply.
She covers the beams most beautifully for people to walk upon.
Made of oak and cedar.
No more particle board made with cheap materials.
Which caused the house to fall with the slightest of drizzle.
This time glued together using grit and oak dust.
As she loves their feet like she's supposed to. Hoping the little fractures of herself that splinter the souls of their shoes are fractals of her sisterly love dispersed amongst strangers, family, brothers, sisters.
You would never know she has doubled down, by the...
She covers the beams most beautifully for people to walk upon.
Made of oak and cedar.
No more particle board made with cheap materials.
Which caused the house to fall with the slightest of drizzle.
This time glued together using grit and oak dust.
As she loves their feet like she's supposed to. Hoping the little fractures of herself that splinter the souls of their shoes are fractals of her sisterly love dispersed amongst strangers, family, brothers, sisters.
You would never know she has doubled down, by the...
#love
#strength
#hope
#courage
#gratitude
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
24th Nov 2023 10:19pm
24th Nov 2023 10:19pm
I Watch the Night
As dawn approaches
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
#hope
#winter
#night #nature
#night #nature
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1 Comment
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Bumped 24th Nov 2023 3:47pm
9th Jan 2023 00:09am
9th Jan 2023 00:09am
Where I live
Used to be a farmer
Used to till the ground
Now my tractor's silent
I can faintly here the sound
That memory of my father
As I sat on his knee
While he taught me the value
Of the planted seed
Used to be a milkman
I used to be your friend
I used to be something
I'll never be again
Used to be a teacher
Used to mentor kids ...
Used to till the ground
Now my tractor's silent
I can faintly here the sound
That memory of my father
As I sat on his knee
While he taught me the value
Of the planted seed
Used to be a milkman
I used to be your friend
I used to be something
I'll never be again
Used to be a teacher
Used to mentor kids ...
#anxiety
#hope
#death #LifeStruggles
#death #LifeStruggles
399 reads
8 Comments
BrokenBeats
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2023 11:13pm
23rd Nov 2023 11:13pm
Bubbles in Sunlight
They call
Ask when will be
the next visit
No pressure applied
Simple truth
of presence missing
Absence
deeply noticed
Something warms
In the vicinity
of broken heart
Not alone
As previously thought
There's a bubble
of something
Rising
Strongly resembling
HOPE
Ask when will be
the next visit
No pressure applied
Simple truth
of presence missing
Absence
deeply noticed
Something warms
In the vicinity
of broken heart
Not alone
As previously thought
There's a bubble
of something
Rising
Strongly resembling
HOPE
#hope
#family
#support
53 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2023 9:20pm
22nd Nov 2023 9:20pm
every blooming thing
a quatrain
“Where flowers bloom, so does hope.”—Lady Bird Johnson
enthralled am i by every blooming thing
that elevates itself above hard grounds;
for, in its reverie, a golden spring
that giveth life to all with hope abounds.
fresh euphony exploding every stem,
enthralled am i by every blooming thing;
for every bloom a shining diadem
invokes from each unique orchestral string.
give me a toothless smile, and i shall sing
where tongues’ similitudes angels inspire.
enthralled am i by every blooming...
“Where flowers bloom, so does hope.”—Lady Bird Johnson
enthralled am i by every blooming thing
that elevates itself above hard grounds;
for, in its reverie, a golden spring
that giveth life to all with hope abounds.
fresh euphony exploding every stem,
enthralled am i by every blooming thing;
for every bloom a shining diadem
invokes from each unique orchestral string.
give me a toothless smile, and i shall sing
where tongues’ similitudes angels inspire.
enthralled am i by every blooming...
#hope
#inspirational
#flowers
#nature
#faith
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VeronikaB
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2023 7:04pm
22nd Nov 2023 7:04pm
IMAGINE P.S.
Imagine there’s no races
I wonder if you dare,
No colour, size, or status,
No difference or care
Imagine all the people,
Creating life from joy, you
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
Today I call you to join us
So the world can live as one!
I wonder if you dare,
No colour, size, or status,
No difference or care
Imagine all the people,
Creating life from joy, you
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
Today I call you to join us
So the world can live as one!
#love
#kindness
#hope
#inspirational
#respect
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