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.
Poetikmind
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Poem Published
4th Dec 2019 2:58pm
4th Dec 2019 2:58pm
A Poem can be so...
Utterly beautiful...
That’s truly what you are
With eyes that spy
a twinkle, like a star
Bright, a sweet smile,
Ink’s kiss, oh so divine
The mind invokes a sensual
guile...
Breath takin’ Poetry, beautiful you
I’m so caught up, I’m thru...
Tryin’ to contain composure
fightin’ to incite searin’ exposure...
Although,
for all this emotional plight
just can’t help to recite
What the eyes see in a soul
even more proven so...
Poetry, you’re so
utterly precious n’ beautiful...
That’s truly what you are
With eyes that spy
a twinkle, like a star
Bright, a sweet smile,
Ink’s kiss, oh so divine
The mind invokes a sensual
guile...
Breath takin’ Poetry, beautiful you
I’m so caught up, I’m thru...
Tryin’ to contain composure
fightin’ to incite searin’ exposure...
Although,
for all this emotional plight
just can’t help to recite
What the eyes see in a soul
even more proven so...
Poetry, you’re so
utterly precious n’ beautiful...
#hope
#inspirational
#peace
#uplifting
#gratitude
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16 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 11:19pm
3rd Dec 2019 11:19pm
Diagnosis Is Not Prognosis
he gives a name to the disease
suggests toxins and radiation
diagnosis is not prognosis
more tests and analyses
might as well add castration
he gives a name to the disease
tact not his area of expertise
control side effects with medication
diagnosis is not prognosis
shaman says “try bumblebees”
enough stings can give liberation
he gives a name to the disease
priest says “fall on your knees”
repentance and mortification
diagnosis is not prognosis
open the window and smell the desert...
suggests toxins and radiation
diagnosis is not prognosis
more tests and analyses
might as well add castration
he gives a name to the disease
tact not his area of expertise
control side effects with medication
diagnosis is not prognosis
shaman says “try bumblebees”
enough stings can give liberation
he gives a name to the disease
priest says “fall on your knees”
repentance and mortification
diagnosis is not prognosis
open the window and smell the desert...
#anxiety
#hope
#courage
#death
#meditation
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0 Comments
tiberiufabian
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 9:20pm
3rd Dec 2019 9:20pm
Lost
A lost soul
A lost day
A lost time
Mine are gone
Now are yours
Alone but not forgotten
Rotten but still alive
A ride of thought
I fought and I still am
I can, but not forever
Till there's nothing left
No regret
Lets try again
Defend what's left
Rise from the hole
A whole lot of good things are out there
Where 2 can climb
Or...
Whine, whine and sink
Don't think
It will end in a wink
With no hope
You will find yourself on a slippery slope
Trying to cope with the fact
That the...
A lost day
A lost time
Mine are gone
Now are yours
Alone but not forgotten
Rotten but still alive
A ride of thought
I fought and I still am
I can, but not forever
Till there's nothing left
No regret
Lets try again
Defend what's left
Rise from the hole
A whole lot of good things are out there
Where 2 can climb
Or...
Whine, whine and sink
Don't think
It will end in a wink
With no hope
You will find yourself on a slippery slope
Trying to cope with the fact
That the...
#hope
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Brutalititty
John Dion
John Dion
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 11:50am
3rd Dec 2019 11:50am
Home
Sorry Dad But I just couldn’t hold back
Cause if you and that whore didn’t act so fucking whack I wouldn’t have to think about coming back
The fact is simply I wouldn’t of left so swiftly
And I didn’t leave cause it was chilly
Or for these itty bitty beefs that mean less to me than Petey’s Queefs
You alcoholic bitch you should just frolic
Don’t fuck with this walking Red Burning me
A Victorian in her head
picks on a Bulgarian that’s dead
An doesn’t expect me to see fucking red
That’s my mom you’re calling an “ugly, cunt whore”
I’ll put...
Cause if you and that whore didn’t act so fucking whack I wouldn’t have to think about coming back
The fact is simply I wouldn’t of left so swiftly
And I didn’t leave cause it was chilly
Or for these itty bitty beefs that mean less to me than Petey’s Queefs
You alcoholic bitch you should just frolic
Don’t fuck with this walking Red Burning me
A Victorian in her head
picks on a Bulgarian that’s dead
An doesn’t expect me to see fucking red
That’s my mom you’re calling an “ugly, cunt whore”
I’ll put...
#sadness
#anger
#hope
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De420
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 11:06am
3rd Dec 2019 11:06am
World Disorder
In my opinion we have no idea how to run the universe even from the perspective of a child that can explain this and tell you that a baby will be your teacher
but even a baby can feel when its being loved , even 1 thought(the action of thought) is love right there to be witnessed, every molecule in your body every atom
and its electrons is love no matter what chemical make up it has, it is all existence and reality to us. But we are IT, is what I'm saying
Therefore it doesn't take a scientist or a genius to understand that the way we are living is really not so good at all on...
but even a baby can feel when its being loved , even 1 thought(the action of thought) is love right there to be witnessed, every molecule in your body every atom
and its electrons is love no matter what chemical make up it has, it is all existence and reality to us. But we are IT, is what I'm saying
Therefore it doesn't take a scientist or a genius to understand that the way we are living is really not so good at all on...
#love
#kindness
#hope
#universe
#evolution
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butters
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 4:24am
3rd Dec 2019 4:24am
decompression's a wonderful thing
drunk on oxygen
the reefs beckon
smiling, you sing with clowns
before the bends hit
unforgiving of raptures
ruptures imminent
pacing is everything
dive deep
fluoresce with the best
but ascend
more slowly
into the light
the reefs beckon
smiling, you sing with clowns
before the bends hit
unforgiving of raptures
ruptures imminent
pacing is everything
dive deep
fluoresce with the best
but ascend
more slowly
into the light
#happiness
#regret
#hope
#learning
#disappointment
33 reads
5 Comments
DulyNoted
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 12:51pm
2nd Dec 2019 12:51pm
I am but flesh and bone
Be still my thumping heart
Before you burst straight through flesh and bone
Upon hearing words your life you never expected to ever hear
Bringing life back to a heart once solid as a Stone
Allowing blood to flow through your now coursing veins
That had all but ceased to circulate through
In this cold and barren atmosphere where I've always had a fear
Living was just wasted on those like me who have never had a clue
What love was like beyond
This barren land in which we've lived
Should living be any way to describe
That which we...
Before you burst straight through flesh and bone
Upon hearing words your life you never expected to ever hear
Bringing life back to a heart once solid as a Stone
Allowing blood to flow through your now coursing veins
That had all but ceased to circulate through
In this cold and barren atmosphere where I've always had a fear
Living was just wasted on those like me who have never had a clue
What love was like beyond
This barren land in which we've lived
Should living be any way to describe
That which we...
#kindness
#loneliness
#hope
#gratitude
#respect
28 reads
2 Comments
butters
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 00:00am
2nd Dec 2019 00:00am
four-ways stop. go
look, they said, eyes hear
weed grow—wind blow
four ways time-play
mime meme, rind thin
wind tops—spin hope
crow toes mark snow
shoe fits, rose hips
many when verb slip
lean into from noun
rise into, then fall down
over high noon beam
ring rope neck joke
dead look spun took
hair-ware, tail fair
tear drop hat's knot
bird food blue mood
heat skin tear rude
huge rips hard arts
lips part—life trip
weed grow—wind blow
four ways time-play
mime meme, rind thin
wind tops—spin hope
crow toes mark snow
shoe fits, rose hips
many when verb slip
lean into from noun
rise into, then fall down
over high noon beam
ring rope neck joke
dead look spun took
hair-ware, tail fair
tear drop hat's knot
bird food blue mood
heat skin tear rude
huge rips hard arts
lips part—life trip
#hope
#drugs
#WritingPoetry #confusion
#WritingPoetry #confusion
37 reads
2 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
1st Dec 2019 6:56pm
1st Dec 2019 6:56pm
Barriers
build a wall
and everything will stall
on one side
until
pressure builds tools
to tear down the wall
build a tower
and people in power
will crowd in
until
their weight
collapses the tower
build a dam
and water will slam
until
a crack forms
that breaches the dam
build a barrier
and warriors will gather
until
critical mass
forces down the barrier
build a bridge
and people in power will cower
as water flows freely
warriors become allies
and...
and everything will stall
on one side
until
pressure builds tools
to tear down the wall
build a tower
and people in power
will crowd in
until
their weight
collapses the tower
build a dam
and water will slam
until
a crack forms
that breaches the dam
build a barrier
and warriors will gather
until
critical mass
forces down the barrier
build a bridge
and people in power will cower
as water flows freely
warriors become allies
and...
#kindness
#hope
#friendship
#humankind
#frustration
29 reads
2 Comments
BabydoII
Itty Bitty
Itty Bitty
Poem Published
1st Dec 2019 6:33am
1st Dec 2019 6:33am
Hope
In darkness you hear a message from me
Illusion becomes delusion for us to free
The feel of what is seen masqueraded in dreams
Is desire appointed to inhabit lost humanity
Pure and clean
We gleam
As worlds cross into corrupt...
Just us
To provide new
Soothing sustinence
So when you ask
What is so humorous
We say
We are life masquerading as dust
Present in those who have lost all lust
We are the last of what dark tries to take from trust
Conjured up to challenge the shadows of this...
Illusion becomes delusion for us to free
The feel of what is seen masqueraded in dreams
Is desire appointed to inhabit lost humanity
Pure and clean
We gleam
As worlds cross into corrupt...
Just us
To provide new
Soothing sustinence
So when you ask
What is so humorous
We say
We are life masquerading as dust
Present in those who have lost all lust
We are the last of what dark tries to take from trust
Conjured up to challenge the shadows of this...
#hope
#courage
#dark #LifeCycle
#dark #LifeCycle
55 reads
6 Comments
nostalgic_hue
theodyssey
theodyssey
Poem Published
30th Nov 2019 11:29pm
30th Nov 2019 11:29pm
E.K.W
You reminded me
that however impossible it seems
to love again is possible,
even if it happens in the most different of ways.
You reminded me,
that to fall in love again, was possible, even if it happens
in the most unexpected ways,
in the most unexpected places,
that to fall in love was not a weakness,
It still remains to me ,
a beautiful thing.
a beautiful truth.
that however impossible it seems
to love again is possible,
even if it happens in the most different of ways.
You reminded me,
that to fall in love again, was possible, even if it happens
in the most unexpected ways,
in the most unexpected places,
that to fall in love was not a weakness,
It still remains to me ,
a beautiful thing.
a beautiful truth.
#love
#hope
#redemption
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nostalgic_hue
theodyssey
theodyssey
Poem Published
30th Nov 2019 11:26pm
30th Nov 2019 11:26pm
Do not look away
Do not look away
from my mud covered face
From my regret and shame
My bones are fond of falling
My heart has made acquaintance with the low
My mind, with all the failure
But I subscribe to the faith of rising again from falls so devastating you seem to forget how to walk again
I believe in miracles of phaenixes dancing in the ashes of their own wills
I believe in time and how it creates things from nothing
I believe in the moments that go so wrong and in days so bad that breath itself looses meaning
I believe in broken things...
from my mud covered face
From my regret and shame
My bones are fond of falling
My heart has made acquaintance with the low
My mind, with all the failure
But I subscribe to the faith of rising again from falls so devastating you seem to forget how to walk again
I believe in miracles of phaenixes dancing in the ashes of their own wills
I believe in time and how it creates things from nothing
I believe in the moments that go so wrong and in days so bad that breath itself looses meaning
I believe in broken things...
#strength
#hope
#TimeHeals #redemption
#TimeHeals #redemption
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