Poems About Hope Seeking Friendly Advice
#hope
Poems about hope seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
oskar
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:41pm
Yesterday 5:41pm
news and friends
News and friends
She sends me photos of people I don’t know, not one or two but too many; why should I take any interest in people smiling at the camera
What is flabbergasting is why does she sends me photos of friends she has on another continent, from a place I do not wish to know
She is a tiring person into healthy things, tea drinking, and beneficial cacao from a plant in Burma, either that or she has few real friends
We read of a mountain village where dwellers have learned to live in peace with bears that roam the streets after dark, looking for sweet food
We...
She sends me photos of people I don’t know, not one or two but too many; why should I take any interest in people smiling at the camera
What is flabbergasting is why does she sends me photos of friends she has on another continent, from a place I do not wish to know
She is a tiring person into healthy things, tea drinking, and beneficial cacao from a plant in Burma, either that or she has few real friends
We read of a mountain village where dwellers have learned to live in peace with bears that roam the streets after dark, looking for sweet food
We...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude #hope
#gratitude #hope
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Heart_of_Stone
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 5:33am
4th Apr 2025 5:33am
Beautiful
And there it is
the essence
a primal cry
that we exist
serene
pristine
pure
how we are meant to be
only fall short
of the goal
to pick ourselves up
and stand
within the storm
of humanity
the essence
a primal cry
that we exist
serene
pristine
pure
how we are meant to be
only fall short
of the goal
to pick ourselves up
and stand
within the storm
of humanity
#gratitude
#hope
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Pishashee
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 5:52am
3rd Apr 2025 5:52am
Chapter 2:
The Bone
and the Ballad.
He brought her a bone.
White, clean, from a rabbit.
She ignored it. Mud.
She ate mud.
He howled.
A long, sad sound.
It went across the fields.
The cows looked.
The chickens clucked.
She did not look...
I will miss all of you...
and the Ballad.
He brought her a bone.
White, clean, from a rabbit.
She ignored it. Mud.
She ate mud.
He howled.
A long, sad sound.
It went across the fields.
The cows looked.
The chickens clucked.
She did not look...
I will miss all of you...
#admiration
#hope
#love #motivational
#love #motivational
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tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 1:21am
31st Mar 2025 1:21am
* soft wishes *
melting away into your chilled hands
scattered winds blow hair into your forest colored eyes
setting my soul on fire with every gaze
such a different energy than the ones who came and went
i was never made to love so many who were lost
to be left stranded and picking up the pieces of who i once was
only to find myself in front of you
quietly trying to crawl inside of your mind
to hear your every thought
searching every pathway to validate you feel the same
scanning the breath you let out with every word i speak
to ensure i am not...
scattered winds blow hair into your forest colored eyes
setting my soul on fire with every gaze
such a different energy than the ones who came and went
i was never made to love so many who were lost
to be left stranded and picking up the pieces of who i once was
only to find myself in front of you
quietly trying to crawl inside of your mind
to hear your every thought
searching every pathway to validate you feel the same
scanning the breath you let out with every word i speak
to ensure i am not...
#dreams
#hope
#love
#prose
#romantic
85 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 1:15pm
25th Mar 2025 1:15pm
brutish Trump meek Musk
Brutish Trump, Meek Musk?
Trump comes across as a brute and scares people off the middle usually nice middle-class people who do not what it is like working on a building site or spending years at sea with men appear ruffian but mostly, is a braggadocio and as such nothing to be alarmed over in Trump’s case he is not likely to start a war with China, Russia or Iran Trump likes powerful autocrats, he respects as much as he hates effeminate Macron also Starmer
With his perfect modulations, yet sits cross-legged when speaking to Trump who is not in the habit of showing the heels of his...
Trump comes across as a brute and scares people off the middle usually nice middle-class people who do not what it is like working on a building site or spending years at sea with men appear ruffian but mostly, is a braggadocio and as such nothing to be alarmed over in Trump’s case he is not likely to start a war with China, Russia or Iran Trump likes powerful autocrats, he respects as much as he hates effeminate Macron also Starmer
With his perfect modulations, yet sits cross-legged when speaking to Trump who is not in the habit of showing the heels of his...
#hope
#kindness
#love
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msbellepoetry43
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 4:51pm
21st Mar 2025 4:51pm
Did you know???
Did you know:
that you are
special and it shows???
that you ✨️ Sparkle ✨️
like a
💎 diamond 💎 and
you glow???,
Your Shine is so
bright, that
the world knows,
You are very unique and
one of a kind,
a special
kind a friend,
The one that's
hard to find,
You are a TREASURE,
You are a JEWEL,
You are UNIQUE and
YES,
YOU RULE!!!,
YOU'RE ON THE
9 TO 5,
YOU TIK AND
YOU TOCK,
YOU'RE ON
THE RIGHT PATH,
IN CONTROL, ...
that you are
special and it shows???
that you ✨️ Sparkle ✨️
like a
💎 diamond 💎 and
you glow???,
Your Shine is so
bright, that
the world knows,
You are very unique and
one of a kind,
a special
kind a friend,
The one that's
hard to find,
You are a TREASURE,
You are a JEWEL,
You are UNIQUE and
YES,
YOU RULE!!!,
YOU'RE ON THE
9 TO 5,
YOU TIK AND
YOU TOCK,
YOU'RE ON
THE RIGHT PATH,
IN CONTROL, ...
#gratitude
#hope
#inspirational
#motivational
#respect
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oskar
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 1:44pm
19th Mar 2025 1:44pm
daylight ghost
The daylight ghosts
I took the bus to the village
it didn’t stop there anymore, and no buses were going
that way.
The only road to my house was a track
For tractors and mules.
In my absence, wartime was hard
I met a man who
if I paid to drive to the village for a few Euros.
My old dog sat outside, and I took her some
moments before it recognized me
glad to see me.
The door was open.
I walked into the kitchen.
A man came out of the living room
He was surprised to see me.
He had moved in since the house was...
I took the bus to the village
it didn’t stop there anymore, and no buses were going
that way.
The only road to my house was a track
For tractors and mules.
In my absence, wartime was hard
I met a man who
if I paid to drive to the village for a few Euros.
My old dog sat outside, and I took her some
moments before it recognized me
glad to see me.
The door was open.
I walked into the kitchen.
A man came out of the living room
He was surprised to see me.
He had moved in since the house was...
#hope
#redemption
#respect
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Tallquietguy
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 4:20am
18th Mar 2025 4:20am
Stand Strong
When the night .. is dark
and the road .. is long
And you can't .. seem to find
any reason .. to carry on
That's the time .. to look inside
There is strength .. though it may hide
I know .. you've tried
and failed .. so many times
I know .. you're tired
you just want . to give up and die
Stand up .. stand strong
It can't hurt .. for too long
When you're as low .. as you can get
Just know your life .. ain't over yet
There's a time .. there's a place
where you can...
and the road .. is long
And you can't .. seem to find
any reason .. to carry on
That's the time .. to look inside
There is strength .. though it may hide
I know .. you've tried
and failed .. so many times
I know .. you're tired
you just want . to give up and die
Stand up .. stand strong
It can't hurt .. for too long
When you're as low .. as you can get
Just know your life .. ain't over yet
There's a time .. there's a place
where you can...
#courage
#disappointment
#hope
#inspirational
#strength
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tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 11:34pm
16th Mar 2025 11:34pm
*~us~*
Oh to be held on a Friday night
Just us
So quiet
So free
After spinning me around beneath cloudy street lights
Spending all of our money and left with only time
The beating of your heart against mine soothing my brain
Gently trying not to hold my breath
As you run ruffed finger tips through my tangled hair
Spilling sobering words
Thoughts begin to go dim
As our tongues twist together
So familiar
Lips moving near my navel
I begin to unravel
The world outside of you feels numb
It’s just us
Just us
So quiet
So free
After spinning me around beneath cloudy street lights
Spending all of our money and left with only time
The beating of your heart against mine soothing my brain
Gently trying not to hold my breath
As you run ruffed finger tips through my tangled hair
Spilling sobering words
Thoughts begin to go dim
As our tongues twist together
So familiar
Lips moving near my navel
I begin to unravel
The world outside of you feels numb
It’s just us
#hope
#lover
#lust
#romantic
#prose
131 reads
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 4:16pm
16th Mar 2025 4:16pm
Distance
if you ever change
your heart ~ would mine finally
be neard ~ across seas
your heart ~ would mine finally
be neard ~ across seas
#hope
#love
#senryu #UnrequitedLove
#senryu #UnrequitedLove
71 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 9:46am
16th Mar 2025 9:46am
Hope
love quietly walks
in ~ never quite seen ~until
silently touching
in ~ never quite seen ~until
silently touching
#hope
#love
#senryu
70 reads
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oskar
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 1:56pm
14th Mar 2025 1:56pm
the scent of a sonnet
The scent of the sonnet
I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in
the plot had no tits and wore an evening dress with aplomb….
Clearly, she had not sat on a carpet
in the forest of spring, where the animal of love roams it is
green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring
cat or a puppy that softly barks. It droplets of scents
that makes lovers enamored for a day or s
there is always a tomorrow of regrets for some.
If the woman with small tits happens to sit on a carpet in
the...
I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in
the plot had no tits and wore an evening dress with aplomb….
Clearly, she had not sat on a carpet
in the forest of spring, where the animal of love roams it is
green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring
cat or a puppy that softly barks. It droplets of scents
that makes lovers enamored for a day or s
there is always a tomorrow of regrets for some.
If the woman with small tits happens to sit on a carpet in
the...
#hope
#motivational
#redemption
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