Least Read Poems About Hope
#hope
Least read poems about hope. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
Second Wind
I’m sweating letters from my pores
Must keep up my pace in these Napo wars
I’ve been through hunger strikes and sores
To brain freezes both in and outdoors
I put meals on wheels on speed dial
My wife’s cooking deserves a trial
Mars and Venus are out of alignment
I can barely continue this assignment
Someone, please force me to stop
Or at least take the reigns and make it a co-op
I can’t feel my fingers anymore
This verbiage stew is hard to ignore
My stomach growls
This persistence howls
My light bill’s growing
My...
Must keep up my pace in these Napo wars
I’ve been through hunger strikes and sores
To brain freezes both in and outdoors
I put meals on wheels on speed dial
My wife’s cooking deserves a trial
Mars and Venus are out of alignment
I can barely continue this assignment
Someone, please force me to stop
Or at least take the reigns and make it a co-op
I can’t feel my fingers anymore
This verbiage stew is hard to ignore
My stomach growls
This persistence howls
My light bill’s growing
My...
#hope
#rhyming
#frustration
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Festive
Outspoken feats,
Lingered,
Crimson feather’s fostered,
Scent of honeys on flowers,
Popsicle fountains,
A Dream,
Of flavored dimples,
Sketches
Of faces on coasts,
spot on
clocks of worlds,
announced
wrinkles,
End of seasons,
Unfold,
Risen clouds,
Delightful relish,
As midnight hit,
Tenors of twelve,
Episodes yet to emanate,
List of goals,
More than twenty twenty for sure,
Until names spoken,,
One more time we dwell,
Stretched out,
We declare ...
Lingered,
Crimson feather’s fostered,
Scent of honeys on flowers,
Popsicle fountains,
A Dream,
Of flavored dimples,
Sketches
Of faces on coasts,
spot on
clocks of worlds,
announced
wrinkles,
End of seasons,
Unfold,
Risen clouds,
Delightful relish,
As midnight hit,
Tenors of twelve,
Episodes yet to emanate,
List of goals,
More than twenty twenty for sure,
Until names spoken,,
One more time we dwell,
Stretched out,
We declare ...
#happiness
#hope
#dance #passion
#dance #passion
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Dear Corona
Dear Corona,
I want to thank you
For all you have done for me
Thank you for all of your fear porn
Thank you for the fascist government
Thank you for the paranoia
Thank you for the loneliness
Thank you for financial ruin
Thanks for the insidious erosion of my life
But tonight I run from you
Not in fear, but in defiance
I choose sunlight over shadows
I choose my friends embrace over social distancing
I choose love and sex over fear and loathing
I run from you, I choose life
Fuck you and your fear
Fuck...
I want to thank you
For all you have done for me
Thank you for all of your fear porn
Thank you for the fascist government
Thank you for the paranoia
Thank you for the loneliness
Thank you for financial ruin
Thanks for the insidious erosion of my life
But tonight I run from you
Not in fear, but in defiance
I choose sunlight over shadows
I choose my friends embrace over social distancing
I choose love and sex over fear and loathing
I run from you, I choose life
Fuck you and your fear
Fuck...
#strength
#hope
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4 Comments
Cruise Control
What is going on?
I cannot write to save my life
My inspiration just died on someone’s lawn
Give it CPR I told my wife
The rhythm just marched right out of me
I’m brain dead but never comatose
Chilly in my bones
With a side of runny nose
Breaking glass houses with sticks and stones
The lights are on but nobody’s home
I’m netflix and chillin
Searchin for a villain
Counting a hundred million
Reasons not to get this penicillin
I’m under the weather, cruise control
I cannot write to save my life
My inspiration just died on someone’s lawn
Give it CPR I told my wife
The rhythm just marched right out of me
I’m brain dead but never comatose
Chilly in my bones
With a side of runny nose
Breaking glass houses with sticks and stones
The lights are on but nobody’s home
I’m netflix and chillin
Searchin for a villain
Counting a hundred million
Reasons not to get this penicillin
I’m under the weather, cruise control
#anxiety
#hope
#courage
#boredom
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Broken
I am chipped,
Worn around the edges
Energy stripped
Tarnished to my liking
My pen is dry
Poor and brittle
Soft, yet smooth
Lacking motivation
My thoughts are overweight
In dire need of exercise
On the fritz of exploding
My eyes fight to stay open
My subconscious is numb
Operating on fumes
Feeding its misery
I can’t shake this slump
Worn around the edges
Energy stripped
Tarnished to my liking
My pen is dry
Poor and brittle
Soft, yet smooth
Lacking motivation
My thoughts are overweight
In dire need of exercise
On the fritz of exploding
My eyes fight to stay open
My subconscious is numb
Operating on fumes
Feeding its misery
I can’t shake this slump
#hope
#courage
#confusion
#boredom
#NaPoWriMo2021
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The Smallest Thing
Sometimes the smallest thing turns
the sky a little darker, the well
spring of self doubt overflows and
the tears come
Slowly they roll down my cheek
and I leave them be
hoping for a moment that deep feeling
stays forever
For to feel, in and of itself, speaks volumes
to the journal of my soul
writing those ethereal words upon my heart
an act of self love
Sometimes the smallest thing
can make the day a little brighter
on the darkest of nights, even the
dimmest star twinkles
the sky a little darker, the well
spring of self doubt overflows and
the tears come
Slowly they roll down my cheek
and I leave them be
hoping for a moment that deep feeling
stays forever
For to feel, in and of itself, speaks volumes
to the journal of my soul
writing those ethereal words upon my heart
an act of self love
Sometimes the smallest thing
can make the day a little brighter
on the darkest of nights, even the
dimmest star twinkles
#hope
#hurt
#PersonalGrowth
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Hands2Hands (Revised)
Hands 2 Hands entwines
Forehead. touchings
purest intent, love divines
Searching for expressions no words can we define
intoxicated kisses from lips of red wines
Beneath the stares of our shooting stars eyes
Neither one of us wants to end this beautiful twilight
As we sit here holding each other tight
I want to be that love diary you read At bed every night
let not your heart be troubled
For deep within the the ink of my pages My vowels of beautiful syllabus outlines and phrases
My humbllings to be...
Forehead. touchings
purest intent, love divines
Searching for expressions no words can we define
intoxicated kisses from lips of red wines
Beneath the stares of our shooting stars eyes
Neither one of us wants to end this beautiful twilight
As we sit here holding each other tight
I want to be that love diary you read At bed every night
let not your heart be troubled
For deep within the the ink of my pages My vowels of beautiful syllabus outlines and phrases
My humbllings to be...
#love
#hope
#romantic
#FallingInLove
#support
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My Everlasting Amor (Spanglish Poem)
Come, mi amor, draw closer to provocarte
Let me besar your labios and tocarte
Correr my hands sobre your cuerpo
Recostar my cabeza on your pecho
O, to taste the vino from your lips
When I draw closer to darte un kiss
O, that you would not turn lejos de mi
Knowing how much I can’t stand being sin ti.
Eres mi corazón my reason to despertar
Each morning and my joy to poder respirar
Me traes el sol to shine my mundo
Con caricias y dulzura yo te inundo
Mi vida, me sacaste de un mundo de...
Let me besar your labios and tocarte
Correr my hands sobre your cuerpo
Recostar my cabeza on your pecho
O, to taste the vino from your lips
When I draw closer to darte un kiss
O, that you would not turn lejos de mi
Knowing how much I can’t stand being sin ti.
Eres mi corazón my reason to despertar
Each morning and my joy to poder respirar
Me traes el sol to shine my mundo
Con caricias y dulzura yo te inundo
Mi vida, me sacaste de un mundo de...
#love
#kindness
#hope
#gratitude
#admiration
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Unconsciousness Ink
I CANT BREATH”!
“I CANT BREATH”!
“Without God’s love”
“Without God’s love”
"My God, My God,
“why hast thou forsaken me?"
(“Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani?”)
“I CANT BREATH”!
“Without God’s love”
“Without God’s love”
"My God, My God,
“why hast thou forsaken me?"
(“Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani?”)
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#religion
#God
#freedom
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Window Shopping
You seem to enjoy
Pulling away at my strings
A puppet master without employ
Sea-sawing on my impulses as the pendulum swings
You mock at my suffrage
From the refuge of your store
Granting immunity to my orderlies’ roughage
Discouraging my efforts for more
You sit on my ego
Fly fishing my impatience
Breaking and entering is illegal
So I’m straight jacketing my patients
Childhood memories rage
Throwing popcorn from the rear seats of the glass
So many awesome titles rumble in the beat em’ up stage
Finally I’m not...
Pulling away at my strings
A puppet master without employ
Sea-sawing on my impulses as the pendulum swings
You mock at my suffrage
From the refuge of your store
Granting immunity to my orderlies’ roughage
Discouraging my efforts for more
You sit on my ego
Fly fishing my impatience
Breaking and entering is illegal
So I’m straight jacketing my patients
Childhood memories rage
Throwing popcorn from the rear seats of the glass
So many awesome titles rumble in the beat em’ up stage
Finally I’m not...
#anxiety
#hope
#heartbroken
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2020
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3 Comments
Rest
Rest now little one, for the angels are
at play in your dreams, dancing to the
rhythm of your breath, shimmering
as you sleep
at play in your dreams, dancing to the
rhythm of your breath, shimmering
as you sleep
#love
#hope
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We Survived Their Attack Part 2
(Yesterday’s News). Page 3
I cower in her sands
Burying my head in her hands
I’m transported back home
Harkening to little footsteps roam
My wife is out with her friends
In search of her afterparty cleanse
The night is still young
I taste its intentions on my tongue
Time for my daughter’s dreams to ascend
Playing back my naughty thoughts as they suspend
I don on my maid
Purifying our quarters for a romantic cascade
The feng shui must compliment the mood
Candles and rose petals elevate my servitude
She...
I cower in her sands
Burying my head in her hands
I’m transported back home
Harkening to little footsteps roam
My wife is out with her friends
In search of her afterparty cleanse
The night is still young
I taste its intentions on my tongue
Time for my daughter’s dreams to ascend
Playing back my naughty thoughts as they suspend
I don on my maid
Purifying our quarters for a romantic cascade
The feng shui must compliment the mood
Candles and rose petals elevate my servitude
She...
#sadness
#grief
#strength
#loneliness
#hope
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Hope