Long Poems About Hope
#hope
Long poems about hope. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Ocean Blue Dreams
There is a figure I sometimes see in my dreams.
With blue eyes,ocean screens.
Sometimes, I meet him in my dreamscape.
Something like an escape.
From reality,cheapskate.
And when I am with him,it feels like fate.
If only I could transport to that realm as I please.
He would be real.
He would be by my side,and ask me how I feel.
His identity is unknown.
But to me,he's an old friend.
I don't see him often.
But we manage to make amends.
Like the time we went on a vacation far away.
Or the time we got...
With blue eyes,ocean screens.
Sometimes, I meet him in my dreamscape.
Something like an escape.
From reality,cheapskate.
And when I am with him,it feels like fate.
If only I could transport to that realm as I please.
He would be real.
He would be by my side,and ask me how I feel.
His identity is unknown.
But to me,he's an old friend.
I don't see him often.
But we manage to make amends.
Like the time we went on a vacation far away.
Or the time we got...
#despair
#FallingInLove
#hope
#love
#sadness
16 reads
0 Comments
memories are an imprecise form of time travel
#addiction
#hope
#LifeStruggles #memories
#LifeStruggles #memories
17 reads
1 Comment
This Is A Sad Poem
The first time I tried to kill myself I had dumped half of the contents of a Mr.Bubbles bottle into the tub, making an iridescent and bubble gum scented grave for myself.
I dunked my head underwater for the next hour or so and continuously tried to drown to no avail.
I couldn’t get past the annoying survival instinct to come up for air when I started to panic.
I tell my therapist this as though I was telling her about dressing my dolls or playing a game with my cousins. She furrows her brow and frowns the way people do when they don’t get my dead parent jokes. I...
I dunked my head underwater for the next hour or so and continuously tried to drown to no avail.
I couldn’t get past the annoying survival instinct to come up for air when I started to panic.
I tell my therapist this as though I was telling her about dressing my dolls or playing a game with my cousins. She furrows her brow and frowns the way people do when they don’t get my dead parent jokes. I...
#death
#grief
#hope #sadness
#hope #sadness
38 reads
3 Comments
I Don't Know
I don't know if it's just the way I feel.
The way I have been,or slowly heal.
I don't know if it's something I have seen.
But sometimes,I wish for something I've never been.
Yearning to feel those memories once more.
I don't know if I just fell on the floor.
Or if I had t actually walk out the door.
Maybe it's something I drank or ate.
Maybe it's destiny or fate.
I don't know if I ate something wrong.
But I feel broken like a love song.
I don't see if it's something I drank.
I want to be frank,not blank. ...
The way I have been,or slowly heal.
I don't know if it's something I have seen.
But sometimes,I wish for something I've never been.
Yearning to feel those memories once more.
I don't know if I just fell on the floor.
Or if I had t actually walk out the door.
Maybe it's something I drank or ate.
Maybe it's destiny or fate.
I don't know if I ate something wrong.
But I feel broken like a love song.
I don't see if it's something I drank.
I want to be frank,not blank. ...
#despair
#hope
#motivational #sadness
#motivational #sadness
57 reads
0 Comments
We all got a story to tell
Through this life we all have gone through somethings, that will affect us in ways that we have to learn, to understand how to navigate through the process of rebuilding our lives. For it's true that no one is sent to you by chance or accident 🤔 For sure we all have had our share of things, that weren't true about love and happiness only to find, out that it doesn't exist, but yet it does exist in the right one that we choose, to be with in honesty and truth and trust. Yet we sometimes we find ourselves involved, with someone who doesn't even have a glue of what love really, is truly...
#hope
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
#TimeHeals
56 reads
4 Comments
FiNd OuR WaY
*instrumental solo Acoustic**
It must be your eyes, pulling me in
It feels so surreal, like I'm caught again
And I won't deny, I've crossed the line
But it’s not the place, it's not the time
for peace of mind, for peace of mind
Everything’s so loud, then fades away
Now you're close, but you won’t stay
I don’t want this, remember that
I’ll hold the scars, where you left that
I don't want this , remember that
Remember that
Remember that
Don’t let the light fade out
Crimson tides, they crash and shout ...
It must be your eyes, pulling me in
It feels so surreal, like I'm caught again
And I won't deny, I've crossed the line
But it’s not the place, it's not the time
for peace of mind, for peace of mind
Everything’s so loud, then fades away
Now you're close, but you won’t stay
I don’t want this, remember that
I’ll hold the scars, where you left that
I don't want this , remember that
Remember that
Remember that
Don’t let the light fade out
Crimson tides, they crash and shout ...
#hope
#hurt
#love
56 reads
0 Comments
The Fairies in the Fog
Walking home last night.
A fog eliminated the view.
Replacing all colours with a grey hue.
Tabula rasa moment.
I'm in the zone.
My mind thoughts & words mingle.
In that place, jumbled yet unformed.
Words painting visual imagines.
Of eclectic hues and colours.
Sky and clouds became a canvas.
Primed in gray tones.
Silhouettes back lit by street lights.
The world desaturated.
Devoid of colour.
Gray on grey on gray. ...
A fog eliminated the view.
Replacing all colours with a grey hue.
Tabula rasa moment.
I'm in the zone.
My mind thoughts & words mingle.
In that place, jumbled yet unformed.
Words painting visual imagines.
Of eclectic hues and colours.
Sky and clouds became a canvas.
Primed in gray tones.
Silhouettes back lit by street lights.
The world desaturated.
Devoid of colour.
Gray on grey on gray. ...
#gratitude
#hope
#redemption
#SelfReflection
#fairies
50 reads
2 Comments
Musical Dimension
To me,music can be used to travel.
To lands far away.
Mysteries,unravel.
And we play it as begin to travel.
We travel to a magical land.
A gate covered by magic.
Where you say the magic words.
And escape anything tragic with a tap.
A click,or a snap.
If you just sing the magic words.
You'll travel new worlds.
And unravel the mysteries of life.
Listen,headphones on and thrive.
As you watch the glowing moon at night.
Maybe you'll go to a concern tonight.
And music,magic will take flight. ...
To lands far away.
Mysteries,unravel.
And we play it as begin to travel.
We travel to a magical land.
A gate covered by magic.
Where you say the magic words.
And escape anything tragic with a tap.
A click,or a snap.
If you just sing the magic words.
You'll travel new worlds.
And unravel the mysteries of life.
Listen,headphones on and thrive.
As you watch the glowing moon at night.
Maybe you'll go to a concern tonight.
And music,magic will take flight. ...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational #uplifting
#inspirational #uplifting
57 reads
0 Comments
Rest Softly, Lori
In the rain of your eyes,
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed...
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed...
#death
#faith
#hope #love
#hope #love
185 reads
15 Comments
When Flowers Bloom
When it's spring it's a surprise.
The glowing stars in the skies.
The flowers all begin to bloom.
And you give them to a wedded bride and groom.
The colors,you can arrange.
And maybe get a chance.
Of a colorful,new romance.
Roses represent grace.
And put a smile on your face.
They come in so many varieties and ways.
Daisies,white petals.
In the cold,midnight rain.
When flowers bloom,you feel no pain.
All the colors on the field.
And the pollen that they shield.
It's like a game of...
The glowing stars in the skies.
The flowers all begin to bloom.
And you give them to a wedded bride and groom.
The colors,you can arrange.
And maybe get a chance.
Of a colorful,new romance.
Roses represent grace.
And put a smile on your face.
They come in so many varieties and ways.
Daisies,white petals.
In the cold,midnight rain.
When flowers bloom,you feel no pain.
All the colors on the field.
And the pollen that they shield.
It's like a game of...
#happiness
#hope
#nature #uplifting
#nature #uplifting
69 reads
0 Comments
Christmas
There's a time of year we all await.
When everything is as white as a ceramic plate.
When there are snowflakes on the ground.
And under the tree, a present is found.
When everybody sings carols.
And everyone is nice.
When everyone says his name.
Once,twice,thrice.
When they sing,cheerful mice.
And everyone gets a chance.
Under the mistletoe,a happy new romance.
When December arrives.
And everyone thrives.
This fairytale,once upon a December.
In December,not November.
When everything is in...
When everything is as white as a ceramic plate.
When there are snowflakes on the ground.
And under the tree, a present is found.
When everybody sings carols.
And everyone is nice.
When everyone says his name.
Once,twice,thrice.
When they sing,cheerful mice.
And everyone gets a chance.
Under the mistletoe,a happy new romance.
When December arrives.
And everyone thrives.
This fairytale,once upon a December.
In December,not November.
When everything is in...
#Christmas
#happiness
#holiday
#hope
#uplifting
61 reads
1 Comment
I May Be That Girl
I may be that disabled girl who's so sick she cannot work a normal job, but she's the artist that will save so many lives. She's the artist who knows that her art will heal herself in a way a normal job can't.
I may be that girl who was rarely ever chosen, rarely ever picked, but I know now that I will let love find me. I need many years alone. But I'm a caring individual who won't beg for love; I will things happen the way they're supposed to.
I may be that girl who thinks she'll off herself if things get too hard, but I'm going to try anyway and do this artist thing....
I may be that girl who was rarely ever chosen, rarely ever picked, but I know now that I will let love find me. I need many years alone. But I'm a caring individual who won't beg for love; I will things happen the way they're supposed to.
I may be that girl who thinks she'll off herself if things get too hard, but I'm going to try anyway and do this artist thing....
#hope
#redemption
#TimeHeals
41 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Hope