Long Poems About Hope
#hope
Long poems about hope. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Introducing; The Golden Age of the Gallantly Goated Gamer Guitarist
bipolar,
name thy enemy.
highs, lows, and in-betweens,
patterns, cycles, what does it all mean?
he is your foundation and origin story,
he translates your mainframe to my motherboard.
he's the server of your soul,
and the cycles of your circuitry.
your voice can be heard in the music...
name thy enemy.
highs, lows, and in-betweens,
patterns, cycles, what does it all mean?
he is your foundation and origin story,
he translates your mainframe to my motherboard.
he's the server of your soul,
and the cycles of your circuitry.
your voice can be heard in the music...
#love
#hope
#inspirational
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
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The Majesty of Death!
By Stanley Collymore
Why fear something that’s clearly
irrefutably inevitable and equally
furthermore, is undoubtedly the
enlivening force and unquestionably also
the obviously clearly effective means of
the undoubted liberation as well as the
beginning, unless of course, obviously
and specifically, you're quite basically
and decidedly specifically alarmingly
petrified that your evident, individual
actions on Earth have actually been
such that now you’re literally, about
to depart this earthly life; really...
Why fear something that’s clearly
irrefutably inevitable and equally
furthermore, is undoubtedly the
enlivening force and unquestionably also
the obviously clearly effective means of
the undoubted liberation as well as the
beginning, unless of course, obviously
and specifically, you're quite basically
and decidedly specifically alarmingly
petrified that your evident, individual
actions on Earth have actually been
such that now you’re literally, about
to depart this earthly life; really...
#happiness
#strength
#hope
#inspirational
#redemption
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can i see you?
hey! I know it's only been a week,
can I call you though?
I'm flying high right now, but I can feel the crash coming.
yesterday was day three again,
day three is the absolute worst.
well, that is until you get to day five...
you said you needed space for a few weeks to address some issues,
was that just a ruse?
were you hinting at coming back after your volatile season or hoping that would be my final push to go?
I want to respect your wishes,
so I won't call. ...
can I call you though?
I'm flying high right now, but I can feel the crash coming.
yesterday was day three again,
day three is the absolute worst.
well, that is until you get to day five...
you said you needed space for a few weeks to address some issues,
was that just a ruse?
were you hinting at coming back after your volatile season or hoping that would be my final push to go?
I want to respect your wishes,
so I won't call. ...
#love
#depression
#hope #bipolar
#hope #bipolar
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where are you?
the man in the mirror, who do you see?
will you ever believe me?
what'll it take, what'll it be?
oh. em. gee.
"I'd have said yes to anybody"
as much as that may be true,
simply put no other man will do,
always remember, I chose you.
pathetic, weak, and dumb;
destructive, toxic, no middle ground,
is that how you see yourself?
when will you learn, I want you to stick around?
moody, somber, mean and cutting,
is that all you got for me?
I cut my teeth...
will you ever believe me?
what'll it take, what'll it be?
oh. em. gee.
"I'd have said yes to anybody"
as much as that may be true,
simply put no other man will do,
always remember, I chose you.
pathetic, weak, and dumb;
destructive, toxic, no middle ground,
is that how you see yourself?
when will you learn, I want you to stick around?
moody, somber, mean and cutting,
is that all you got for me?
I cut my teeth...
#love
#hope
#inspirational
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The Issue of Blood
Drawing from dormant depths
Like excavating dry bones
I rise to speak of hope
Against the boast of self inflicted stones
When the heart beats guilt
In my shames acclaim to condemn
I remember that God is greater
As I reach out in desperation for the hem
Faith pulls on the power that flows through the garments of my Savior
Affliction likened unto this issue of my blood
Addiction unspoken drowns me in the turmoil of an isolated flood
When boasts my sins in silence
I suffer the weight of my own violence
...
Like excavating dry bones
I rise to speak of hope
Against the boast of self inflicted stones
When the heart beats guilt
In my shames acclaim to condemn
I remember that God is greater
As I reach out in desperation for the hem
Faith pulls on the power that flows through the garments of my Savior
Affliction likened unto this issue of my blood
Addiction unspoken drowns me in the turmoil of an isolated flood
When boasts my sins in silence
I suffer the weight of my own violence
...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual
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Why aren't the police doing vital welfare checks on these very lazy but allegedly hardworking, so-called royals?
By Stanley Collymore
Lol! Principally because they clearly
wouldn't get very far with such a
proposition of mine! Since for
starters, all those vile monarchical serf
sycophants would instantaneously, be
maddeningly, up in arms - egregiously
encouraged, and similarly specifically
basically so by their decision makers
obviously in the rightwing press, and
electronic media; citing it as a rather
nefarious woke decision; but simply
more...
Lol! Principally because they clearly
wouldn't get very far with such a
proposition of mine! Since for
starters, all those vile monarchical serf
sycophants would instantaneously, be
maddeningly, up in arms - egregiously
encouraged, and similarly specifically
basically so by their decision makers
obviously in the rightwing press, and
electronic media; citing it as a rather
nefarious woke decision; but simply
more...
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational
#redemption
#respect
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6 Minute Football
6 Minute Football
The night was a bucket of blackness splashed on a canvas of stars,
homebound in my green Chevy pickup on a backroad emptied of cars.
I could see a house light in the distance, thru trees, like a flickering flame.
I gunned the engine, raced up the road for tonight’s great football game.
Upon stopping, I looked in my mirror and saw some reflections of light.
It was only my buddies bringing the beer, pretzels & chips for the night.
We watched the game, talked and ate, laughing in our work-day duds....
The night was a bucket of blackness splashed on a canvas of stars,
homebound in my green Chevy pickup on a backroad emptied of cars.
I could see a house light in the distance, thru trees, like a flickering flame.
I gunned the engine, raced up the road for tonight’s great football game.
Upon stopping, I looked in my mirror and saw some reflections of light.
It was only my buddies bringing the beer, pretzels & chips for the night.
We watched the game, talked and ate, laughing in our work-day duds....
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational
#uplifting
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Just pondering over the prospect of a taxpayer funded, low budget and tripartite monarchical state funeral!
By Stanley Collymore
Brexit, itself asininely followed
by an involuntary taxpayers
funded Jubilee very daftly
commemorating clearly entrenched
Middle Ages feudalism quite simply
in this a vilely vaunted enlightened
and clearly, supposedly democratic
21st Century Britain and attendant
subsequently with this ludicrously
actually over the top, vainglorious
Coronation that, obviously, for me
objectively prompts this pertinent
question: with all that media faux
hysteria and concern really about
Charles'...
Brexit, itself asininely followed
by an involuntary taxpayers
funded Jubilee very daftly
commemorating clearly entrenched
Middle Ages feudalism quite simply
in this a vilely vaunted enlightened
and clearly, supposedly democratic
21st Century Britain and attendant
subsequently with this ludicrously
actually over the top, vainglorious
Coronation that, obviously, for me
objectively prompts this pertinent
question: with all that media faux
hysteria and concern really about
Charles'...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#gratitude
#emotions
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upon this lovely january morn
a debut saltation for 2024
“I like the dreams of the future better than the history
of the past.”—Thomas Jefferson
upon this lovely january morn,
o how my heart, intrepid in its pulse,
keeps vigil, as the fledgling year is born,
while earth's nerves, in her afterbirth, convulse!
she sucks her first breath from the virgin wind
...
“I like the dreams of the future better than the history
of the past.”—Thomas Jefferson
upon this lovely january morn,
o how my heart, intrepid in its pulse,
keeps vigil, as the fledgling year is born,
while earth's nerves, in her afterbirth, convulse!
she sucks her first breath from the virgin wind
...
#hope
#holiday
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#NewYear
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Obliterate the Fear
Jack is a salesman. A man who knows his craft. He's cunning, shrewd and eager to make money. He's been in this line of work for over 25 years. Jack and his ex-wife had a daughter named Amber. He lost contact with Amber after the divorce, which is going on 20 years now. One of Jack's biggest fears is flying. Helicopter, Airplane, Jet, it doesn't matter. No flying! He's been on a jet once in his life. The one time was as a child (which is where the fear began). When his ex-wife divorced Jack, which was due to his neglect of his family, he decided to move to Los Angeles California. There Jack...
#love
#hope
#ShortStory
#acceptance
#fear
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Ten years after the statement TW:SA
#strength
#hope
#home
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The network
It is the year 2040
War, hunger and death rule the earth
There are too many of us
For an increasingly smaller earth we can live on
And instead of banding together
It brings out the worst in us
That is when they come from the skies
The first alien race ever to visit earth
They see us
They see themselves in us
How they have been in the past
And before they leave
They give us something
They give us the network
The network spreads to all mankind
And...
War, hunger and death rule the earth
There are too many of us
For an increasingly smaller earth we can live on
And instead of banding together
It brings out the worst in us
That is when they come from the skies
The first alien race ever to visit earth
They see us
They see themselves in us
How they have been in the past
And before they leave
They give us something
They give us the network
The network spreads to all mankind
And...
#hope
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