Long Poems About Hope
#hope
Long poems about hope. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Nodrax_tepes
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Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 9:50pm
22nd Apr 2025 9:50pm
Mireya
I saw a bird
,lil birdy chirping song ,
no wrong no rights the sun don't shine if the night don't exist
Lil bird singing a song
So I sat down the tree my cowboy hat at ease a guitar on my hip started playing along
Mireya mireya
My pockets gon fill tonight
Mireya mireya
Grace and braces right ny wrongs tonight
Lil bird started dancing as the guitar played right
It looked at me and sang along
Son you read the bible never read it right Greater is he in you ,you pray for miracles when you should perform the miracles
The...
,lil birdy chirping song ,
no wrong no rights the sun don't shine if the night don't exist
Lil bird singing a song
So I sat down the tree my cowboy hat at ease a guitar on my hip started playing along
Mireya mireya
My pockets gon fill tonight
Mireya mireya
Grace and braces right ny wrongs tonight
Lil bird started dancing as the guitar played right
It looked at me and sang along
Son you read the bible never read it right Greater is he in you ,you pray for miracles when you should perform the miracles
The...
#grief
#hope
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
13th Apr 2025 10:59am
13th Apr 2025 10:59am
Still Aflame
I don't know what's about it.
And I don't know how to say this.
I don't know how to tell this.
Or how to explain it.
On one side is a dimlit light.
Strong,powerful firelight.
Near a strong,warm fireplace.
Yet at the same time,something feels cold.
Like a forming disease or mold.
The fire is slowly burning out.
But you can still see it well.
The fire still seems bright.
After everything I tell.
Long ago,a fire burned.
Screeches sounded and peace hurled.
At first,the fire was...
And I don't know how to say this.
I don't know how to tell this.
Or how to explain it.
On one side is a dimlit light.
Strong,powerful firelight.
Near a strong,warm fireplace.
Yet at the same time,something feels cold.
Like a forming disease or mold.
The fire is slowly burning out.
But you can still see it well.
The fire still seems bright.
After everything I tell.
Long ago,a fire burned.
Screeches sounded and peace hurled.
At first,the fire was...
#despair
#hope
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 10:57am
9th Apr 2025 10:57am
No Path
I was walking down a grassy path.
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.
The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.
Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?
The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.
But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the...
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.
The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.
Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?
The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.
But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the...
#dark
#despair
#hope
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JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 6:50pm
8th Apr 2025 6:50pm
To John
Life is harder than you thought. Shit’s hit the fan on multiple occasions. You’ve almost let it affect your character, and to be honest, on some occasions it has. The drinking, weed, it’s all to drown out any form of feeling.
But what about the good ones?
What about the feelings that bring you so much joy? Why drown those? What about the feelings of togetherness and friendship, the people who value you for you? What about them? Why lose pieces of yourself in a bottle, pill, or bong? It takes pieces of you, all of which may or may not return.
They call me. ...
But what about the good ones?
What about the feelings that bring you so much joy? Why drown those? What about the feelings of togetherness and friendship, the people who value you for you? What about them? Why lose pieces of yourself in a bottle, pill, or bong? It takes pieces of you, all of which may or may not return.
They call me. ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#hope #nature
#hope #nature
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JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 6:38pm
8th Apr 2025 6:38pm
To My Grandmother
Throughout the past couple of months, I’ve been watching my grandmother’s health fluctuate vastly. I enter her room and don’t know whether to expect a natural or forced smile. I’ve seen tears roll down her face as she tries to remain strong, knowing her time is limited. The pain has become simply unbearable. I find myself weak in these moments. Something so important to me but far outside of my ability to help.
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
#death
#family
#hope
#illness
#love
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 10:59am
7th Apr 2025 10:59am
Memories
It was almost buried in the sand.
I remember the sunny sky and his hand.
It feels like I took so many things for granted.
All the memories I had above.
I was a kid and had almost all I wanted.
And yearned for the things I never had.
Like he smell of sand in the air.
And my long,dark brown hair.
I remember just having fun.
No stress,and no need to run.
But sometimes,you don't miss something until you lose it.
If only I could be a kid once again.
I would feel better than a changed man.
I remember the way we...
I remember the sunny sky and his hand.
It feels like I took so many things for granted.
All the memories I had above.
I was a kid and had almost all I wanted.
And yearned for the things I never had.
Like he smell of sand in the air.
And my long,dark brown hair.
I remember just having fun.
No stress,and no need to run.
But sometimes,you don't miss something until you lose it.
If only I could be a kid once again.
I would feel better than a changed man.
I remember the way we...
#hope
#memorial
#nostalgia #uplifting
#nostalgia #uplifting
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Betty
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 2:29am
3rd Apr 2025 2:29am
Amnesia and the taste of pleather
My love notes on your shirt
grew as sticky
as the air
in my wasted lungs
and the feel of your
forehead against mine
scared the shit out of me. again.
angered me. again.
fucked me up in what I
can only brand as the
flavor of
us;
and our version of love
is poison in a diet-coke can
served ice-fucking cold
again.
your warm mouth traced
hope on my...
grew as sticky
as the air
in my wasted lungs
and the feel of your
forehead against mine
scared the shit out of me. again.
angered me. again.
fucked me up in what I
can only brand as the
flavor of
us;
and our version of love
is poison in a diet-coke can
served ice-fucking cold
again.
your warm mouth traced
hope on my...
#forgiveness
#hope
#hurt
#lust
#obsession
213 reads
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 8:31pm
2nd Apr 2025 8:31pm
Like A Beacon
I thought you’d left a light on for me
in that place we built from thin air
and pieces of ourselves we hid
it stood as a monument to everything
I didn’t know I wanted
in that time it stilled
a grand design
a Van Gogh
using pain and suffering to
paint our version of “Starry Night”
turning it into the most gorgeous suffering
of fools in love
we emblazoned our names into the the bust of the mantle
with little hearts
like love sick teenagers
so...
in that place we built from thin air
and pieces of ourselves we hid
it stood as a monument to everything
I didn’t know I wanted
in that time it stilled
a grand design
a Van Gogh
using pain and suffering to
paint our version of “Starry Night”
turning it into the most gorgeous suffering
of fools in love
we emblazoned our names into the the bust of the mantle
with little hearts
like love sick teenagers
so...
#emotions
#hope
#TimeHeals
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 10:57am
31st Mar 2025 10:57am
Power Of Love
They say love can bring you up in the sky.
In cloud nine, making you question why.
They say it can bring you down.
Or twist your life upside down.
That they can remove your frown.
Or give you the opportunity to wear a white gown.
Love can have a lot of meanings.
And a lot of results,too.
We crave it,as social beings.
And sometimes it makes us feel like a fool.
It can make you write out your heart.
Or throw a cupid's dart.
It can make you do things you otherwise wouldn't.
Or turn your frown upside down. ...
In cloud nine, making you question why.
They say it can bring you down.
Or twist your life upside down.
That they can remove your frown.
Or give you the opportunity to wear a white gown.
Love can have a lot of meanings.
And a lot of results,too.
We crave it,as social beings.
And sometimes it makes us feel like a fool.
It can make you write out your heart.
Or throw a cupid's dart.
It can make you do things you otherwise wouldn't.
Or turn your frown upside down. ...
#FallingInLove
#hope
#love
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 8:48pm
24th Mar 2025 8:48pm
Be Well Forever, You
It’s the aurora of sunrise again
because I’ve always been a creature
that bridges two worlds
and in this moment before light breaks the dark
I look to the trees I would send you
showcasing the glory of dawn
and they’ve been hacked away
another tin shed blocks another moment where
I could share a snapshot of something beautiful
along with the road that leads to the mountains I would share
they’ve been butchered in the sake of progress because to quote that song
“we paved paradise and put up a parking lot”
I stopped that...
because I’ve always been a creature
that bridges two worlds
and in this moment before light breaks the dark
I look to the trees I would send you
showcasing the glory of dawn
and they’ve been hacked away
another tin shed blocks another moment where
I could share a snapshot of something beautiful
along with the road that leads to the mountains I would share
they’ve been butchered in the sake of progress because to quote that song
“we paved paradise and put up a parking lot”
I stopped that...
#emotions
#hope
#love
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 7:40pm
24th Mar 2025 7:40pm
I deserve it all
Twice the peace; twice the grace... Sound mind; steady pace
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.
Fewer foes; sharpest plans... Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands... Yea; I deserve it all.
Shining stones; my wrist aglow... Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore... I deserve it all.
Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.
For the my sister who left too...
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.
Fewer foes; sharpest plans... Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands... Yea; I deserve it all.
Shining stones; my wrist aglow... Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore... I deserve it all.
Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.
For the my sister who left too...
#faith
#hope
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 10:56am
22nd Mar 2025 10:56am
Show & Tell
A puppet and puppeteer.
Is what this story is about here.
Imagine a lively puppet with light blue eyes.
Her pink dress,now fantasize.
You pull by her strings,to force her into doing things.
The puppet asks you,is this not enough?
What do you want of me,and aren't I tough?
The puppeteer pulled her strings.
The kids brought her to show and tell.
They showed it to the teacher,and the kids liked it well.
She is on display for all of them to see.
The story behind her wood is snot something you can clearly see.
...
Is what this story is about here.
Imagine a lively puppet with light blue eyes.
Her pink dress,now fantasize.
You pull by her strings,to force her into doing things.
The puppet asks you,is this not enough?
What do you want of me,and aren't I tough?
The puppeteer pulled her strings.
The kids brought her to show and tell.
They showed it to the teacher,and the kids liked it well.
She is on display for all of them to see.
The story behind her wood is snot something you can clearly see.
...
#dark
#despair
#hope
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Hope
