Long Poems About Hope
#hope
Long poems about hope. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Elegy On Not Giving Up
Do you ever have times when you think you can’t win,
Or you’re getting no gain from the pain you are in?
Are you troubled by thoughts that you’re losing your groove,
Do you have a conviction that things won’t improve?
If you’re not fitting in, or you’ve taken a hit,
Or you’ve fallen right into a bottomless pit,
If you don’t want to deal with what’s real any longer,
If the pain you are feeling has been getting stronger,
And you’re feeling downtrodden, forgotten, or blue,
As though every god is abandoning you, ...
Or you’re getting no gain from the pain you are in?
Are you troubled by thoughts that you’re losing your groove,
Do you have a conviction that things won’t improve?
If you’re not fitting in, or you’ve taken a hit,
Or you’ve fallen right into a bottomless pit,
If you don’t want to deal with what’s real any longer,
If the pain you are feeling has been getting stronger,
And you’re feeling downtrodden, forgotten, or blue,
As though every god is abandoning you, ...
#courage
#emotions
#hope
#love
#redemption
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Candyland
One day,you'll find your way.
To a candyland far away.
With cotton candy trees and clouds.
The fun never ends!
With gummy bears and grass.
And chocolate rivers.
Lollipop trees all around.
And there's no speck of actual wood to be found.
The ground is jelly.
With jam spread on like bread.
With cotton candy skies.
And sour candy butterflies.
You will find yourself drooling.
Over the sweets,sugary treats.
You will find yourself tempted ,to indulge in those tasty treats.
You will find yourself...
To a candyland far away.
With cotton candy trees and clouds.
The fun never ends!
With gummy bears and grass.
And chocolate rivers.
Lollipop trees all around.
And there's no speck of actual wood to be found.
The ground is jelly.
With jam spread on like bread.
With cotton candy skies.
And sour candy butterflies.
You will find yourself drooling.
Over the sweets,sugary treats.
You will find yourself tempted ,to indulge in those tasty treats.
You will find yourself...
#dreams
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
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Oh Klahoma
I can see it in your voice.
I can hear it in your eyes.
I can hear it in your actions.
And the eyes you despise.
The pain,I can see it from miles.
And I can hear it in your eyes.
When you cried alone,time flies.
But I can hear it in your eyes.
And I can see it in your smile.
That you are in pain,and been hurt for a while.
Tears are falling down at the party.
Everyone is looking at you.
But they don't see it through your eyes.
Or your mind ,that likes to fly in the skies.
They can't hear through your...
I can hear it in your eyes.
I can hear it in your actions.
And the eyes you despise.
The pain,I can see it from miles.
And I can hear it in your eyes.
When you cried alone,time flies.
But I can hear it in your eyes.
And I can see it in your smile.
That you are in pain,and been hurt for a while.
Tears are falling down at the party.
Everyone is looking at you.
But they don't see it through your eyes.
Or your mind ,that likes to fly in the skies.
They can't hear through your...
#hope
#motivational
#sadness #support
#sadness #support
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My Own Written World
One day,I'll travel far away.
With my ink and pen,I'll make reality obey.
I'll jump through a portal made by ink.
I will begin to code it and begin to think.
If I could live in the story of my writing.
Of my journey,success.
I would feel happy,carefree.
And not feel like a mess.
I could talk to angels,nymphs.
Shiny,blue eyes.
Colorful sunsets,oceans.
With a colorful sunrise.
If I could live in my own written world.
I would not complain and not say a word.
I could fly in the sky far away.
...
With my ink and pen,I'll make reality obey.
I'll jump through a portal made by ink.
I will begin to code it and begin to think.
If I could live in the story of my writing.
Of my journey,success.
I would feel happy,carefree.
And not feel like a mess.
I could talk to angels,nymphs.
Shiny,blue eyes.
Colorful sunsets,oceans.
With a colorful sunrise.
If I could live in my own written world.
I would not complain and not say a word.
I could fly in the sky far away.
...
#happiness
#hope
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Lean On Me
Lean on me when you are sad.
Lean on me when you feel bad.
As the leaves fall off the tree.
Blown away by the wind from thee.
Lean on me when it hurts in your head.
Or cuddle when you cannot sleep during midnight in your bed.
Let me lean on your shoulder when I'm sad.
And together,we will defeat anything bad.
Lean on me in a garden of roses.
While sunshine does graceful poses.
We'll think over some important choices.
And let out peaceful sighs,no noises.
No noise to disturb our talk,just nature.
And the...
Lean on me when you feel bad.
As the leaves fall off the tree.
Blown away by the wind from thee.
Lean on me when it hurts in your head.
Or cuddle when you cannot sleep during midnight in your bed.
Let me lean on your shoulder when I'm sad.
And together,we will defeat anything bad.
Lean on me in a garden of roses.
While sunshine does graceful poses.
We'll think over some important choices.
And let out peaceful sighs,no noises.
No noise to disturb our talk,just nature.
And the...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#motivational
#uplifting
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The Screams of the Unheard
In the depths of Africa's heart, where the sun dips into the sand
A cry echoes through the land, a lament of a people in pain
A plea for justice, for equality, for an end to the pain
But the world turns a blind eye, and the cries remain in vain
The continent weeps, her children oppressed, enslaved, and slain
Their voices silenced by the chains of oppression, their futures stolen away
Their cultures stripped, their heritage lost, their identity in disarray
Their cries for help drowned out by the laughter of the oppressors' sway
In every...
A cry echoes through the land, a lament of a people in pain
A plea for justice, for equality, for an end to the pain
But the world turns a blind eye, and the cries remain in vain
The continent weeps, her children oppressed, enslaved, and slain
Their voices silenced by the chains of oppression, their futures stolen away
Their cultures stripped, their heritage lost, their identity in disarray
Their cries for help drowned out by the laughter of the oppressors' sway
In every...
#emotions
#hope
#inspirational #strength
#inspirational #strength
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Eradicate the panic
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...
#acceptance
#fear
#fiction
#hope
#love
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Food Of Nostalgia
I remember the scent,I remember the flavour.
Of when I was wild and free.
I remember the tremble,the feeling of having them near me.
I still remember the taste,and I still remember the smell.
Of a chocolate cake with icing.
Strawberries,caramel.
With its heavenly smell and sweet taste.
With chocolate filled inside paste.
I remember when we used to make them all by ourselves.
Jam inbetween,dipped in chocolate.
And then dipped in sprinkles.
I remember the Christmas I ate all this chocolate.
All alone.
I...
Of when I was wild and free.
I remember the tremble,the feeling of having them near me.
I still remember the taste,and I still remember the smell.
Of a chocolate cake with icing.
Strawberries,caramel.
With its heavenly smell and sweet taste.
With chocolate filled inside paste.
I remember when we used to make them all by ourselves.
Jam inbetween,dipped in chocolate.
And then dipped in sprinkles.
I remember the Christmas I ate all this chocolate.
All alone.
I...
#food
#happiness
#hope #uplifting
#hope #uplifting
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A man and his thoughts
As I sit here
n strum my guitar
My mind drifts off
to somewhere
faaaarr
Away
the noise tuned out,
same old thoughts
seem to come
around,
in an old familiar
waaaay
What if my life ,
had taken a different turn
N I never came to know
these lessons that I've learned,
If I'd said yes
perhaps I'd be
like all the rest,
then again
I take pride in
that I don't fit in
I guess its really
all my fault
Just sitting here
A man and his...
n strum my guitar
My mind drifts off
to somewhere
faaaarr
Away
the noise tuned out,
same old thoughts
seem to come
around,
in an old familiar
waaaay
What if my life ,
had taken a different turn
N I never came to know
these lessons that I've learned,
If I'd said yes
perhaps I'd be
like all the rest,
then again
I take pride in
that I don't fit in
I guess its really
all my fault
Just sitting here
A man and his...
#happiness
#hope
#motivational #strength
#motivational #strength
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Grand Ball
It was the day of the grand ball.
There was a fancy hall and a golden chandelier.
The hall was full of people of all kinds.
Women in dresses,paper fans.
And gentlemen in fancy suits.
As the music plays,everyone sways.
To the music,to the beat.
Everyone danced with their partners,moving to the beat.
Couples swaying,symphony playing.
And all of the lovely things your lover is saying.
As all couples began to prance.
They swayed and began to dance.
Arriving to the grand ball.
In the fancy,decorated musical...
There was a fancy hall and a golden chandelier.
The hall was full of people of all kinds.
Women in dresses,paper fans.
And gentlemen in fancy suits.
As the music plays,everyone sways.
To the music,to the beat.
Everyone danced with their partners,moving to the beat.
Couples swaying,symphony playing.
And all of the lovely things your lover is saying.
As all couples began to prance.
They swayed and began to dance.
Arriving to the grand ball.
In the fancy,decorated musical...
#hope
#love
#magic
#motivational
#uplifting
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Please leave Stephen Lawrence's interred body where it was initially laid to rest!
By Stanley Collymore
Personally, I genuinely do feel that
essentially quite actually moving
Stephen, and moreover so back
to Britain, is simply wrong! Stephen lost
his literally young, and rather promising
life in a very sickeningly violent manner
in England where he was actually born;
very irrefutably necessitating his burial
in Jamaica, where his parents crucially
very evidently, actually originated from
to unquestionably simply stave off the
likely racially motivated desecration of
his grave. And really...
Personally, I genuinely do feel that
essentially quite actually moving
Stephen, and moreover so back
to Britain, is simply wrong! Stephen lost
his literally young, and rather promising
life in a very sickeningly violent manner
in England where he was actually born;
very irrefutably necessitating his burial
in Jamaica, where his parents crucially
very evidently, actually originated from
to unquestionably simply stave off the
likely racially motivated desecration of
his grave. And really...
#admiration
#courage
#hope
#love
#respect
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Double Cross (DARQ)
Disturb my fragile sensibility
Disrupt the expectations of my wanting
When I chase temporal things to a fault
I fall pray in my humility to the Holy Ghost haunting
Answering the warning signs with replies of faith imbued by the call
What if there is something to it
When we dismiss the claims for broken records on repeat
Discerning truth amid the chaos of another’s source of vain conceit
The word is alive and I’m dead to rights
When I live subject to something divine
Shadows cast of unseen lights
The end doesn’t answer to my...
Disrupt the expectations of my wanting
When I chase temporal things to a fault
I fall pray in my humility to the Holy Ghost haunting
Answering the warning signs with replies of faith imbued by the call
What if there is something to it
When we dismiss the claims for broken records on repeat
Discerning truth amid the chaos of another’s source of vain conceit
The word is alive and I’m dead to rights
When I live subject to something divine
Shadows cast of unseen lights
The end doesn’t answer to my...
#Christian
#God
#hope
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Hope