Long Poems About Hope
#hope
Long poems about hope. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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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Strength Comes Slowly, Hope Sometimes in Slivers
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#confessional
#determination
#hope
#illness
#prose
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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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Spirits Of The Night
It was the end of a summer day.
Night crawled in and sun went away.
Fireflies spawned across the air.
And makes the night look really fair.
The stars sparkled in all their glory.
Telling us all their lore and story.
Awaiting the next morning.
In the big,black ink on a canvas.
Nature paints for us.
Something was swirling in the air.
Something in the sky,like it's really there.
It looked like spirits astray.
That protect the night at the end of the day.
With mystical,fairy wings.
And a nymph gracefully...
Night crawled in and sun went away.
Fireflies spawned across the air.
And makes the night look really fair.
The stars sparkled in all their glory.
Telling us all their lore and story.
Awaiting the next morning.
In the big,black ink on a canvas.
Nature paints for us.
Something was swirling in the air.
Something in the sky,like it's really there.
It looked like spirits astray.
That protect the night at the end of the day.
With mystical,fairy wings.
And a nymph gracefully...
#happiness
#hope
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Hope
Hope is a beautiful thing
It helps us through the hardest times
It helps to ease the pain
It gives us life
It brings the light
It's what gives us the strength to survive
But than you gave me hope...
Hope is a terrible thing
It can be crushed with just a few words
There is no way to describe how badly hope being crushed hurts
It's like a knife twisting inside of you
the hope spills out with your blood
You try to pull the knife out but the damage is already done
...
It helps us through the hardest times
It helps to ease the pain
It gives us life
It brings the light
It's what gives us the strength to survive
But than you gave me hope...
Hope is a terrible thing
It can be crushed with just a few words
There is no way to describe how badly hope being crushed hurts
It's like a knife twisting inside of you
the hope spills out with your blood
You try to pull the knife out but the damage is already done
...
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#hope
#love
#sadness
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The Promise
You always hide your scars
You feel ugly inside
Within the smile on your lips
There's a sadness that's belied
What's beneath the surface
You keep hidden away
Always wearing a mask
As you go throughout your day
The person that others know
It isn't you at all
Nothing but a big display
When in truth you feel small
The more people around you
The more alone you feel
They can't understand
That this you isn't real
Inside of your silence
Is where you find peace...
You feel ugly inside
Within the smile on your lips
There's a sadness that's belied
What's beneath the surface
You keep hidden away
Always wearing a mask
As you go throughout your day
The person that others know
It isn't you at all
Nothing but a big display
When in truth you feel small
The more people around you
The more alone you feel
They can't understand
That this you isn't real
Inside of your silence
Is where you find peace...
#family
#hope
#love #support
#love #support
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Falling for you is like a zip line over Niagara
It was fucking pouring
when I stepped up
to the Niagara Falls zipline,
200 feet in the air.
But there was no lighting
so the ride was open
with a short,
short line
and I felt
like flying
The kid in braces
locked my carabiners
to the doo-hickey that would
hopefully hold my wet ass
in the air for the
next 60 seconds
and he told me to lean back
into the harness
and starfish
Fuck? What? Say what?
...
when I stepped up
to the Niagara Falls zipline,
200 feet in the air.
But there was no lighting
so the ride was open
with a short,
short line
and I felt
like flying
The kid in braces
locked my carabiners
to the doo-hickey that would
hopefully hold my wet ass
in the air for the
next 60 seconds
and he told me to lean back
into the harness
and starfish
Fuck? What? Say what?
...
#FallingInLove
#hope
#relationships
#romantic
#ThrillSeeking
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I Wish
I wish
I could into a deep blue sea dive
Have the flowing flood of tears subside
Let my smile surface and revive
And my woes would ever cease to survive..
I wish
I could the highest of mountains mount
And from its very summit
I would see with no doubt
How tiny my tribulations and vain to wane about..
I wish
I could widely fly
Reach the heart of the sky
And how light I am I would realise
Having dropped the heaviest of burdens so far.. ...
I could into a deep blue sea dive
Have the flowing flood of tears subside
Let my smile surface and revive
And my woes would ever cease to survive..
I wish
I could the highest of mountains mount
And from its very summit
I would see with no doubt
How tiny my tribulations and vain to wane about..
I wish
I could widely fly
Reach the heart of the sky
And how light I am I would realise
Having dropped the heaviest of burdens so far.. ...
#courage
#emotions
#hope
#motivational
#strength
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Angel of My Lyceum Dreams
Angel of My Lyceum Dreams
Caravansary of souls
Where my tender sprout of youth
Lived after the steam of tears
Misted into ghosts in the crystal ball
Of a womanly vision
For my future dream
Of return to the lost carousel
Of the doctorate dreams
I’d left for dead
The corpse of a hope
So long on life support
Whose plug I’d pulled ...
Caravansary of souls
Where my tender sprout of youth
Lived after the steam of tears
Misted into ghosts in the crystal ball
Of a womanly vision
For my future dream
Of return to the lost carousel
Of the doctorate dreams
I’d left for dead
The corpse of a hope
So long on life support
Whose plug I’d pulled ...
#college
#despair
#dreams
#hope
#women
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