Hope Poems
#hope
Poetry about hope and optimism. Take solace from uplifting hope poems, drawing on the personal experiences of authors and poets. Hope can prevail, even through darkness.
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Stars-Beacon of hope
My tears fell in my cupped palms-
warm and glistening;
I threw them at the heavens
and they became stars...
Perhaps, every star is a tear
of someone
glimmering in the night sky,
reminding us that
in the darkest hours of despair,
our pain and fears
can turn into beacons of hope;
illuminating our paths,
guiding us,
forging us into toughened
and resilient warriors...
Reiterating with their perpetual presence
the stars symbolize
that our struggles and...
warm and glistening;
I threw them at the heavens
and they became stars...
Perhaps, every star is a tear
of someone
glimmering in the night sky,
reminding us that
in the darkest hours of despair,
our pain and fears
can turn into beacons of hope;
illuminating our paths,
guiding us,
forging us into toughened
and resilient warriors...
Reiterating with their perpetual presence
the stars symbolize
that our struggles and...
#hope
#stars
#strength #suffering
#strength #suffering
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Sacrifice Or Gift?
The difference between a sacrifice and a gift.
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
#dark
#hope
#uplifting
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news and friends
News and friends
She sends me photos of people I don’t know, not one or two but too many; why should I take any interest in people smiling at the camera
What is flabbergasting is why does she sends me photos of friends she has on another continent, from a place I do not wish to know
She is a tiring person into healthy things, tea drinking, and beneficial cacao from a plant in Burma, either that or she has few real friends
We read of a mountain village where dwellers have learned to live in peace with bears that roam the streets after dark, looking for sweet food
We...
She sends me photos of people I don’t know, not one or two but too many; why should I take any interest in people smiling at the camera
What is flabbergasting is why does she sends me photos of friends she has on another continent, from a place I do not wish to know
She is a tiring person into healthy things, tea drinking, and beneficial cacao from a plant in Burma, either that or she has few real friends
We read of a mountain village where dwellers have learned to live in peace with bears that roam the streets after dark, looking for sweet food
We...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude #hope
#gratitude #hope
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Do you believe in your faith
For sure in this life we all will go through somethings, that will be out of our own control, but it doesn't mean that, you give up on hope and stop ignoring the power of prayers. For sure it might be a crippling disease like cancer, or it maybe a broken heart filled with hurt and pain, or it could be a illness that affects you mentally and emotionally and physically. For it could be tears for a love one that have gone away. But regardless what ever you do don't stop believing in your faith and beliefs, for sure he will never leave you nor forsake you, as you are one of GOD ALMIGHTY CHILDREN....
#courage
#hope
#kindness
#love
#redemption
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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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In your hands I give to you
Here we are still not really truly understanding, that it's true that no one is sent, to you by chance or accident. For I give to you my love and support and affection. For I give to you my love and support and encouragement, just because we have a connection that we can build, together a special bond. For I give to you my commitment and show you my consistency and strength of my perseverance to you. For I give to you from my hands to yours my undying love with respect and honor and trust with happiness. For sure we have history of time well spent, just getting to know each other 💕...
#emotions
#gratitude
#hope
#kindness
#love
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Fallow
Consider the field that stretches out ahead;
you say that nothing has grown there for years
and that might be true,
but NOTHING has been wasted.
Not time,
not energy,
not opportunity.
The land that has been left to stand,
fallow,
is full of fertile soil
and rich with promise for the future.
Let me help you pull out the weeds
and plant the field well.
Nurture it with love and care;
water and light and good food.
Have patience and hope,
then wait to see what is going to grow.
you say that nothing has grown there for years
and that might be true,
but NOTHING has been wasted.
Not time,
not energy,
not opportunity.
The land that has been left to stand,
fallow,
is full of fertile soil
and rich with promise for the future.
Let me help you pull out the weeds
and plant the field well.
Nurture it with love and care;
water and light and good food.
Have patience and hope,
then wait to see what is going to grow.
#healing
#hope
#nature
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The Wrinkles of Time
Like a star from the past she regaled us with stories
A lesson in each and every one of them
With love and patience she guided us
Even when we didn’t want to listen or understand
But after so many laps around the sun
I began to appreciate more of what she done
For all the sacrifices she made
All the sufferings she must’ve endured
I saw more of her light
Now at ninety-five
She only whispers
A fog has come over memory
Hands that once worked so hard
Show the wrinkles of time
Her faces lights up
Like a...
A lesson in each and every one of them
With love and patience she guided us
Even when we didn’t want to listen or understand
But after so many laps around the sun
I began to appreciate more of what she done
For all the sacrifices she made
All the sufferings she must’ve endured
I saw more of her light
Now at ninety-five
She only whispers
A fog has come over memory
Hands that once worked so hard
Show the wrinkles of time
Her faces lights up
Like a...
#family
#hope
#love
#mother
#stars
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The Perfect World
Can you imagine a world with butterflies?
A world empty of pretty lies?
With light blue,sparkly skies?
Could you imagine the ground we stand?
Where justice and happiness defend?
A world empty of sadness or woe.
And empty of war and foe.
Where wind sways and flowers grow.
And there is one thing that everybody know.
A world where everything is bright and happy.
Maybe even wholesome or sappy.
A world where nobody cries.
Where sadness dies.
Nobody feels lonely and nobody denies.
Maybe a world of sunshine...
A world empty of pretty lies?
With light blue,sparkly skies?
Could you imagine the ground we stand?
Where justice and happiness defend?
A world empty of sadness or woe.
And empty of war and foe.
Where wind sways and flowers grow.
And there is one thing that everybody know.
A world where everything is bright and happy.
Maybe even wholesome or sappy.
A world where nobody cries.
Where sadness dies.
Nobody feels lonely and nobody denies.
Maybe a world of sunshine...
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
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Beautiful
And there it is
the essence
a primal cry
that we exist
serene
pristine
pure
how we are meant to be
only fall short
of the goal
to pick ourselves up
and stand
within the storm
of humanity
the essence
a primal cry
that we exist
serene
pristine
pure
how we are meant to be
only fall short
of the goal
to pick ourselves up
and stand
within the storm
of humanity
#gratitude
#hope
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Playing The Piano
The piano's keys made a noise.
That sounded like a lullaby,a voice.
As the hand went through the piano.
And it played their own song.
The melody was serene.
Peaceful,and very long.
Everyone clapped as they began to play.
Everybody listened and began to sway.
May I play with you,if I may?
Or hear your song someday?
Figures began to dance in your mind.
Your stress disappear as you unwind.
And the music became images,illusions.
Real,or in your head.
They become stories,that people will tell when you are...
That sounded like a lullaby,a voice.
As the hand went through the piano.
And it played their own song.
The melody was serene.
Peaceful,and very long.
Everyone clapped as they began to play.
Everybody listened and began to sway.
May I play with you,if I may?
Or hear your song someday?
Figures began to dance in your mind.
Your stress disappear as you unwind.
And the music became images,illusions.
Real,or in your head.
They become stories,that people will tell when you are...
#dance
#happiness
#hope
#music
#uplifting
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"The Kraken's Kiss: A Pirate's Love Song"
The plank creaks low, a shadow's hungry maw,
As Captain Lovebird, with a gilded claw,
Demands a verse, where heart and horror twine,
A love-sick ballad, steeped in rum and brine.
No gentle swain, with roses 'neath his arm,
But gnarled corsairs, where dark desires swarm.
One-eyed Jack, with teeth of tarnished gold,
And Peg-Leg Pete, whose tales are fiercely told.
Their faces etched with storms and savage nights,
Yet in their souls, a flickering love light ignites.
"Sing of the sea," they roar, with breath like...
As Captain Lovebird, with a gilded claw,
Demands a verse, where heart and horror twine,
A love-sick ballad, steeped in rum and brine.
No gentle swain, with roses 'neath his arm,
But gnarled corsairs, where dark desires swarm.
One-eyed Jack, with teeth of tarnished gold,
And Peg-Leg Pete, whose tales are fiercely told.
Their faces etched with storms and savage nights,
Yet in their souls, a flickering love light ignites.
"Sing of the sea," they roar, with breath like...
#hope
#inspirational
#love
#mermaids
#redemption
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