Shall I Hope

Shall I hope?
Is it safe or is it right?
Am I hoping for nothing
But a black and empty night?

Hope should make me happy
Hope should make me dance
Because I  just keep hoping
For me. not a chance

Why does hope keep leaving me
Shaking in the darkness?
Why does something so good
Keep making me feel so helpless

Shall I hope to hope?
What difference does it make?
Fate, she will soon find me
And that will be a big mistake

Does fate regard my  hope
Does she even care
Am I shooting for an answer
That simply isn't there

What sort of hope leaves pain
I thought hope should leave joy
Why should I dare to hope
Cause it's just some demons ploy

I do not know, dear people
How can I begin to dare
To hope for something 
That simply isn't there

Shall I hope to hope
In a hope that leaves me dry
Oh people,To hope how can I dare
To hope in hope? How can I?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Romios Avatar
March 9, 2019 at 3:12 AM
Beautiful poem. Hope for me is a vacant place. Sounds nuts?Action and plans and a purpose bigger than me~moves me. Poets here move me, too. And knowing there is a God in charge of it all helps me if I get into the desert of hope. Well written! Love, Panagiota. Have not even used the word 'hope' for years consciously. We create our world. Don't let the world define you.
Kiser Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 8:12 PM
We always have hope; it is there for us to grab onto so we may fly and shine again. Well penned.
Krutsinger Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 1:43 AM
Steve, I like this poem. I like the hopefulness in the hopeful expressions in this hope-filled poem. It is upbeat, and gives me a little hope myself.
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