We all need to hope,
in life so we can cope.
It will give us rest,
then we can do our talented best.
Hope can be a great friend,
to the very end.
Hope where would I be without you?
I do not have a clue.
No matter how a smart man your wits frown,
A woman may dare enslave your gold crown;
If she succeed once at it,
Forget not condoning sh*t...
For its recurrent chance stakes high not down.
She said she could never imagine me being married.
This stung.
We laughed.
I am the comic--
not the romantic.
Pain is pettier
felt without witness;
better yet, with punchlines.
Those who weep and wail are...
Genuine?
Authentic?
Deserving of more
labors of love?
We mustn't blame ourselves
for this.
We are pathetic souls,
and I am
fine with it.
After all, my spouse is already my sense of humor.
I don't know how to cope
Sometimes I smoke
I avoid my feelings
I just stare at the ceiling
I don't know how to cope
I just hope
The feelings go away
But they don't.
A gentle wave calms thy heart,
Windchimes swirling in the gentle breeze.
Restore thou art,
The road ahead whispers a gentle breeze.
Calming sadness, strength begins.
Power of joy and hope
Happiness wins.
I am finding the power to cope.
Beating battles of unkind,
Finding friends along the way,
Learning how to unwind,
Looking forward to a brand new day.
Maybe that your phone got drained
Or you have something else unexplained
So you are calling after three days
Asking forgiveness for all delays
I know you just call me when you're hurt
But I was the fool who always assert.
You like talking about yourself
Turning to all my problems deaf.
I have realised that for you
I wasn't even your friend.
I was just a good time-pass.
Feeling used,
I blame myself for being desperate
Going through hell in accepting it.
I know that I have got to burns yours
Till there is nothing left.
Have to let go of you
To start loving myself.
heat blankets the earth
simple self-preservation ~
prickly hedgehog ball
The flames in the woodstove dance
Bringing warmth to a cold, rainy day
Mountain weather is up and down this May
Flowers are blooming in sunny days of chance
To show off their colors and bring hope
Smiles, freedom and laughter in sight
Birds all around are taking flight
Nature brings relief and scenery to cope
Heidi Sands
5/4/22
She's past the point in her healing process where her heart doesn't feel quite as tattered and raw.
She's used to the fact that her daily routine has changed, and has accepted that when her phone chirps, it no longer signals that it's him.
The times of the day that used to be spent with him have been replaced with conscious self-care and self-healing practices.
The struggle to resist reaching out is less intense and less frequent.
Indeed, she is starting to notice some progress, and that not-so-long-ago feeling of
unfamiliarity is not quite as strange.
But that doesn't mean she no longer thinks of him.
She still feels the loss.
She still sheds tears.
She still has moments that pull at her heartstrings and bring her to her knees.
And she still wonders...
If this is how their story ends.
July 14, 2021
starry skies
lovely lights
twinkling eyes
falling across my heart
feelings alive with love
coloring souls in art
laughing lilac delight
alive with grateful dreams
whispering through the night
breathing intimacy through my mind
compassion consoling my worst fears
reminding me why I must be kind
with joy coloring my faith and hope
yearnings so alive with tenderness
assuring my heart so it can cope
lovely prayers whispered on the breeze
listening to the silence within
embracing the soul as to appease
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July 4, 2021
Buried and lowered into the ground
Mourners grieving not making a sound
The priest conducts a beautiful service
Bells ringing feeling slightly nervous
Weather is changing with a slight overcast
Life is so unfair loosing family so fast
Struggling to find ways to cope and carry on
Don’t drift apart before they have gone
Make fabulous memories or you will be left with regrets
Life goes on although you won’t forget
Be grateful be content look at what you had
Moving into the future remember things ain’t that bad
She is multi-talented,
Her writing skill is a dope.
Her speaking skills will lift you up,
Even if you are a Mope.
Though she major in Biology,
She's good with the use of tropes.
Despite her challenges,
She's find a way to cope.
She wakes up daily,
With a renew energy of hope.
Her future is assured,
She doesn't need any horoscope.
There will be a brighter day,
Her name shall be heard everywhere on the globe.
from now on. make sure you hear me!
your life will change, dull to cheery!
my fondness for you goes beyond!
i want to say i love you, hark!
please let me help you from the dark.
my compassion, now fire, passioned!
i see you've heeded, now your free.
from now on i see your coping,
now it's me that must stop moping!
give me hope, my heart beats for you!
please say you'll love me forever!
i'll give you no reason, never,
for you to doubt my love, it's true.
from now on, o yes, i'm hoping!
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Deceit injects hurt with its sting,
piercing a heart struggling to cope.
And reality starts to slip,
adrift with no anchor of Hope.
As trust wanes, lies proliferate:
snagged on the edge of deceit.
And innocence gets compromised;
for a sense of feeling complete.
It is hard to face betrayal:
summoning all your strength of will.
For love's illusion gets exposed;
purging dreams that may linger still.
Fueled by fear, doubts resurface,
threatening to destroy your heart.
And emotions intensify;
as memories tear you apart.
There's no shortcut past heartaches,
no magic spell, or quick undo.
And you drown in a sea of tears:
thinking love has abandoned you.
Yet love has never left your heart:
like a sponge, it absorbs your tears.
And Hope offers you a fresh start,
free of past frustrations and fears.
TO COPE
In the darkest moment, we still the light of hope
Are you going to use our telescope
Life is under a microscope
Nothing we can deal, nothing we can cope
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando November 24, 2016
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