Dashing Hopes Poems | Examples


Common Sense Returns

The country spoke in numbers strong
rejecting notions, we knew were wrong.
Porous borders against our laws,
defund police, those thoughts are flawed.

In regards to the letters,
DEI and CRT
return to the alphabet
where you should be.

Retail theft, okay with them
no consequence, they steal again.
Gender care or mutilate,
once its done, it's too late!

Men compete in women's sports,
dashing hopes and wins they thwart.
To all of those who've broken in
the time has come, deports begin.

So common sense
once more shall reign,
as America returns
to great again!
Form: Rhyme

Bridge of Emptiness

At the bridge of emptiness 
Heavenly gallows stood watch
At humanity’s travails
As suffer-woods blaze in the furnace of toils 

Ashes of desperation scatter
Forming thick mist of pain 
Hovering over all mankind
Scarring all, till it becomes her skin 

The bridge of emptiness stretches on
With nowhere to seek refuge
Only echoes of haunting filled the air
Shrouding the void in enigmatic allure

Throes of previous life rendered naught
 The Longing for peace,a dying ember 
pierced through by shadows of despair
Dashing hopes etched on Tomorrow’s mane

At the bridge of emptiness
Anguish holds her sway 
Till the Night lost her eyes 
Awaiting humanity’s judgement day


Premium Member Seven Years Young

dunking into the water
dismally falling apart
dashing hopes of little boy
never minds says his mommy
we will build sandcastles now
beach is a wonderful place
it fans imagination


Written 5-15-2020
Contest: Finish Line in Seven
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Chose Prompt number 2 Paper Boats
Checked syllable count with www.howmanysyllables.com

Another Fall

Another defeat befalls her day,
finding herself in that poignance dismay,
leaving that yearning minds once again,
grazing by thorns, along that bloody lane.

Dashing hopes, he always grants her,
with her yelling hurt, yet she pleases her dear,
eyes pretending, in dark despair she lies,
her blissful moments, in their everlasting goodbyes.

Farseeing a blind, what awaits her fate,
deprived of a past, in weary she waits,
a downpour it heaps, who else will solace?
victim she becomes, in his devilish disgrace.

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