Hope Poems | Examples of Hope Poetry

in the spring, when petals praise within the song of grace who’ll amaze beneath the silence of a gentle bud there is a power, power in the blood in the summer, when stories reveal hope so sacred, sacred enough to heal beyond the sun grows a life of wonder singing exultation in the raging thunder in the autumn, when leaves begin to weep there...

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1 Corinthians 13:13 And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity. Together – we wrote the story Together, we give God the glory Connected by the most powerful light Feelings that assure us of what’s right Together – we found our reason Together, throughout each season Joined by the most gentle song Promises who surely right...

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March Comes In Like A Lion Dandelion dance in the palm of my hand; a gentle bloom. I love my birthday flower. ...

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The high and the lows, strife and blows Through high tides, and angry winds, Hurricanes and tornadoes Life stalls, uncertainity builds, fear beckons and faith dissolves But with the last ounce of hope, i cling to Psalms 46:1 Daunting opposition flanks all directions , Laying bare fibres of my imperfections. Trust turned to ammunition, piercing the fabric of my unsuspecting fondness. The multitudes in...

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Magical Loving Veil. (3-2-1 syllables)....

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Moonlight sky- Shimmering like pearls above high. Below I stand, Chasing the dreams that fly. Stars may flicker- Moon shines bright. Soft winds rustle, Past the lashes of my eye.. Whispering the tales, That remain veiled. The cosmos holds that embrace, In which I find my solace.....

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Bowed down in prayer True contrition poured out there, Then love filled the air!...

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The squirrel’s hell is, for the hound, heaven. And the rain, thunder, which flatten leaven, Quench also the thirst of blossom’d flowers. Tears spring forth joyful, in equal power With grief and lost hope. Mourning by morning, laughing and crying Roller coaster emotions’ living, dying. The hurt exquisite, the joy so fleeting, My soul stretched to infinities meeting. I scream, then...

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I love you – even when the smile is shy I love you, even when I can’t say why I love you, when my tears just won’t dry I love you, with a love I can’t deny What breaks my heart completely, dear Are the tears that sting with dark fear The mourning that I so dread to hear The feelings...

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Come What May... When tears don’t say – because you pray It will be okay, when you see the light of day Time will reveal, the story of His will Whatever comes, whatever sorrow – so still I know the music of His grace in each glimpse of His face Glimpses of hope, portrayed on the sunrise, in the stars Glimpses of...

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Africa, The undiluted genealogy of humanity and humility The undisputed abode of nature Surrounded by wild bushes, forests, winding rivers, Uncountable mountains, endless valleys, sacred hills And unasailable caves The breeding ground for crocodiles, Gorilla's, Lions, Buffalo's And unquantifiable exotic animals The domicile of moonlight tales; Tales laced with valor and splendor Africa, Where the stars and the moon defiantly compete...

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When the night is soft and shadows sigh, I gather pieces of who I've been, Underneath a silver-breathing sky— The broken heart, the fractured skin. I’ve worn the weight of wordless ache, A cloak of silence stitched by stars, Still I rise, though pathways break, Barefoot tracing memory’s scars. The moon bends low with lantern light, A silent guide for those who roam, It whispers...

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A seed is planted, a stem breaks forth Leaves appear and buds grow north. In time a blossom begins to form Until a beautiful flower is born. We celebrate the magnanimous bloom Forgetting the seasons from seed to tomb Know times of trial, built the bouquet The perianth and the vibrant display. If your season is barren, missing God’s presence He is pruning and...

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of what use is poetry if insipid it borders on wicked words can lift the heart restore the soul ~ or drain the hope-supply ...

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Like birds flying high over the world, Words of love never unheard. Loud voices echo through different phases, No mistakes.., Just choices in these mazes. Walking threads, edge tight like a judge, Told me, “Be strong. Don’t budge.” They speak of light at tunnel's end, But what about the road we defend? The morals we bend, The lives we...

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