Hope Poems | Examples of Hope Poetry

Hope is not a flame — it’s the ash that stays warm. It’s the whisper in a riot, the calm inside a storm. It’s a tear that dries itself, a laugh after the pain, the strength to keep walking through heartbreak and rain. Hope can be cruel, a flicker, then gone, but even the lost will keep stumbling on. It hides in the cracks, in the words left...

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Though it is not in our power to make sorrow no sorrow, yet it is in our power to take it. He may have been tough on the outside, judged by what he looked like, But deep down he was gold-hearted and went beyond lending a helping hand. Their stirring moments still and small, speak loudest when pride would rather...

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It’s love that wipes away my tears Shadow of the rain shower clears And I’m warmed by the gentle night He bids my soul peace to delight It’s faith that reminds of His grace With Him, there’s nothing I can’t face Surprised by One who can unite He bids my soul peace to delight It’s hope that sings a song of life And I...

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I’ve been here before at this event horizon Is it shadow? Nothingness? Heat? A death a fire of refinement The pressure madness? The spaghettification of my timeline rage, doubt, clout drawn into this pull Is there a transformation for the pain? Oh, lovely essence beautiful and fair Are there only shadows, or does light reign? Igniting my everlasting soul's prayer To nurture a flame from heaven's domain I search for holy ground,...

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Some thoughts on the subject of going with the flow. Some different viewpoints that you may want to know. Don’t fight against the current it knows where it should go. It avoids the obstacles dashing to and fro. How should we see a person going with the flow? They may be seen as lazy or even just slow. Pitching the oars...

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I’m not there yet and that’s ok Two steps forward one and half step backward The war is won by inches not feet I’ve been here and my vision is blurred That’s ok because I know the fog isn’t forever Sometime you have to take a hit to get a hit Bittersweet deserves its own hotel key Despite it all I still...

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We are but patches in life’s quilt— Tangled together, Woven as one. Pull on a thread, Watch us unravel. Ignore my thread, and I disappear. Ragged, jagged knots. Rocks in my fists. Bound in silence, Kneeling like a penitent saint, Hands stigmata-bright on shattered glass. A disciple of death. I watch behind the curtain: Frayed. Treacherous. Mister looks my way. Sad eyes, owlish. Kohl-ringed and ostentatious. Painted into empty space. Looking like a...

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In this abyss, where senses fade, A labyrinth of fears, eyes stick to spade A choice self-made, a soul betrayed, In pale moonlight, a tearful price is paid Man without a shrine, longing for time, A barren altar, with no falter, heart in chains, Death’s embrace, leaves no trace, Echoes remain, whispering in pain. Silence. No more pain. In bleakest dreams, her face indiscernibly...

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Early Sunrise golden dawn in view new orb splatters orange tints birds’ songs fill the air signs of divine grace from sky spread bright hues of hope on earth gilded orb ascends summer warmth spreads in the space nature starts anew ...

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I hear the palm trees bristle do they not like the breeze could they be angry that the sun ...

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COME TO THE WATERS "Come all you who are thirsty, come to the waters..."Isaiah 55:15 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Childhood home woven with integrity, parents steadfast, their moral compass strong. But talk of faith was silent, ...

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Noon simmers a chamomile lavender Like the summer rain that resembles diamond tears The tea pot serenades my senses with aroma rays of hope My favorite mug sports a Sunday best just waiting for service to begin Your Saturday mug is game time ready in a classic all white number You are spreading the sandy toasted bagels with butter...

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To the World Leaders Lyrics by Nobuntu Ntobela Please check out her page and poetry, Thank you. Hope is our mother. That nurturing warm woman. She is a flow of living waters over a dessert land. Refreshing your soul, outpouring life. Intoxicating your reality, birthing you into the promise land. We are unnourished children thirsty for milk, desperate for just...

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"Prisoner of Shadows" Bhot sannata hai iss kamre main Khamoshi chubh si rhi hai Khidkiyon se guzarti hawa Andhere se , uub si rahi hai Aur ab main uss duniya main hun Jahan sirf andhera hai Jaha na accha hai na bura Sirf tanhaiyon ne ghera hai Yahan paani main chlne ki awazein hain Kon mujhe har lamha dekh rha hai Dar lagta...

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I saw a butterfly in the sky from a memory a tear came to my eye through transcendence it had arrived it wasn’t in any way contrived our oneness with loved ones passed will always last the truth is no longer masked we are one the die is cast life is good when understood through the Light nothing can hide from it...

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