The Sun forgot to rise one day,
and never came again.
The stars blinked out like dying sparks–
the world went cold, and then...
the silence grew, the stories died,
and no one dared to dream.
But deep beneath the weight of dark,
inside a cave unknown,
one ember breathed–not bright, not bold,
but fiercely on its own.
It had the last of truth and fight,
a warmth that would not go.
It waits for hands not scared of dark,
for hearts that still believe,
It waits for someone brave enough.
to light what none could see,
The world thinks hope is gone for good–
but hope was always heat.
~hira~
Hanging on
By a thread
Trying to remember
What to believe
When hope is gone
And only dread remains
You strike a match
And let it burn
The candle flickers at both ends
For any respite the heart still yearns
Before the darkness again descends
Striving
Straining
Stumbling
Falling
She has forgotten how to fly
Forgotten how to try
Forgotten how to cry
Her eyes at last are dry
And finally
On bended knee
With hopeless heart
She tries to see
A better way
An brand new start
For former lies
She stands apart
And to her feet
She again will rise
Once again will come alive
She knows what it is to survive
She will never let it go.
You are my Rock, my Strong hold,
You’re the reason I can sing.
You’re my Hope in times of trouble,
You’re my Savior, You’re my King.
I stand amazed, You love me,
A sinner, a wretched soul.
Yet You give me refuge in the shadow of Your wings,
And lift me from the miry hole.
Each time I stumble, You catch me,
When I’m weak Your strength is more,
When my soul is heavy and my hope is gone,
You lead me to Your shore.
Then You sit with me, and we talk a bit,
You remind me of Your great love,
That its deeper, wider, and stronger still,
Than the Heavens are above.
That just because I can’t see You,
Doesn’t mean that Your not there.
And the times when I can’t feel You,
Doesn’t mean that You don’t care.
That my journeys not always an easy one,
Sometimes the mountains are hard to climb.
But I’ll always make it to the top,
If I keep Your hand in mine.
You say to keep going and don’t give up,
you haven’t finished with your plans.
And when I feel I can’t go on,
To remember with you I can.
You say you’ll always be here,
I’ll never walk alone.
That You will see me safely through,
Until you bring me home.
Lucky, we are, when safe and warm,
far from a calamitous storm,
but, in danger, we say a prayer,
seeking out that special one,
hoping she is there,
"We're slow. We can't outrun.
Please show us the sun.
Don't vanish in thin air."
While I am blessed with many a friend,
in hard times, I can depend
on them, but in the end,
when troubles are too great,
and I see the black swan,
and heaven's gate,
and all my hope is gone,
I put my faith upon
my lady, Fate.
There is only one man who I pity.
And it is he; for whom all hope is gone.
For there is not a day quite as shatty;
as a winter’s day in a porta john…
You swept through my life
A heartbreak with such strife
Unbearable force to break
My hearts natural light
Here I lie broken down
You have moved on
A fearless faceless clown
I pray for mercy
I pray for healing
But I know you devil
You will not be kneeling
My pure heart is now
So broken and bare
You have moved on
A lover to snare
I cry for you my
Loveless soul
All hope is gone
No longer whole
God will rebuild
My broken soul
Another love
Shall make me whole
Don't be a bad person often
Stop watering dead plants
Respecting each other nonsense
You only appreciated when needed
To have foolish pride not wise
You can't stop the drain when it's raining
What is there to life when plant is uprooted
A fish is dead when it is not in water
Hope is gone when love no more
Be contented when there is none
Everything you see comes from nothing
Have faith for all things are possibly done.
My days and nights merge strangely into one
The waning moon transforms to blazing sun,
and time no longer means a single thing
My sanity has flown on tempter's wing
I see the world in muted shades of grey
My words get tangled up each time I pray
My thoughts are lost inside an endless maze
I walk from room to room in silent daze
The meaning of existence murky still
No dogma and no creed the void can fill
There's only Christ; the rest is circumstance
That afterlife exists, I'll take the chance
I count the moments of each passing day,
and try to make it through them, come what may
They say its darkest just before the dawn
Before the sun appears, my hope is gone
This world, this place, this room is just a tomb
I lie enshrouded here in cloths of gloom
Oblivion will keep me company
Till resurrection day, don't look for me.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Flames in my soul are stired
Nothing cooling it down but air
Deep within my demon awaken
Doing nothing but ravages
What could move an hellian so much
Nothing but a touch from his past
Death to all he seeks
Death airs he reeks
Asmodeus heir has arrived
The seventh king has been crowned
Let all you mortals wail
For all you may do is his will
A calamitous divinity is born
All man's hope is gone
Who shall protect thee
For nonecan go against he
Who broke the leash?
A veil of chaos is unleashed
Let them call her here
For his morning star is all he hears
She couldn’t know what time would reveal.
She loves Him more than words can say.
all hope is gone, it’s surreal.
Tears escape as she tries to pray.
He is her son, her firstborn son.
And the answer to our prayers
She knows when all is said and done,
She’ll be left with grief-stricken tears.
She can see His struggle for air,
His life is coming to a close.
John is beside her, a sad pair.
Waiting, they’re lost in the shadows.
Filled with a pain she can’t explain,
Darkness falls, covering their souls.
This is heartless that’s inhumane.
This pain, no comfort can console.
She feels doom that comes to shatter,
Destroying hope of salvation,
When He is gone, what will matter?
Grief has come to all creation.
God’s only Son, Lamb of God, Love
Mary’s son and her Rescuer
With grace flowing down from above,
He saves. He’s a heart pursuer.
He is the way. I believe Him.
His love sustains, offers new hope,
To every heart that was once grim,
He gives them a new way to cope…
Mary mourned the One who had died,
But somehow, He survived the tomb,
Making a way to give up pride,
Finding the light who ends all gloom.
The end is nigh.
As the sun goes down
on my life aboard a Titanic-like ship,
infinitesimal time
is being sucked into death's vacuum.
Amid all the frenzy
and anguished screams,
a fiddler still carries on
with devil-may-care nonchalance.
He has accepted his fate,
but I'm in a race against time.
How much is left?
How much time
to regurgitate
all the things I've long digested?
The suppressed words
deep within me
that has rotted in abeyance?
How much time is left
to vomit all these unexpressed words
upon family and friends?
Will I finish in time
saying my final goodbyes
and expressing
how I truly feel to all and sundry?
Making apologies
for all slights I've ever caused?
Do I even bother visiting
regrets of unfinished dreams
or mulling over life not fully lived?
After all, these are slowly drowning with me.
All hope is gone,
but I do know one thing,
I shall make peace with the Lord,
praying that he has mercy
on my soul.
Where the world isn’t ready to listen
All alone you are
With the grey sky
A body which is helpless
A mind which is defeated
A feeling that’s gone
Stuck deep inside your grave
Hard to come out
And fight for your way
You are not anywhere near
A mellow filled with sunshine
And daisies but far away
Where the tides are rough
There isn’t any land
You are stuck in a rock
No one by your side
The echo of your voice hits in and out
coming back to you again
You give up now
You give up here
Hope is gone with the wind
Far away from where you stand
And the world isn’t ready to listen
Hope itself
Comes in a multitude of different ways
The kind or form that kills
The kind of hope
That won't pay the bills
That will not win you the lottery
Or save the world
Stop a loved one leaving
Loving you back or dying
The other kind of hope
Is that you tell others about
In order to give them hope
When all hope is gone
And you no longer believe in hope at all
And you hope they won't find out
Hopefully whilst you are still in sight
Left hoping you didn't
Didn't give them or provide them hope
When they eventually discover and realize
Hope sadly in reality
Is both cruel and desperately unfair
Only ends up being turned from hope
Into hopeless
In my darkest hour I know you are there,
When all hope is gone from my life,
I know you will always care.
Though not here physically,
I can still feel you beside me.
A gentle touch, a summer breeze,
The feel of your spirit reaching out to me.
A gentle mist kissing my face,
Sending back those memories of another time and place.
Oh how I long to be with you, no matter what I don’t care,
To walk again with you in a time and place that we shared.
In the vast theatre of our souls;
Where your feelings play their roles.
Emotions dance in an endless array;
A symphony of colours, day and night.
JOY, unveils its majestically magnificent and mesmerizing wings;
Like the mother thrush, it sweetly sings.
It lifts us past the nine clouds;
In jubilant moments, when wrapped in merry shrouds.
Yet, SADness has its own grace;
a defected gust, a disconsolate embrace.
In sooth, it cleanses wounds, that time has weaved;
From tears, new strength is perceived.
ANGER, displayed as a fiery might;
The tempest fierce, a deadly plight.
For sooth anger drives us on
'Tis' the solution, when hope is gone
Love, is not an emotion but art;
A pure bond of trust, heart-to-heart.
A force even the almighty can't destroy;
A glamorous job, a man could employ.
So, I ask thou embrace these feelings, pure;
Through ebbs and tides, we will endure
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