Long Hopelessness Poems
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Old Dreams
In the evening when the moonlight;
Gently falls on land and sea.
Old dreams come like wolves at midnight;
Come to howl and torment me.
Dreams of youth their glory ended;
Fall behind sweet sorrow's vale
Dreams of love by sorrow riven,
Like the desert winds do wail.
Dreams are foolish, so uncertain,
Each of us a price must pay.
For we must rise to meet the morrow,
Rise to face another day.
Still tis hard for oft they linger,
At the edges of the heart.
Dear yet ever so illusive,
They tarry long and don't depart.
Sadness creeps into my chamber,
When I think of long ago.
When hope danced to the mystic music,
No one else but I could know.
Dreams like vapors, quickly rising
Rise like smoke and fade away.
Unachieved and unaccomplished,
At the breaking of the day.
My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease?
You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…
And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?
I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home
Nourish me…and be my beloved friend
Will this friendship last forever?
Hopefully it has no end
Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?
Because of you…I feel the need to run
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal
And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome
My atrocious anxiety?
I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom –
Vibrant with glee
Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight
I awake from a distant dream....
Thinking of all I'd seen
Remembering what was in my mind's eye
Sad thoughts of a time gone by
I remember the heat of the desert and dangers of camouflage men
of small remote villages.......and the people within
I recall a child.......I can still see her smile
Black was her hair, her hands they were oh so small
I can still see her face.........I remember it all
Erelah, yes that was her name
ever since I met her, my life's not been the same
She'd come to our station almost everyday
coming for her hunger, always to play
running round and round, hiding from us all
I still hear her laughter........ I remember it all
Such a small girl, born into a ruthless world
A world where men prey upon men, and life is simply discarded like sand to the wind
Sunlight and shadows
One illuminates while the other falls
Days become weeks, as distant voices call............
Messages of distress come over the wire
speaking of death, fire
of a small village, of evil men who rape, murder, and pillage
Cloaked with the tools of Azreal, the tarmac erupts
Awash in wind and sand, we are lifted into the air
Nap-of-the-earth quickly, mountains, valleys pass by fast
Distant souls burning, as we come upon the village at last
Pyre smoke engulfs the senses, swirling around and round
Hovering high above, we swiftly descend to the ground
Toils of men are soon revealed in the dawn's light
The departed are scattered about as we scour for life
One burnt structure to another
We find nothing but hopelessness and despair
Only the dead and the dying, Iblis has been here
I peer into a doorway, and to my sadness I see
Little Erelah laying by her mother, still deep in a dream
But from this dream she'll not awake, nor shall she ever play
for her innocence and life were taken, both on this day
Never to learn to read, never to learn to write
Never to run and sing again, due to man's mindless strife
I promised to protect the children ever since that day
And always defend them against man's evil ways
And never ever forget her
That angel from above, or her simple message
LOVE.........
To me she was a moment of Spring, in a lifetime of endless Winter
She is but a dream..........
Tears silently spill, falling freely from my eyes; they pool within my heart, reflecting the hopelessness and desperation etched upon the faces of destitute people, begging on the streets. I am abased. Compassion pleads for me to stop and offer them real help, not just toss a few coins and move on. But I am weak. Embarrassed, I hand them my loose change and walk away: head hung low. Hunger does not smile on an empty stomach, and the sun does not shine in the shadows. There are no happy endings to life's grim facts; society's rejects exist on scraps of charity and the bitter dregs of indifference, handed to them by fate. My soul isn't tethered to high places: it cries out for the urchins living on the streets. The intolerable loneliness and insignificance of their lives have left me overwhelmed and despondent: always on the verge of a tear. And my mood is one of melancholy and disappointment: for I've failed my fellow man, and my conscience shames me into admitting it.
sympathetic smiles
and a compassionate heart...
precious currencies
Man can not live by bread alone
How much long
Does it take a man
To be educated
Beyond it Tommy
How much longer
Will it take to change
A fool who chose
Destruction in exchange
Of self satisfaction
How much more longer
Will it take the hopelessness
To be turn to hopefulness
In the third world nations
Like Nigeria
I wonder how many
Bread can stop the hunger
Of a greedy man
I wonder how money
Can satisfy their greed
I know it numbers
Must be endlessly
So is the prove
That the stability
Of humanity can't be born
From such a man cos
Man can not live by bread alone
It’s amazing to me
That we can’t see
The need and desire to be free
It’s simple to be
The commonality
Break the chains
That bind your reins
To do no less
Would be insane
Seriously you don’t care?
Is that hopelessness in the air?
Why so sad? you feeling glum?
You just realize you’re a working bum?
It’s ok to feel sad
But much better to get mad
Anger shows your alive
Complacency inhibits our ability to thrive
Turn off the P’s
Phones, Pads, and PC’s
Disconnect and reflect
Look around
Listen to the sound
Don’t be lost
Be found
Eric (and sometimes not)
October 12 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on John 19-20
Key Verse – John 19:11 Jesus answered, Thou couldest have no power at all against me, except it were given thee from above: therefore he that delivered me unto thee hath the greater sin.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY POWERFUL DELIVERER
Lord God, You are my powerful Deliverer,
always upholding me with Your hand
Thank You for Your assurance of salvation whereupon my soul does stand
Against unbelief bearing doubts marked by accusing demand---
Here am l grateful for Your Gospel of compassion brand.
Lord God, You are my powerful Deliverer,
always releasing me from guilt’s judgment
Thank You for Your testament that anchors my redemption-settlement
Against sins and iniquities causing hell’s punishment---
Here am I adorned with Your forgiveness-garment.
Lord God, You are my powerful Deliverer,
always guarding me as Your disciple
Thank You for Your Bible truth of life-building principle
Against unrighteousness causing my ministry involvement to cripple---
Here am I upheld by Your foundation no one can topple.
Lord God, You are my powerful Deliverer,
always healing me in my brokenness
Thank You for Your invitation for me to come to Your throne of graciousness
Against hopelessness-pain and piercing restlessness---
Here am I beseeching You with prayerful steadfastness.
Lord God, You are my powerful Deliverer,
always loving me so dearly
Thank You for Your compassion that makes me approach You sincerely
Against hatred, deceit, pride, hypocrisy and lies lurking secretly---
Here am I repentant while approaching You humbly and meekly.
Lord God, You are my powerful Deliverer,
always enclosing me with Your care
Thank You for Your sanctification with Your mercy’s nurturing welfare
Against anxiety and misery that cause grievous affair---
Here am I yielded to You midst the Holy Ghost’s protective stare.
Lord God, You are my powerful Deliverer,
always reaching to me for my faith’s strengthening
Thank You for Your truths I keep on gaining while learning
Against falsities and follies that bring wisdom-staining---
Here am I worshipful while my character You are refining.
if my voice could breath sweet melody
and loom across the ancient sea
shall crimson lips breath thy last goodbye
northern winds shall carry sweet reply
unto a gloomy grave thus thine fled
the Norwegian Theresa I vow to wed
and thou I be in dreadful loneliness
leap from the ocean tide in hopelessness
many the days thy face appears
hidden in a moist and misty veil
'tis my love that shall prevail
and thou thyself myself doth cheer
I watched the wounded night fade
twilight's sky turn to jade
a jeweled crown the day renown
for of my pilgrimage have settled down
thou my spirit wonders forth
from the Viking cities of the north
unto the seven seas of mythology
remaining true without apology
a sultan’s palace and the throne
what sorrow brings to sail alone
and turn my eyes unto the south
journeying to the Nile's mouth
for; lo what changes time can bring
and hear thine heavenly voice but sing
what incantation life may bring, yet, I care not
this beleaguerment 'twas what I sought
and caught the twilight while yet aflame
calling Theresa, Theresa my Norwegian dame
Reality set in, I was with the 8th wonder; days are limited of happiness
I confronted something inside; backed to a corner; which was sadness
Have no room for it; but no control; when it comes to, this kind of madness
I can only imagine how horrible it will be to live through this; hopelessness
My will be strong, for no honor would be found in giving into this weakness
Everyone has to learn to live without their best form of a lifetime's governess
There's no twelve steps, past this afflictions kind of relentlessness
But within my age, I will never be consumed by despair such as this
For I have found and burned the devils grimoire; in no form does it deserve to exist
Look like
The main reason we bury people
is because of the shell decomposed
If time went backwards
Santa was a country
dancer
Would undertakers take bodies back
to a crying family
and pay them
for letting them drive their newly deceased around
If time went backwards would God loose the idea of creation
Cats could jump backwards really high
What would a frog pig look like
Permits me i to juice our intro
Does the last person
Automatically bee the best at everything
If there was
Clear holes are more dangerous
Clearly E
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Yours are chomping
I kinda wanna see the sun stop
Call a lab or berate
the missing
Poisoning our mushrooms
What kills hope
The hopeless do
I hop in hopelessness
Why is a gorgeous word
I meant let’s take the question
Every why is it’s own entity
What if it’s screamed WHY
has a tragedy happened
Or whispered over a hand
Why not y
Why not always it’s rebuttal
I mention submarines but subtlety
Y starts with a double you
quite quiet quitely quietly
See if you think about it
was everything an it until it was named
Here Samael got a job for
There is these nasty ers
I am gonna send
I know your a bit weird
You can do what you want to them
For how long-I will get back to you
Sorry sometimes I have plays during my poetry
God -played by me
Lucifer- also played by me
Music and original score-was produced by silence
Hanging a hammock between the letter Y
Looking at the sky never concerned with the
Like this I am no question
Using a Y like a catapult
It’s question only reaching so far
Why would you leave me
Why would you
Why am I hear
I never wondered
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