Lost Hope Poems - Poems about Lost Hope

Look out for the flickering lights; I heard some glass shattering shards geting swallowed in the hurricane's tyranny and tyranny pleading at patriarchy's feet. Look out for the desparation; penetrating out of familiar, rough gilded eyes flowers wrapped in hands withering over time and love swirling among the rusted frames    of oldest bus stand of town....

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The sound of wheels on tarmac Keeps me focused Keeps me grounded Keeps me present The sound of wheels on tarmac Takes me farther and farther away From everything I have ever known Chained up like a worthless dog The sound of wheels on tarmac Reminds me that rebellion Always comes at a price You just have to decide if it’s worth the prize The sound of...

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Hope was there for a long time... Creeped several efforts to climb Now it faded away by the pause It is lost because there is a cause... ...

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I don't know what to do, I don't know where to start they've told me I've got cancer and it's torn my world apart they told me they could treat it, but they had to operate I asked them "what's my chances" they said "that's down to fate" I had to tell my husband, which really didn't bode to...

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Blatant chaos. Colorful lights mark our path. Distant waves confuse my sight. Heads driven into madness, minds broken. Avoiding the edge. Lost in silence we found our souls. Vibes of mint and echoes of lemon. Wake from your dream, I am deeply amused. Venting ash from cosmic depressions. Quantum fear descends the tension. Life is great, I have learned my lesson....

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I’m so far from perfect. Sometimes, I let fears discourage me. Many times, I let shadows worry me. Sometimes, I let the tears fall silently. Other times, I can’t seem to find a way to breathe… Through the pain, the dread, the dismay, All those things that make me feel so much shame. I’m so far from perfect, you see! There are days...

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Oh, say can you see, All the dead by the sea? What so proudly we hailed, Now we put them in jail! And the dawns early light, Obviously, there's been a fight! With AR15s, We've sent a lot to heaven! Who's broad stripes, And bright stars, ...

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So many men who take And in doing so cause damage and Heart break To women who must put the pieces back together They rise up from the pain They start looking once again In the stormy weather For this beautiful thing called love They rise above The pain With new hope again Only to meet the same or worse calibre as...

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I saw some mouses and Two multicoulored snakes. The snakes Hunted The mouses. After seeing those Two venomous And dangerous  Reptiles , I stoped Labouring the ground To chase the snakes. Luckly one of Them failed Into my hands. It was a victim With No hope to survive As it always Known Dangerous Animal in many Rural communities. One man took it To the far bush, And the...

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We are victims Tied with common fetters Loosed in thoughts of varied choices and desires Loosely searching to make ends meet: The meeting at this spot, Either to go or stay, is a choice. We are victims Of the policies of pain Emitted to drive us crazy, We are on the street , though not crazy. Destroying our common patrimony. In futility,...

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May be, something better is coming As the roadblocks are growing Although, it's demanding a lot And I feel like i am totally lost But may be its the cost So that, later on I won't be mocked Yes, it sucks When it's not working When it's continuously hurting When most of it seems worthless Rendering me clueless May be I am a...

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How is it my fault that I took a leap of faith Like any naive girl in townships looking for good life I mixed with wrong people who promised me soft life in Dubai Excitement journeyed my mind to things I can buy Little did I know I was sold a lie Girls are labeled slay queens to...

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Slowly she creeps into the hearts into the minds into the mist of fleeing sun. Hiding the sheen of dappled doe masking the eyes of prey and foe. Holding for ransom a thin moon’s hope as puppeteer stars stringlessly float under canopied darkness of sunset’s lost hope. ©2/24/2022 The Night Sky Poetry Contest...

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Flying from out of the eerie world of spirits The Sphinx has come to crouch and pose : 'To close Pandora's Box ...

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Nudnick By Sy Roth Self, I say Self, Wake up. Your ganglions Are asleep again. Wakey, wakey… Those around you, nudnick, Are whirling dervishes Those who come and go In the Speakeasys of their lives And I am a silent partner. Wake up dammit It’s slipping away You’re letting it slip away While the humped dowagers Prepare their casseroles For the hungry men who’ve passed. See in their...

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