Hope Rima Poems | Examples
These Hope Rima poems are examples of Rima poems about Hope. These are the best examples of Rima Hope poems written by international poets.
In the still of dawn, tears fall, heartbroken
Sorrows murmur of the past’s distant dread
Words won’t come and the fear goes unspoken
As my soul seeks, unsure of what’s ahead
My mind wanders to light I can soak in
Knowing my soul will read those things unsaid
Singing grace through the night’s quiet shadows
And tears play in the verses I compose
In the silence, where wind reflects Fall’s praise
Blows gentle rhythms of faith, hope and love
Praying to the One who’ll always amaze
When He’s with me, there comes peace like a dove
There is music in the warmth of His gaze
Singing grace that will lead to heaven above
Whatever comes, despite the worst I’ve known
He promised me I’ll never be alone
In the breath of kindness that comes from Him
I’m sure that this love is His greatest gift
This is love that will last, it’ll never dim
It prepares me for the light who’s adrift
Seeking from me, this praise so like a hymn
In the air, grace and wonder come so swift
Because I know Him who blesses my soul
With Him, there’s a promise I’ll be made whole.
The earth, the population's burden's beast -
we take its flesh, its skin, and blood and bones.
We fight for its spoils. Terror is unleashed.
We have graduated from throwing stones -
mankind, once a hope, soon to be deceased.
Can you hear the hot, fevered beast's last moans?
Beneath our planet's provident blue sky,
we'll kill ourselves before the beast can die.
Hebrews 13:5 “Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.”
(fiction like a chocolate chip cookie - with morsels of truth)
he left my mother, when I was just a child
she was left broken, with fearless abandon
lessons came in many forms, often quite mild
melting into heart’s war she knew she’d land in
struggling to see the good in this rejection
knowing these are feelings she will soon stand in
leaving, without a grasp of lost affection
he wasn’t empathetic to her gentle soul
it seems he never valued their connection
abandoned by the love that made her heart whole
she struggled through the pain, starved of any hope
recalling, faith would lead her toward her goal
assured that someday she’d learn just how to cope
after she’d walked this road, almost a tightrope
Love stirred my soul, rousing an aspiring fire
passions swelled, feelings exploded with delight
gentling hope and grace soared higher and higher
whispers of joy pour out stars across the night
stilling the shadows with songs of careful bliss
moon beckons to the spirit, glowing so bright
only God knows how I long for morning’s kiss
life reminds me why there are no words so sure
as the sincere dreams of one I’ll always miss
from a faithful heart who will ever endure
the sadness and pain, grief filled with darkest shame
these are the times when love’s music will secure
there are times when I know my doubt is to blame
still, His love prompts me with PRAISE I must proclaim
Breath of light, casting shadows over the night
Soothing stars and moon in her gentle embrace
Hurling nervous sea against beaches so white
Gentling the surf with a calm time can’t erase
Cobalt sprays fall against the sandcastle reefs
Stirring wells of euphonious tones of grace
Mists of joy, glazing the trembling cloverleafs
Sunlight glow murmuring peace to the coastline
Sand dollar stories emitting soul beliefs
Playing through my heart, songs no man can define
Bruised thoughts fill my mind, singing praises to Him,
Who guides my spirit, causing my light to shine
Across the beach, into the sea, hearts will swim
Compelled by laughter, joy seeks the light so still
Jesus wants more than just living on a whim
He loves His children and means their hearts to fill
He amazes, nothing can be more real
Love deeper than the sun who eases dawn’s chill
Dew drenched mists flow across quiet seas to heal
These are the days God gave to ease our spirit
He is the light to whom I’ll forever kneel
Walk in the light, there’s no reason to fear it
His tears are falling on the wind, just hear it
The old year fades, its echoes drifting light,
A newborn spark ignites the midnight sky.
We laugh, we drink, we dance into the night,
A fleeting wish, a dream that longs to fly.
Resolutions sworn in candle’s sight,
Yet whispered vows may fade as days go by.
But in this hour, with hope and love we glow,
The past behind, the future yet to show.
In shadows cast by trees that once stood tall
The whispers of the past in silence dwell.
Where laughter echoed, now the lost birds call,
And memories, like echoes, fade to hell.
The winds blow harsh, and through the ruins crawl,
A haunting chill that weaves a mournful spell.
Each broken stone, a tale of grace long gone,
In desolate beauty, hope has moved on.
On an as is where is basis, let’s accept
ourself as consciousness as this body-mind,
recognising we’re limited and inept,
floundering about through life, as do the blind,
fears and desires unable to intercept,
yet hope that truth of our soul will be divined.
It’s clear we need to slow down the flow of thought,
if we wish to transcend mind and be self-taught.
Just as the waves of the ocean ebb and flow,
we observe that thoughts too rise and fade away,
so by simply witnessing, we make them slow,
nonchalance holding all attachments at bay,
whence in depths of staid stillness we get to know,
that we’re not this feeble form, doomed to decay.
When thoughts recede, our heart not head takes the lead
and bliss pheromones within begin to breed.
If silence be the way, what is there to learn
from pastor’s sermons or a religious text,
since only when we transmute in body urn,
will the throb of bliss magnetism be annexed,
for which presence must choose to willingly burn,
that lower mind dies, which mostly remains vexed?
A day comes when we recognise in plain sight,
that who we are in truth, is God’s living light.
After the end of all the loudest times
A poet breathed in yet another breath
Finally prepared to present his rhymes
About love and hate, even life and death
Prepared to give stories with falls and climbs
To tell the tale of Mark, Calvin, and Seth
Many more indeed was planned to be told
Every story worth more indeed than gold
He went out giving stories from his lips
He told and put people in raptured spell
His normal words seemed to do tricks and flips
He gave stories from his deep inner well
He proclaimed heroics and he bowed dips
He did that until his endless joy fell
His great morale and hope not even spared
For behold not even one person cared
He begged and begged to those listeners dull
Each of those precious tales he tried to give
He tried, tried, to make those people’s lives full
They may have survived but refused to live
So the bard was forced to not save their souls
Each soul silent as under sedative
So, sorry to leave the hopeless, he left
Left unable to share those works so deft
These memories will never go away,
That girl has my soul and my heart she stole.
Burdens i carry, haunt me to this day,
It seems that even love, will take its toll.
I tried and tried to make her stay
But now my heart has this whole
I fall apart at night, lost in moonlight,
waiting for the sun to come reignite
Il put my pain in these words and hope it never returns
I'm disgusted at myself and all of my habits
I'm still trying to heal from all of lifes burns
But im stuck here with my empty medicine cabinets
I feel the earth in rotation , as it slowly turns
My heart races looking at you, we are like rabbits
I learned over time that nothing lasts forever
Like a moment lost in time that youl always treasure
I loved to stargaze on a warm Summer's night
Living in a country village as a boy
The twinkling stars appeared amazingly bright
Providing hours of imaginative joy
A splendorous, almost spiritual sight
Which kids in cities never got to enjoy
And many have yet to see a starry sky
But I hope they get the chance before they die
Imagine billions of stars scattered above,
Like sparkling diamonds set on infinite black
Away from the city's grinding push and shove
Picture yourself lying down flat on your back
Beholding creation, basking in God's love
Silently listening to Nature's soundtrack
Feeling connected, as a part of it all
Looking up in awe, watching shooting stars fall
Someone I used to know I saw today.
It’s been ten years or more I saw her last
although she didn’t live too far away
from where I live, but time goes by so fast.
How gracious this lady named Donna Kay -
who occupies small spaces from my past;
those short conversations I had with her
are fragments that now have become a blur.
There was with this acquaintance no real chat.
I looked at pictures she had drawn instead.
She’d painted! I’d nearly forgotten that.
I also learned she loved the color red.
Next to her red casket her eldest sat.
For ten days now dear Donna has been dead.
Though my whispered words fell on Donna’s shell,
I hope her soul still heard my last farewell.
DOUBT
Do I have cause to doubt what I’ve been told
Yet background whispers say that it is fine
Can I perceive the lies as they unfold
But deep inside, the hesitation’s mine
And now my blood is starting to run cold
Like winter frost that’s running up the vine
With truth, I’m sure that one can always tell
So I’ll have faith, and hope that all is well
"To see in color is a delight for the eye but to see in black and white is a delight for the soul". - Andri Cauldwell
Just an old photograph, in black and white
No dye to reflect the calm of hope’s song
Shadows blow across the heart’s golden light
Snapshot comes alive, a soul seems so strong
Image of light and love, sure to excite
Singing wonder through hearts all their lifelong
While the past will remind me of His grace
There’s joy that nothing on earth can replace
Just an old photograph, meant to inspire
Faded thoughts echo a silent prayer
Black and white beauty I always admire
Wonder from a heart who is still aware
Eager breaths of elation start a fire
Just an old photo who was meant to share
In the end, I hope the heart will believe
Love snapped a photograph for those who grieve.
As the night fell on a world who keeps turning
joyous thoughts remind my heart of what’s coming
pretty lights, paper and presents, I’m learning
beautiful spirit who’s clearly forthcoming
twilight reflects how heart and soul are yearning
this music who abides is purely numbing
when I pray, evoke the light that is glowing
Pouring wonder from a heart, gently flowing
As moments fade, I welcome the coming year
time for exciting dreams to be brought to life
snow brushes my breath, washing away my fear
vowing, as I reflect, there’s an end to strife
come what may, hope will silence my every tear
sweet dreams so thick, you can’t cut them with a knife
this is the time my heart races and decides
Whatever comes, love brings wisdom who provides