Short False Hope Poems
Short False Hope Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about False Hope by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about False Hope by length and keyword.
L ife’s greatest creation
O ffering false hope to those who cry,
V exation to those who long for it [this
E verlasting lie]
glib smiles and handshakes
empty promises and lies
you offer false hope
evil intent is hidden
your true soul is well disguised
I
Hope dances in sparkling terms
II
Dashed justice equals ascerbic lives
III
Hope sparkles like false diamonds in South Africa
Writing into the night,
attempting to fill voids
of an empty life and
plaster over the pain.
Words offer false hope,
daylight, harsh truth.
She said no
Showing maybe hope
Of one chance
That could be
But there was just nothing there
Vibes false hope
Russell Sivey
Form – Shadorma -- 3/5/3/3/7/5
False hope
Arrogance
Misunderstandings
Unwelcome
False story
Found out
Deceit
Unkind
False promises
Lies
Never to be trusted again
Ever
Until tomorrow
Spiritual draftsmen,
builders of walls
Demanding blind homage,
tithes of false hope
Fortressing darkness,
ministering fear
Evangelist’s rumbling
—prophets who quake
(Rosemont College: July, 2021)
You smile.
You wave.
It's false hope,
You gave.
I loved.
I hoped.
You rejected.
I coped.
My heart.
My soul.
Is jaded
You know.
(From)
You're smile.
You're wave.
The false hope
You gave.
Before you fall,
you’ve got to stand
Your voice once stalled,
no reprimand
The paradigm floats,
on swamps that drain
Where praise cries out,
false hope again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Morning is never coming
for we live in the dark,
and hands touch with false hope
that tomorrow we will not bear the mark;
for the hand that touches
is cold sharp and gray
and blinds us from morning,
bleeding us away.
Before you fall,
you’ve got to stand
Your voice once stalled,
fates reprimand
The paradigm floats,
on swamps that drain
Where praise cries out
—false hope again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
A gravestone.
It says Sheila Ryan, died aged 59
A devoted mother
Here clinging to the hillside
Striving, for the solemn white cross at the top
Standing
quiet,
unmoving,
unsympathetic.
As soil creep carries the believer down the hill.
Form:
for dreams last so long,
destined for what might have been-
indulged in false hope
I chose: "You Were Meant for Me" -Jewel
September 2, 2019
Sing Me a Senryu Contest
Maureen McGreavy
Abandon the quest for luck,
Luck is the product of false hope,
The life you live is purposeful, divine,
Pick up your faith, hold it firmly,
Remember to love your self first,
That you may love others,
Know then the blessings received are divinely ordained.
Death knock unwelcome
Ego unprepared
Clinging to false hope
Till the very end
Life replay regret
Heartbeat soon stops
The veil lifted
What lies beyond
Same as within
The mind games
Continue
Desires spew
Replay
The same
Phew
26-January-2021
I’d rather have the satisfaction of not having regrets.
Rather than chasing false hope in the form of delusion.
I will give you my dignity.
In exchange for sanity.
So that I don’t have to be locked away any longer.
And I can shrivel into the alley once more.
Isn’t time cruel
Never stable or forgiving
When you’d forfeit everything
Just to feel something
When it’s all broken
And you have no more tears to cry
When all you have is false hope
And it seems you might survive
You’re fooling yourself
You’re nothing more than an iron butterfly
Crush,
How perfect you are,
In my eyes,
In my heart.
Crush,
How sweet you are,
When you open your mouth,
Or maybe when you just shut your eyes.
Crush,
How misery I felt,
When you lied,
When you gave me false hope.
Crush,
It is you,
After all,
In every way,
In my heart.
False hope, I extinguish it all.
All your light, snuffed in my swallow.
Swallow hard flushing pretense down,
down choking as you expel false.
False flickers like a warning sign,
sign off with that last signature.
Signature you claim to detest,
detest with ease what is not false.
Caged up in the brain’s shackles of lust and lies
Rags of despair disillusion and utter reformed thoughts hang
Puddles of thick perverse actions gather and stain crimson
For he is a mirage of false hope cascading over your senses
Then final reiteration of the branded instant’s ultimate sound.
Dark lines betray
A lover's soul
Shadows cast
Within the tunneled alleyways
Hidden beneath
Sun sparkled peaks
Traps sprung in loneliness
Baited in despair's longing
Scented
With false hope
Watched over
By predatory pain
A rat scurries
In the silence.
John G. Lawless
1/7/2020
pipe dream
false hope
in a future
together
unrealistic
irrational
internalized
rose colored
clouds that
cover up the
truth of reality
there is no hope
for a future together
now
truly there was
never ever any
chance of a life
time together
it was all just a
fantasy
The dice always lands on that zero
And what are the odds, zero
Even so, why bother?
Because luck is an illusion
Luring us the losers to confusion
With false hope, living us bitter
Stuck in this infinite losing streak
That you so badly want to break
In this game you can’t win
Until you really sin
talking to yourself
in/comprehensible jumbles
matching the striped suits
of paper authors clutched
into soft pillows
dreaming of salvation
army bookworms
marching to the cadence
of false hope
waiting for the last
merciful black door
to open wide enough
to let the vapors
seep back into the void
Woke up this morning to the pitter patter of raindrops
Thought it was your heart beating next to mine
But alas, it was only the raindrops beating on my window sill
That had given me false hope of your presence
When I reached out you weren't there
So sad ..So sad ..So sad
Pitter patter …Pitter patter…Pitter patter …………