Hope World Poems | Examples
These Hope World poems are examples of World poems about Hope. These are the best examples of World Hope poems written by international poets.
I love curling up with a great book
especially when It is gently raining
What it lacks in physical exercise
it makes up for in thought reframing
I can go anywhere and do anything
to see how those different folks live
Or ride in a rocket to the farthest star
full of curiosity just to see what gives
I can take part in a harvest of blue
as the blueberries drip from my lips
Or contemplate if my future destiny
includes sealing wax & sailing ships
I hope to carry all that I’ve learned
in my mind until I have passed away
But lest I forget this important fact
that carpe diem means seize the day!
the world suffers
by our hands we destruct
leaving no hope
The craziness of the world
comes to a close in silence
draws breath and shuts down
gathers into a ball of fire
gracefully falls into darkness
to dream of a better tomorrow
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We all need to hope,
in life so we can cope.
It will give us rest,
then we can do our talented best.
Hope can be a great friend,
to the very end.
Hope where would I be without you?
I do not have a clue.
I find hope because I am not dead,
I find hope as the sun gets out of bed.
The bright and pretty light will spread,
for all to see and be read.
With hope I will always look ahead,
hope can be a common thread.
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"In the mists of your eyes,"
I found raw passion.
As I talk to you,
you "Burn me with your love poison."
I cannot go on like this,
you are tearing me apart.
I hope one day,
"I will find you beyond the stars."
In a peaceful and loving world,
as we live separately.
Maybe we were not meant to be together,
just sailing on the blue waters.
"Where the sky drifts into the sea,"
where we both can find ourselves.
I will let you go now.
"Leashed to your dusk."
Strangers shout as one
A whole world stitched by one ball
Heartbeat of the streets
Stadium light glows
One player feels the whole world
Balanced on their foot
Crowds freeze in one breath
Carrying a nation’s hopes
One kick rewrites fate
The silent sands in glass glide down,
A demure drip, without a frown.
Each grain a moment, soft and fine
In life`s pages, a gift divine.
They buzz tales of days that slipped by,
Of joys that bloomed, then flew to sky;
The present trickles like a stream,
Reflecting the soul`s fleeting dream.
In the un-spilled part of the sand
We eye the future that still stands,
A heap of hope, a silent plea
To cherish all that comes to be.
The world keeps whirling, time evolve,
Bits by bits, our muscles dissolve,
The hourglass mirrors our short stay,
Reminds us, life won't ever sway.
So, while blood still runs through our veins
Let us use our hands and our brains,
The world, a better place to build,
From rains and woeful winds to shield.
Christina pauses in the grass,
letting the wind cool her skin,
and thinks,
I remember running here…
I remember the strength I had.
The house rises ahead,
familiar as her own pulse,
and she tells herself,
every board, every window
still knows my name.
Her arms brace the earth,
and she thinks,
if I can’t walk home,
I can still reach for it,
even as her legs
lie quiet beneath her.
And in the captured stillness,
I see the truth Wyeth painted:
strength is not always standing~
sometimes it is the fragile body
turning its face toward home
and choosing, again,
to try.
This is a poem
to bring Peace
to all the World
Can it help?
I hope so
It is long overdue
As John Lennon expounded
the World needs Peace
We can do it
If we put our
energies and minds to it
The USA can
lead the way
if we got some
innovative and enthusiastic leadership
In today's World
it seems like it's
a far and distant concept
But it can be done
with strong beliefs
and actions
confused
as the whole world
wraps itself around us
squeezing the life out of us all
no hope
What does it mean to you?
When your own sasafr *ss is on the line,
the hope you had diminishes.
A Proud Boy is in your face
& has the final authority
A bad son shall end the likes of you.
With immunity he sheds blood
Crimson tidal waves of civil upheavals — never forget,
today's puff, may be your last cigarette.
An alien to you, to me you were sanctuary,
a perishing human am I, violently
I belonged, just like anyone.
My heart shatters for all
the injustice I see in the world,
what hope do we have for mankind
if it's so difficult to get along?
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The days are coming
that will be daunting for all
hopelessness beckons.
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The bloated politician extends a hand
to the 60-hour-a-week little man.
Tossing him a few dry crumbs for a greasy vote.
Just enough to keep him pacified and afloat.
A pearly string of empty promises will follow.
We've been played again and again and again.
Sheep following a lemming's greed.
Hope lost in the fold of the final breath.
The ego of the damned shines but is fool's gold.
Blackened tongues pretending to be bridges.
While carving mountains into tombstones.
The elite slurping middle-class marrow in the shadows.
While goodness sips the dusty fate of tomorrow-