Poems about hope

One Day...

One day I'll find relief,
Some days I'm at peace,
One day I'll be healed,
Some day I'll speak freely,
And one day I'll feel secure.
Ever expanding,   ever adventurous,   but never done!
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by u live u learn
Fort Refuge

Click the door and come inside.
From this point on, you don't need to hide.
This is a safe place.
Your lonliness will soon erase.
Here, we know we all have worries
Offering help when emotions flurry.
 
If you're having a bad day,
there's help here. It'll be okay.
You can go on chat or post on a forum.
Just be kind to others - proper decorum.
This is a place where everyone understands.
The difficulties in life we know firsthand.
 
You'll soon become friends with those who listen.
No more will your heart be imprisoned.
It's a nice thing that I am able to say
the people on here truly do make my day.
They are so insightful.
Their hope is delightful.
Administrators offer heartwarming advice.
And everyone is listening even if their response is concise.
 
Fort Refuge is place of hope.
With people who are finding new ways to cope.
We are all warriors Who struggled in battle.
We all have strong minds - Ignoring the prattle.
We all are our own person[s]. We don't have to pretend.
Above all we are survivors - who will fight till the end.
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by Leesh
Healing under a canopy

Stroll through the shaded wood I must;
Liniment for a marred soul.
In love with the seclusion it offers;
I yearn for the peace it brings.
Amble about in nature's song
I stroll along to such sounds:
Singing birds, dinky feet on Forest's floor, water-a-trickling.
Healing from a pain so deep
It threatens to crush my voice.
I rebel, fight back, scream, kick, cry.
I will not allow this.
You cannot have my soul.
My past will not destroy me!
Your 'control' is merely an illusion.
I am no longer a child.
For I see the light.
It's above me,
Filtering through the leaves.
It streaks my face with gold.
I feel its warmth on my skin.
This is the color of confidence.
I give myself the permission.
I can heal.
No one else can have
Me.
I smile.
I laugh.
I cry.
I'm filled with joy.
I am at peace.
Up ahead, I see a bridge.
I will cross it.
I will burn it down.
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by LovelyChantel
You think you're weak. I think you're strong

You think you're weak. I think you're strong
You wonder how you stuck around this long
Every day seems worse than the day before
Not sure you will be able to take this anymore
you have been together forever; but that's not a reason to stay
It's not your fault he treats you this way
You have a choice to get up and leave
to take a stand for what you believe
To replace those bad memories, with something new
To be with someone who truly loves you
I know it's hard and that you are afraid
Don't focus on the past and the mistakes that you have made
Use your strength and open your eyes
and you will see some light through those stormy skies
For every insult and every bruise, you ever took
For every demeaning and disrespectful look
For every friend he made you lose
and every time he made you choose
For every sleepless night
for every single horrible fight
For every smile he turned into a frown
For every time you cringed when he was around
For all these things, use this as your strength to leave
You are so much better than this, you just have to believe
Know you are beautiful, that you are strong
Know that this is not where you belong
Know that you can have such a beautiful life, and be loved deeply and true
You just have to find the strength I know you have deep inside of you.
And if you feel you can't do this on your own and you need a little help
Know that I was standing right beside you this whole time, and you don't have to do this by yourself.
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by Guest
Ring around the rosy

Ring around the rosy
A pocket full of secrets
Pains and dreamy times kept safe
All for the time to come
Fear is all around the rosy
Pockets full of fear, fear, fear
All at peace until the time comes
When all will come in pieces
Watching, listening, dreading too
How will it happen?
How will it do?
What will become of me?
What will it do?
Who am I?
Who is who?
Are you, you?
They are...they them, too?
But where will they go?
I want them, still,
For they are for me so
Me so, me so...
So who I am is they also, too
But when the time is here...
Who will take care of us...of us?
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by Baaa
This Too Shall Pass...

This too shall pass
Constantly haunted   by my dark past
Feeling happy just won't last
When will I truly be free?
Or is this something   I will not see
  Anniversary dates   that kill me inside
Dates that make me   want to go hide
Telling myself   I will be all right
While crying myself   to sleep at night
Feeling any minute   I'll break like glass
But hopefully in time   this too shall pass
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by L. Lee Ramey (januaryhorse)
La Mariposa

She peeps from the safety of her shell
At the fluorescent colours of life,
It's only been months she's been freed from hell
She is still so full of strife
 
Some days she manages to crawl outside
To get a better world view
So much has been transformed deep within
So much has been made new
 
When it doesn't hurt
She unwinds her wings
She looks at their beauty and cries
She was fine before, living without wings
Yet gratitude fills her eyes
 
That despite her transformation
The god- awful change
Despite the hell on her soul
Every once in a while from her shell she sees
How she fits seamlessly
In the magnificence of the whole.
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by Freshair
I am what you are...

I am what you are,
moving so very far,
to a piece of land
where a band plays guitar,
guitarist who sail away
to be here today.
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by Anonymous
Yay i'm one of his ex’s/tyrants/hard-hearted @#@%

I fell in love
 
I fell in love
He could have been a slug
 
He could have been a slug
Wouldn't have mattered. I was besotted
 
Wouldn't have mattered. I was besotted
Saw what I wanted...what he wanted me too
 
Saw what I wanted...what he wanted me too
I sure was in love – witlessly, ravingly so
 
I sure was in love – witlessly, ravingly so
3 previous failed marriages – no contact with his kids?
 
3 previous failed marriages – no contact with his kids?
His ex's were "tyrants…hard-hearted @#@%$'s"
 
His ex's were "tyrants…hard-hearted @#@%$'s"
Poor, guy, poor guy, poor guy
 
Poor, guy, poor guy, poor guy
"Sorry hon didn't mean to hit you". Box of chocs and a dozen red roses
 
"Sorry hon didn't mean to hit you". Box of chocs and a dozen red roses
"I can't live without you"
 
"I can't live without you"
"You made me do it…you loud-mouthed hussy"
 
I fell out of love
 
I fell out of love
He was a slug
 
He was a slug
It mattered – I saw what he was
 
It mattered – I saw what he was
Saw the facts – saw what was real
 
Saw the facts – saw what was real
I was no longer in love – not even slightly
 
I was no longer in love – not even slightly
4 not 3 previous failed marriages – definitely no contact with my kid
 
4 not 3 previous failed marriages – definitely no contact with my kid
I'm one of his ex's/tyrant/hard-hearted @#@%$'s
 
I'm one of his ex's/tyrant/hard-hearted @#@%$'s
Pathetic guy, pathetic poor guy, pathetic guy
 
Pathetic guy, pathetic poor guy, pathetic guy
Sorry hon you can stuff your box of chocs and a dozen red roses where the...etc, etc
 
Sorry hon you can stuff your box of chocs and a dozen red roses where the.. etc, etc
I can live just fine without you
 
I can live just fine without you
No one but me made me do it
 
No one but me made me do it
 
Tootle pip.
From this proudly loud-mouthed hussy
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by Jane
Turning a blind eye

In the beginning
Blindly in their thrall
Heart alive and spinning
It was phenomenal
 
In the beginning
Wanting it to work
Wits in glad up-swing
Senses hyped…berserk
 
In the beginning
Not wanting to see
Things…acts unsettling
Let it be… it be
 
In the beginning
My hopes riding high
My heart so trusting
Turning a blind eye.
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by Jane
Two places

A place where confusion reigns supreme,
and beauty is only a dream,
and dreams are goals which cannot be reached,
and the light...
has gone dark,
and love...
can't be found,
and the art of friendship is slipping,
and everyone lives in misery and dark.
 
And the place where everything is understood,
and beauty is at every turn,
and dreams and goals are within grasp,
and dark...
will become light,
and love...
is all around,
and friendship is strengthened.
and all live in happiness.
 
Two places in my mind, my soul.
Two places in my heart.
One I want to live in,
the other I want to be rid of.
Where dark is light,
I have no fright,
but where light is dark,
I seem to dwell.
 
Two place, two extremes.
One insanity, misery.
The other happiness.
How to get from the dark,
to the light?
I try and I fail.
 
Save me from this place of misery.
"Help me", I call I scream.
"Someone? Anyone?"
I whisper to no one.
Not even I am listening
to such a pathetic soul.
 
One day. Some day.
I may see light close up,
not from far away....
Some day. One day.
Maybe.
...or not...
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by weepingwillow
Seasons

Winter, the first season of the year.
So cold and dreary,
seemingly without cheer.
 
Spring, the second season.
So happy and bright.
It seems to end for no reason, this season of light.
 
Summer, yet another season of the year.
So hot and sticky and humid,
I'm going to pass out, I fear.
 
Last comes Fall, and things begin to change.
In this season of color,
we wait and watch things rearrange.
 
These are the four seasons,
the same, they fill up every year.
Some end with sadness, and some with good cheer.
 
And I look on, I wait to see,
how each of my seasons will end.
How it will feel to me.
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by weepingwillow
Twisted

My guts twisted and my head aches
for love of you.
My body waits and my mind retaliates
with thoughts of you.
 
Turning and twistings of a sick mind
make pictures of you walking away.
I believe you, he who claims,
"I will never leave".
 
I've heard it before and I'm hearing it again,
my Love, I believe you.
For this moment and the time being,
and time eternal.
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by weepingwillow