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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.

quote by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.

quote by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

quote by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul. And sings the tune Without the words, and never stops at all.

quote by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without words
And never stops at all.

quote by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the words without the tune, and never stops at all.

quote by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers -- that perches in the soul -- and sings the tune without words -- and never stops, at all.

quote by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tune
Without the words,
and never stops at all.

quote by Emily Dickinson
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"Hope" is the thing with feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.

poem by Emily Dickinson
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“Hope” is the thing with feathers

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.

poem by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

poem by Emily Dickinson
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Ogedengbe agbogungboro

1.A fearless warrior of great charisma,
men want to be him and women his lovers,
his bravery; an unsolved enigma,
a warrior that attacks better than a tiger,
his vision of d future brought succour
and hope to the villagers.

2.He cheated death in a miraculous way,
though death was filled with dismay
what could possibly kill him
if the beheading did not send him off to his grave,
Alas! all hope was lost for his attackers
where was hope? ...hope was in an antique cave.

3.A saviour for the ijeshas,
as the oracle had predicted,
hope it brought to the ijeshas,
a news that alleviates fear indeed from ifa.

4.Hope is that thing with feathers,
that perches in the soul,
and sings the tune without the words,
and never stops at all,
and sore must be the storm,
of the attackers on the ijeshas
that could abash ogedengbe agbogungboro
that kept so many warm,
but the hope he gave the ijeshas
was one to behold.

poem by Damian olatunde Ogedengbe
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Ode To Emily Dickinson

hope is the
thing with feathers

to be with onself
can be as productive
as any bird in the sky
as one mind is equipped
with wings that can fly
as far as it wishes to be

give it books, it can
fly to places where the feet
cannot take and beyond

beyond the mountain
where all the knowledge
ever harvested by minds
is logged
invisible and waiting
for minds to fly into them
to take them to places
where they should be

flying in everybody's mind

hope is the thing with feathers

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Were There Hope

I was never in a league of noble gentlemen
To whom she'd cast polite and flitting smiles,
Only distant hope and dying dreams for me!
Or perhaps descent into a game of wiles

To give a chance of sipping wine on heady nights
With her angelic presence to declare;
Above, an aura playing out hypnotic hues,
And I in awe of blonde cascades of hair.

But no! my tiring soul is sinking in a mire
To haunt me for an age and evermore, for
How could I expect to hold her silken hand
When I am but a soulless ghost of yore?

Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Never let the 'Hope' die...!

Hopes are feathers, a wish is a bird
One may find this simile a little absurd

Hold on, do not lose patience
As I will explain to you the essence

Behind this there is a theory
I shall relate this with a story

Feathers, they keep the bird warm
Likewise hopes keep our wishes strong

Clip the feathers and the bird will not fly
Were it not for hope our wishes would die

My fellow beings, listen to what i have to say
Keep on hoping, what you wish for will come your way

Let your wishes, as birds, freely fly
As long as your hope, you never let die.

poem by Ravi Singh
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Hope At It's Strongest

Hope is the thing that keeps us going
Hope is a poem without any words
Hope is what follows us everyday
Hope is the light that sparks our eyes

Hope that it will all get better
Hope that you will find love
Hope that people will be kind
Hope that you will stay alive

Hope is the strongest thing of all
Hope will allow us not to fall
Hope will rise against anything
Hope is like a fiery ring

Hope never stops
Hope is always there
Without it we would be lost
Without out it we would not care

poem by Laura Random
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Hope is the thing with feather

feather
twirls, swirls,
dances
casting
a small theatre
in the air
before touching
the ground
then swept again
by the wind
sommersaults
slides
before taking
another trip
of its wayward dance
evoking hope
in this solitary trip i make
to be a poet
where i give myself up
to the world
trails with the wind
twirls, swirls,
sommersaults
with words
into every man's heart

inspired by:

Hope is the thing with feather —
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—
And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—
I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.
Emily Dickinson

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Feathers!

feathers on me
again and again
first to fly and now to earth rest
enable me to get ready
and carried me through you
anywhere there are feathers
like you said!
in me in you!

a very strange and intoxicating feeling
afterwards, that you traced my body
maybe i have gasp, of some lack of air!
in high feather, full feathers
you will be writhing with ecstacy
Very pleasurable for me
I feel extremely good
you make me a path a invisible way

eagle feathers very powerful
sound bird feathers very delicate
for tight places or open places
make his sound so soft
Ah! My God! ! !
give me the name of that medicine!
Feathers on me!
Feathers on you!

poem by Mirna Morgan
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Fools Let It Fly

Success has wings
It never perches
On a branch longer ,
It flies from one to another

wise waits
with a cage to catch
but fools let it fly
and meet with failure
which has broken wings
perches on a branch longer.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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What is hope.................

What hope means

Hope is bright shining light which keeps darkness at the bay
Hope is gentle cold breeze on a hot summer day

Hope is to remain positive when going gets tough
hope is seeking more when others think u had enough

What hope means

Hope is dreaming of tommorow
Hope is simmering under sorrow

Hope is sparkles when tears in our eyes
Hope is a beautiful thing & beutiful things never dies

What hope means

Hope is as light as a feather
Hope keeps all of us together

Hope is ubiquitous and free of cost
hope is the last thing ever lost.....

poem by Vineet Bansal
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A New Hope

What does hope mean? ?

Hope is the bright shining light which keeps darkness at the bay
Hope is the gentle cold breeze on a hot summer day
Hope is to remain positive when it gets tough
hope is seeking more when others think of having enough

Hope is dreaming of tomorrow
Hope is simmering under sorrow
Hope is sparkles when tears in our eyes
Hope is a beautiful thing & beautiful things never dies

Hope is as light as a feather
Hope keeps all of us together
Hope is ubiquitous and free of cost
hope is the last thing ever lost.....

poem by Ultimate Cyan
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