Will the Phoenix?
Will Phoenix reincarnate rise, inspire
Incandescence, stirring ashes cold,
Linking lives retold with courage bold,
Leaving shadows for more potent fire
That lights hope's beacon spurning suttee pyre?
Hope based on hope alone’s blown to fools' gold.
Emotions must be shared, not rented, sold.
Prospects rosy which the 'heart's desire'
Has tinted often sink in mirage mire.
Only when courage follows through behold
Energy well channelled to unfold
Nurtured interplay success may sire.
If shared sparks can transform base element
XX XY should thank stars heaven sent...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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My Hope Is In You
Rise and shine.
Rise above the barriers.
Rise above conspiracy.
Rise, my hope is in you.
I hope for a better day,
Tomorrow...
I hope for a great weather,
Tomoroww...
I hope for joy and success,
Your success.
My hope is in you.
My hope is in you.
I hope peer pressure
Won't mislead you..
I hope you understand,
Fun doesn't mean, ,
VIOLENCE, RISK and DANGEROUS!
I hope you live up,
Not to my expectations,
But to your possible opportunities.
Just be a kid, , ,
And i'll be a caring parent.
Just listen, , ,
And i'll inspire you.
My hope for this country
Is in you.
For you are the future
Of the nation.
Choose education,
Choose alcohol and drug
Free life.
Choose success not sorrow.
Because my hope is in you.
My hope is in you.
Be robust and intrepid,
Be courageous and considerate,
Be wise and focus on your
Future because,
My hope is in you.
poem by Siyabonga A nxumalo
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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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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 (2)
Hope is what comes in the dark of the night
Hope is what whispers 'It will all be alright.'
Hope can blaze like a fire in the heart
Hope can reach across worlds set apart
Hope when lost can bring a world to the ground
Hope when forgotten can be silence amongst sound
Hope if not reached for is unlikely to be there
Hope if searched for can be found anywhere
Hope is a beacon
In a raging, stormy sea
Lighting a pathway
Leading you to be free
Hope is a ladder
From a pit full of death
An oxygen mask
Saving your final breath
Hope is a blaring sound as the world does crumble
Hope is a safe fall should you ever trip and stumble
Hope once found can stay forever, spead and grow
A protective shield against whatever life may throw
Hope is not just a shield, though
It is also the sword
The mightiest weapon one can brandish
The cheapest to hoard
Hope can split into many; strength and courage not least
Hope can be the poisoned wine in an enemy's feast
Hope, if lost, can always be regained if you believe
Hope never lets you fall, but lifts you up to achieve
poem by Alex Daydream
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Burden Bearer
Shared Joy is double joy,
It keeps on multiplying.
Shared Sorrow is half a sorrow
In time will be decreasing.
Shared Hope is flaming hope
Ignites our inspiration
Shared prayer is sure answer
For God's our Burden Bearer.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Fragile naked pure… hope
Day begins with a silence
Rising sun goes unnoticed
Tears flowing
Pain running deep… deep down in to my soul
Thinking of you all day long
The day moves on without hope, as I sink
In to the corner of my heart… dark and deep
You broke the promise… you went away
Leaving me alone on my fate to decide my way
I burn my thoughts as I cry for love and sigh for hope
Hope you rise from the ashes of my thought
And blossom me with your innocent touch
Hope is what you left me with
poem by Laxmikant Paradkar
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What Gives You Courage
Without fear there cannot be courage
Fear drives the unthinkable out of us
What gives you courage when there is none?
What gives you courage to get out of bed?
What gives you courage to drive when you know it's dangerous?
What gives you courage to succeed?
What gives you courage to survive?
What gives you courage to strive?
People have courage to live for their children
People have courage to live for themselves
People have courage to live for hope
People have courage because they believe
People have courage to not give up
Fear is not the essence of life
But a free soul not tamed
Courage is the journey of your heart
Guided by strength
On a path of untamed obstacles
Let courage guide you
As you begin your quest
poem by Alisha Ricks
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A New Year
We stand on the threshold of a new year
and what will it bring,
misery, heartaches or happiness and love?
The future is not ours to see
and what lies ahead is a mystery
that is never solved until it evolves.
With all the blessings shared,
we can only hope that it will
be better than the last,
that all the good things will inherit our lives.
It is hope shared by millions as each New Year arrives.
Let us all hope that this New Year
will be the best in our lives.
Happy New Year and God Bless
to everyone who reads this.
1 January 2011
poem by David Harris
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Hope: The Conquering Power
Hope a slippery slope that’s so easy to let go
so easy to forget and let worries worry us that we regress
that we digress in a puddle of mess
Hope a strengthened idea, a rebellious concept, an evolved mindset
no proof in what could be, might be, or probably never be
yet we set our minds on hope and hope we don’t in the end regret
that we don’t let the current currency of what currently is, bother you and me
Hope not made for the strong but made for the weak that seek
more than what they see and in their heart the true strength of what they see
what they seek lies in you and me
Hope the messenger, the good news on a bow fletcher
when it seems too hard the inspiring spirit lifter
so let that inspiring inspiration inspire you empower you
Hope and take hold and behold the great tool God use
to mold the hopeless to shape the faithless to extract out the greatness
of the obvious less then shapeless weakness of you and me
Hope the joy of what’s to come, the blessing that already is,
the courage that fills the heart, the conquering power
that conquers the world
Thought it was the end but it only just began
poem by Gregory Dennis
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Within The Mist Is Fire
Inspired by your inspiration
An inspiration I inspire
Through the ashes,
RISES...
A red phoenix, on fire
A mothers nature, Is to nurture
A poets words, will paint a picture
The path of my people
Diverged while unfostered
Left to the winds to recapture
The ways of my people
I preserve with great care
Like the phoenix
I rise from the ashes
The flame in my heart
The four winds in my hair
Like the phoenix
We will rise from the ashes
poem by Marcus McKinley
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To A Successful Man
(WHAT THE GHOSTS SAID.)
And after all the labour and the pains,
After the heaping up of gold on gold,
After success that locked your feet in chains,
And left you with a heart so tired and old,
Strange-is it not?-to find your chief desire
Is what you might have had for nothing then-
The face of love beside a cottage fire
And friendly laughter with your fellow-men?
You were so rich when fools esteemed you poor.
You ruled a field that kings could never buy:
The whisper of the sea was at your door,
And all those quiet stars were in your sky,
The nook of ferns below the breathless wood
Where one poor book could unlock Paradise. . . .
What will you give us now for that lost good?
Better forget. You cannot pay the price.
You left them for the fame in which you trust.
But youth, and hope-did you forsake them too?
Courage! When dust at length returns to dust,
In your last dreams they may come back to you.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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Phoenix
What does a phoenix do,
that is unlike a bird,
what does it do,
to be different?
A phoenix rises from ashes,
and so have I,
I guess I have a lot in common,
with this bird.
What beautiful creatures,
they truly are,
and in the dark,
they seem so strong.
But they look so shy,
and so meek,
but watch them soar,
high above the rest.
I hope one day,
I'll be like them,
soaring high above,
the weakest below.
I hope one day,
I'll be strong,
and one day,
rise from the ashes.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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The New Life of Us....
I wish courage is a sweet candy…
The sweet you will like…
The things I can buy everywhere…
Not the fear you have to confront..
Not the doubt you have within…
I am here begging you to look inside…
For there is a lot of courage there…
That you’ve tried to put aside…
Every time there is no flare…
That brings hope to your side…
I wish I could convince you…
There is life in every movement…
There is power in every change…
There is joy in every sadness….
And there is courage in every fear…
I wish I could tell you…
All courage starting from within..
To let go of certainties…
And begin to wander on the impossibility…
That brings courage to live…
I wish I could embrace your trembling heart…
With fire from an eternal courage…
It will make all your weary nights fade away…
The best way out is always through the line of this fire…
I wish I could hold your hands…
Put it gently in mine….
And whisper to you for one more time…
Hope is the language understood by the hurting heart…
Hope shines brighter than the brightest star during the darkest night…
To take a hand and hold on tight to your hope and courage…
It is the beginning of a healing…
Trust your heart is much stronger than any steel…
And may the healing power be the flowers of your garden…
And Hope be the corona of the sun…
That shine upon to welcome a new morning of your life…
My dear friend, be friend with your fear…
Let the fear guide you to find your own courage…
The time to start is now…
The place to start is here…
When life challenge you the most….
May hope cast its special light upon your path…
Bless everything you touch in every moment….
And courage stand beside you all the time…
With its sweet flavor like a candy in a store…
And I simply shed tears for one times more….
For our victory will be waiting at the front door…
New life will be waiting for us like a beautiful seashore….
And my dear friend, it’ll be something about you I adore….
Copyright © Eva Clara Harahap Jan 2010
poem by Eva Clara Harahap
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Is Desire a Phoenix? !
Is Desire a Phoenix like;
A being so strong,
Yet so fragile,
I wonder? !
Then, what makes it die,
And what brings it back
To life;
To survive
In a rather overwhelming way?
Hope they say,
And I should be able,
By now, to know
That hope is a great factor
That can make desire revive,
Hope… in sharing
Our emotionality,
Physicality,
Intellectuality,
Beside SPIRITUALITY,
Can undoubtedly bring
It back to smile,
Hope in being
Loved the way
We are, can also
Bring it back
From the land of the dead;
Hope to desire
Is like fire to a Phoenix.
To me, desire seems,
A sensitive being
Who could fast flee,
And rapidly dies
Once hurt,
Lied to,
Ignored,
Or even postponed.
We have in us
Both the animal drive,
And the Angelic side,
No shame about this;
We crave to eat,
To have physical intimacy,
But it must be combined,
To be really nurturing;
Truly nourishing,
At least for me,
With Spirituality,
And Intellectuality
To calm not just a spot,
But heart and head,
As well.
Or is desire a continuous test,
That God puts inside us,
To see if we
Can elevate it,
And be elevated by it,
Or makes of it only
An animal thing,
A push to revenge
That brings us down.
I feel I am in danger
Once a man reaches my mind,
Especially if he does not believe
In God’s Oneness,
Or Mohammad as the last
Messenger whose MORALS
Are for human goodness,
I fear it because:
It becomes like
A frisky, fierce
And risky lioness,
Though it becomes
As such
Under the influence
Of a tender touch,
It could never be
Wholly animal like;
It becomes crippled
Once it senses
Ignorance about,
Or sarcasm against
What is Devine.
Yet wonder I,
How can people,
Have desire when
One of these factors
Is lacking or missing,
How can men and women
Desire each other,
Without the amalgamation
Of Soul, Mind, body and heart,
How can they have intimacy
Without the glorious assent;
Not necessarily on paper,
Of what’s sacred,
How? ! I wish I could
Know and understand.
I think I am a normal being
A full and healthy woman
Yet such actions are beyond
My mental capability,
Am I not a passionate female,
A genuine poetess?
Then why does my desire
disappears and becomes elusive,
Like a phantom or a mirage,
When shy from God,
Why the need for His consent
Is always a must to have it
Fulfilled, why loving
Him honestly thwarts loving
a man whom I would
Rather melt in his arms? !
And wonder I
Again and again,
About my desire:
Is it a Phoenix,
What puts it to fire
What can inflame it,
And what puts it
Back to ashes.
28 October,2005
poem by Nadia Abduljabbar
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A New Life
(lowe/springs/tennant)
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At night it hits me cold
Theres so much more to life than Ill ever know
I look around and I realise
Its time to make a move, though you wont sympathise
Stars collect overhead
They look down on the channel and our lives grown dead
Cars pass on through the night
How do you get to heaven if you never try?
New life, new love
Wheres the heart I was dreaming of?
I need a new hope, new dream
Another heart in a different scene
Make a firm decision, its time to go
Thats for you to find out and for me to know
No more hard times or petty crimes
Forget that life I have left behind
The night goes by
Leaving you behind me, as I fly
Then rise, the day and night sky
How do you get to heaven if you never try?
New life, new love
Wheres the heart I was dreaming of?
I need a new hope, new dream
Another heart in a different scene
A new life, its so hard to find
A new love, its so hard to find
The night goes by
Leaving you behind me, as I fly
There lies the day in that sky
How do you get to heaven if you never try?
New life, new love
Wheres the heart I was dreaming of?
I need a new hope, new dream
Another heart in a different scene
New life, new love
Wheres the heart I was dreaming of?
I need a new hope, new dream
Another heart in a different scene
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Fire. (Sonnet II.)
Not without fire can any workman mould
The iron to his preconceived design,
Nor can the artist without fire refine
And purify from all its dross the gold;
Nor can revive the phoenix, we are told,
Except by fire. Hence if such death be mine
I hope to rise again with the divine,
Whom death augments, and time cannot make old.
O sweet, sweet death! O fortunate fire that burns
Within me still to renovate my days,
Though I am almost numbered with the dead!
If by its nature unto heaven returns
This element, me, kindled in its blaze,
Will it bear upward when my life is fled.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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I hope part 2
I hope she loves you more then me
I hope she is everything you need
I hope she is more then I could be
I hope she fulfills your every need
I hope she can make you feel whole
I hope her love can fulfill your soul
I hope she can keep you comfortable
I hope her love is all you'll need to know
I hope your leaving youll not regret
I hope you will find your happiness
I hope me you will never forget
I hope I can move on and get over this
poem by Your Pusha
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Stars In The Night
Look, look at the stars
How brilliant they are
How can they be shining now?
When hope is so far
Look, look how they shine
These cruelest of stars
What fire inspires them,
What faith is it fires them?
Darkness grows,the world turns cold
And still, there glows the light
Heaven knows what hope they hold tonight
Look,look how they shine
These stars in the night
The darker the night becomes
The brighter their light becomes
Chill winds wail
The tempest blues
and clouds asail the sky
Through the veil,
The stars refuse to die
In this world of darkest night
Where hope is hurled away
There they are
And still, there's light
Oh,so far, but will they
There they lift our hearts
As we lift our eyes
Are we fools to see
The harmony that fills the sky
Look,there's the light
Stars In The Night
The Stars In The Night
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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What Hope Is
What Hope Is
Hope is...the beam of light that shines in the darkness
Hope is...the the diamond buried in the rock
Hope is...the fire burning in the snow
Hope is...the seeds among the lava fields
Hope is...the life among all death
Hope is...the egg laid upon the nest
Hope is...the DNA in our blood
Hope is...the sprouts among the charred ash of it's father
Hope is...the love amidst all the world's hate
Hope is...the heart beating in our bodies
Hope is...the things that we look towards to guide us through our life
poem by Michael Carlson
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A wish that one day
A wish that one day,
I can face the courage,
And beset myself upon the task,
To carry on a conversation with someone,
Without judgement,
Without guilt,
Without shyness,
And without remorse.
A wish that one day,
I can have the courage
To carry out a conversation with someone,
With love in my heart,
And happiness in my eyes,
With soul within my voice,
And strength behind each word.
A wish that one day,
I can have the courage,
To carry out a conversation with someone,
Not only within my head,
Or within my mind,
But with an actual person with
A name, a heart, a soul,
A personality, a peace of mind.
All of which I don't know
And all of whuich is foreign to me.
A wish that one day,
I can have the courage,
To carry out a conversation with someone,
With the confidence to say my name out loud,
To be heard,
To be known,
To be recognized,
And to be loved.
A wish that one day,
I can have the courage,
To carry out all these wishes,
And know that wishes do come true,
That there is truth behind a wish,
Behind hope,
And a reason why I should
Keep making wishes,
Why I should start to hope
Because I do not know any now.
poem by Music Galore
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