Hopes and fears hook us.
Hope of gain is more cheerful than the gain.
Hope of love is more charming than the love.
Hope of life is more assuring than the life.
Being slave to hopes, we enjoy most
Fear of loss is more dreadful than the loss.
Fear of pain is more painful than the pain.
Fear of death is more horrible than the death.
Being slave to fears, we suffer most.
04.04.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fears of a teenage mafioso
Fear of love,
Fear of pain,
Fear of the unforgiving cane,
Fear of lies,
Fear of sighs,
Fear of those distraught eyes,
Fear for the unknown,
Fear for the known,
Fear of everything combined,
Fear is what makes me blind,
Fear is what makes me think,
and act in blind accordance,
Hindering the world around me,
Hence, My Fear of myself
Fear is when you run away,
Fear is when you’re scared to love someone,
Fear is when the sky turns grey,
Fear of confusion,
Fear is like a dark blue ocean,
Fear won’t let me escape
Fear mocks me, watching
Fear taunts me, waiting
Fear of losing,
Fear you cannot see,
Fear dealt upon thee.
Fear of darkness and death,
Fear of a dead comrade,
Fear of a gun being cocked,
Fear of being endlessly stalked,
Fear of time,
Fear of all the crime,
Fear of the undesirable truth,
Fear for the good.
Fear for the sake of life,
Fear of the neighbors next door,
Fear of the secretive man in the subway,
Fear of the revolutionary uproar,
Fear is to not rejoice your living,
Fear for the sake of your life,
But to fear is to forsake it.
Fear is to have no hope in life,
Fear of the fear of fear,
We need no reason to fear,
For fear has no reason for itself.
I guess life is just like that,
To fear for no reason,
For to fear is not to reason,
But to reason is to fear.
To fear for the sake of fear,
Is fear for fear,
So let me think,
What else do I fear?
What else do I fear?
What else do I fear?
poem by David daveres
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Pain, hope, anger, Tired, fear, lost.
Pain, hope, anger.
Tired, fear, lost.
the pain within is only our own to bare
the hope is our mind playing tricks on us
the anger is finding there is no life
the tired of being pushed around
the fear of losing
the lost
Pain consumes the world
Hope is lost
anger is held high
Tired always
Fear consumes our minds
Lost is all our hopes
Pain can not beat us
Hope still shines the smallest ray of light
anger is controled
fear minimizes
lost is the feeling of emptyness
The pain wont hold us back
The hope shines the way
The anger can not harm
The fear is gone
The lost is home.
My Greatest Fear!
I have many fears
some range from big to small
here's a secret dear
my greatest fear of them all
you might think it was to die
and yes long time ago it was
but now I enjoy the thought of my death
but let me tell you now my greatest fear of them all
is to become old and older going through menopause
become sick and ill until you no longer feel,
eyes always glazed do you see heaven through your haze?
painful streaks of pain that no medicine can contain
how can you keep your fate in god
when hes giving you all this pain?
but none the less this is my greatest fear
its not the thought of dying
its just the pain of old age
I don't want to be immortal
what a pain that would be!
but see it through my eyes
as you watch your grandmother slowly die
after all these years of pain
then you can understand my fear
is not death its slowly deterioration as i get old
so id rather die at 40 yeas old, young i know
but its peaceful that thought
my greatest fear my greatest fear my number one fear of them all!
poem by Alizia Sampson
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Rocksteady
Success is a state of mind
It is not bound to anything
It is the act of doing, not attaining
and moving forward with purpose
How often do we feel stuck
Out of place
Too tied to our circumstance to the point
of frustration
I sincerely hope this does not occur
for no amount of doing will set you free
Success is drive
is verve
is passion
is lack of fear
Now fear
fear is a different beast entirely
It is foolish to fear loosing everything
but also foolish to believe
you have to loose everything
to gain something
then again
sometimes loss is necessary
but be not afraid
for there is nothing in life
you can loose
that you cannot overcome
and something will never loose itself from you
if you treat it with passion
for passion is not given
rather it is lived
and felt
and reciprocated
it is what creates success
and demolishes fear
be bold
for if you are not
happiness is weak
be driven
for if you are not
your life will go nowhere
and you will blame everything
because of your weakness
fear not
because fear does not exist
outside your own mind
and lastly
above anything else
love
and give love
and spread love
and most of all
despite every corner that
tells you otherwise
believe in love
because sometimes belief
is far greater
than any thing
you could ever hope to encounter
poem by Matthew Edward Peterson
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Childhoods End
Id sail across the ocean
Id walk a hundred miles
If I could make it to the end
Oh just to see a smile
You see it in their faces
The sadness in their tears
The desperation and the anger
Madness and the fear
No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, just greed is here
Starvation and the hunger
The suffering and the pain
The agonies of all - out war
When will it come again
The struggle for the power
A tyrant strikes again
Just what the hell is going on
When will it ever end
No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, just greed is here
You see the full moon float
You watch the red sun rise
We take these things for granted
But somewhere someones dying
Contaminated waters
Pollution and decay
Just waitng for disease to stike
Oh will we learn someday?
No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, no seed
Childhoods end
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Panic
Fear
Heartbeat
Pain
Tears
ConfusionQuestions
Hope
Despair
Submission
Loss
Fear of the unknown; panic
Heartbeat pounds in your ears
Pain courses through you like fire
Tears trickle down your face; like diamonds; like ice
Confusion is your only thought
Questions race to you; from you; through you
Hope refreshingly appears; cleansing like water
Despair returns; drying up hope; panic returns
Submission to these pulsating emotions
Loss of control; of innocence
Fear, once more; forever
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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B: X: Hope Concern
Fear by hope was eased,
Requiring that easing plight
Came and went at random,
Polishing fear's might.
Fear was much too proud
And that caused hope concern:
Hope had all the brains,
Fear no hope to learn.
Hope concerned its brains with fear,
Expressed fear so well,
Surprise hope found at any turn
Kept hope out of hell.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Letter To My Husband
Holding tight to hope is, as if, holding a quivering bird relieves fear.
Hope, the dream I dream.
Love turned into pain, yet 'to hope is to risk pain. 'The plans we planned slowly
Slipped through our fingers like our sand castle on the beach,
Still, love is the dream I dream.
We're in the dream of all the things dreamt: my bag stolen, wallet emptied, others pointed out three teenage thieve, chasing them, falling to my knees, 'the cost of loss is grief, ' losing was the dream I dreamt.
I send this letter with tears in eyes, love on my tongue, with love and hope
In my heart: life's not lost to death but the minutes, hours, and days of uncaring ways.
Unconditional love delivered in delight!
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Almedia Knight-Oliver
July 17,2012
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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It Is Not Just Death I Fear
IT IS NOT JUST DEATH I FEAR
It is not just Death I fear
But the breakdown before it-
The loss of powers-
The tormented half- sleepless nights-
The wandering in mind
With ability to concentrate and work – lost -
The pain I give to others I love-
The dependency despite myself-
The weakness and the confusion-
It is not just Death I fear
But dying -
And the inevitable increased selfishness
That comes with it-
Focusing on what I once took for granted
Minor physical functions not working right
The endless small humiliations
And the increasing helplessness-
It is not just Death I fear
But dying
And the pains and humiliations that come with it.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sonnet XXVI: I Ever Love
To Despair
I ever love where never hope appears,
Yet hope draws on my never-hoping care,
And my life's hope would die, but for despair;
My never-certain joy breeds ever-certain fears;
Uncertain dread gives wings unto my hope,
Yet my hope's wings are laden so with fear
As they cannot ascend to my hope's sphere;
Though fear gives them more than a heav'nly scope,
Yet this large room is bounded with despair;
So my love is still fetter'd with vain hope,
And liberty deprives him of his scope,
And thus am I imprison'd in the air.
Then, sweet despair, awhile hold up thy head,
Or all my hope for sorrow will be dead.
poem by Michael Drayton
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Fear And Death
Fear could be the starter of death
Death envokes fear
Both team up to destroy dreams and lives
As life goes on death and fear multiplies
Never fear death or it may control you
Death uses your fears to quicken the pace
Death still surrounds you as your fear as well
poem by Runni McDaniel
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A Sonnet
Flattering Hope, away and leave me,
She'll not come, thou dost deceive me;
Hark the cock crows, th' envious light
Chides away the silent night;
Yet she comes not, oh ! how I tire
Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.
Here alone enforced to tarry
While the tedious minutes marry,
And get hours, those days and years,
Which I count with sighs and fears
Yet she comes not, oh! how I tire
Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.
Restless thoughts a while remove
Unto the bosom of my love,
Let her languish in my pain,
Fear and hope, and fear again;
Then let her tell me, in love's fire,
What torment's like unto desire?
Endless wishing, tedious longing,
Hopes and fears together thronging;
Rich in dreams, yet poor in waking,
Let her be in such a taking:
Then let her tell me in love's fire,
What torment's like unto desire?
Come then, Love, prevent day's eyeing,
My desire would fain be dying:
Smother me with breathless kisses,
Let me dream no more of blisses;
But tell me, which is in Love's fire
Best, to enjoy, or to desire?
poem by Francis Beaumont
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Mask Of Fear
They say that fear is dreadful.
They say that fear destroys us.
They say that fear induces only pain.
They say that fear is horrifying.
These are what they say,
But I tell you,
All these are just the outer mask of fear.
A society is disciplined. Why?
‘cause we fear the law.
A child listens to his elders.
‘cause he fears them.
You listen to your loved ones.
But of course,
People would disagree that fear is responsible for it.
They say it’s the power of love,
They say it’s coz of our love for them.
But think!
Why should we listen to our loved ones?
Is it just coz we love them?
No. I say no,
Coz again it is out of fear that you do it,
But fear for what?
You fear that you’d make your love unhappy,
You fear that you’d lose your love.
Fear prevents chaos is a society,
If it wasn’t for our fear for the law,
Our lives would’ve been in chaos
So open your eyes,
Perceive the term fear with care,
Coz many of you’ve failed to see what is behind the mask of fear.
A mask, if taken away,
Shows that fear is a guide towards discipline and justice.
poem by Vivek Kartha
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Hope
Without hope the human race would simply not exist.
There would be no pain, no fate, no destiny or death.
For hope is a part of life itself, it defines the human race.
Without it doom would engulf our very existance.
Pain, sorrow and despair only serve to breed new hope.
Even as man's destructive war machine rages there is hope.
Hope for a life bereft of hunger, hatred and prejudice.
Or even a hope to die a swift and painless death.
All of mans dreams are born upon the wings of hope...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Poem Of Hope
Life is hope.
Hope of being happy in life.
Hope of being adjusting in life.
Hope of being able to achieve achievements in life.
Hope of being cared by some-one in life.
Hope of being loved by some-one in life.
Hope of being nice to every-one in life.
Hope of being responsible to loved-one in life.
Hope of light to see in darkness.
Hope of sunshine after the rain.
Hope of help in time of troubles.
Hope of wind in time of grief.
Hope of being alive to fulfill our duties.
Hope of joy to overcome sadness.
Hope of encouragement to overcome fear.
Hope of getting hope in life is hope.
poem by Neelapu Suresh
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Its A Big Loss
Rip
its a big loss...
the plane crash was a tragdy
but your death was a big catastrophic
a professor in mathmatic
that was you Hon. saitoti
its a big loss...
a great mathmatician
a dedicted politician
you solved our security like magician
its a big loss...
you left behind a legacy
many will emurate you like the water in the sea
you were a great seed
to many all over the world
its a big loss...
you fought alshaabab
withou fear nor disturb
you worked together like pal
we wont give up your work on the millitia
its a big loss...
a big gain in heaven
a big loss to kenyan
poem by Fantiz Evans
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Regrets Held
Ripping tearing pulling shedding demolished
all what’s left of my internals
I stand above looking down on my body
too much for me handle
it wasn’t the pain that got to me it was the unrecognizable fear
the fear of loss
a loss of love a loss of forgiveness
so much to be given but not to me
that road will never again be walked
not to be remember the same
death lies below
unstilted in a breathless body
once to beheld by a boy
a boy who tore it to nothing
given the world and yet uncovered nothing
stupid as he was to a girl who excepted his warming hands
the warmth in her heart has hardened with her death weight
left alone in a box to forever to be remember as a once living thing
to the people who pass her
in search of answers of their own
she lies silent as listens to the wanderers deepest thoughts
the one regret she holds is the regrets she held
she hears their regrets of life and she screams to them
let your fears and worries be free for once you do you will be free
life isn’t worth living until you can no longer live it
poem by Faith Toney
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A sort of Poem about Fear
Are we all initially driven by FEAR?
Is this negative energy in the form of FEAR necessary in Her grand evolutionary scheme?
Perhaps FEAR is the great catalyst in which LOVE is refined:
FEAR of loss of means is refined to a motivational LOVE to find new, more positive means
FEAR of loss of community is refined to motivational LOVE to build and strengthen community
Fear of God is refined to motivational LOVE to protect and bask in all that IS.
Fear of loss of LOVE is oxymoronic as FEAR is the ABSENCE of LOVE
I am not afraid
poem by Goocolbe Questioni
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Death, My Gain
To die is to live
To live is a gain
Those who fear to die
Live to fear forever
Fear not death slave of fate
To die now is a gain
If then is a fate
When night of dread will come no more
When night of fear will no more appear
If I die today
My soul shall surely say
Rest in peace
If I die now, kindly say
Rest in peace…
The owner of my soul
Shall surely keep it in HIS bank
So, to die now is a gain
And to die then is a fate
Therefore let mo one wail
‘Cause, this is our fate
poem by Oke Adekunle
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039: Thoughts On The Sacrifice of Nails
My Nails are access
To vaults of thought
Creating I hope an experience for some
With their demise.
Their sacrifice opens doors to views beyond
Created in their death and born in their ashes
I surrender them willingly,
In the hope for inspiration,
Through their small loss
I gain insight to thought and contemplation
They are the keys to my soul
Their death is mourned
But they will return
Ever renewing those thoughts
Which without their loss
Would not be born
Or ever become the written word
poem by Colin Johnston
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