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The Visionary Hope

Sad lot, to have no Hope! Though lowly kneeling
He fain would frame a prayer within his breast,
Would fain entreat for some sweet breath of healing,
That his sick body might have ease and rest;
He strove in vain! the dull sighs from his chest
Against his will the stifling load revealing,
Though Nature forced; though like some captive guest,
Some royal prisoner at his conqueror's feast,
An alien's restless mood but half concealing,
The sternness on his gentle brow confessed,
Sickness within and miserable feeling:
Though obscure pangs made curses of his dreams,
And dreaded sleep, each night repelled in vain,
Each night was scattered by its own loud screams:
Yet never could his heart command, though fain,
One deep full wish to be no more in pain.
That Hope, which was his inward bliss and boast,
Which waned and died, yet ever near him stood,
Though changed in nature, wander where he would--
For Love's Despair is but Hope's pining Ghost!
For this one hope he makes his hourly moan,
He wishes and can wish for this alone!
Pierced, as with light from Heaven, before its gleams
(So the love-stricken visionary deems)
Disease would vanish, like a summer shower,
Whose dews fling sunshine from the noon-tide bower!
Or let it stay! yet this one Hope should give
Such strength that he would bless his pains and live.

poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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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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Ghosts

There are ghosts in the room.
As I sit here alone, from the dark corners there
They come out of the gloom,
And they stand at my side and they lean on my chair.

There's the ghost of a Hope
That lighted my days with a fanciful glow.
In her hand is the rope
That strangled her life out. Hope was slain long ago.

But her ghost comes to-night,
With its skeleton face and expressionless eyes,
And it stands in the light,
And mocks me, and jeers me with sobs and with sighs.

There's the ghost of a Joy,
A frail, fragile thing, and I prized it too much,
And the hands that destroy
Clasped it close, and it died at the withering touch.

There's the ghost of a Love,
Born with joy, reared with hope, died in pain and unrest,
But he towers above
All the others... this ghost: yet a ghost at the best.

I am weary, and fain
Would forget all these dead: but the gibbering host
Make my struggle in vain,
In each shadowy corner there lurketh a ghost.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Hope Dieth: Hope Liveth

Strong are thine arms, O love, & strong
Thine heart to live, and love, and long;
But thou art wed to grief and wrong:
Live, then, and long, though hope be dead!
Live on, & labour thro’ the years!
Make pictures through the mist of tears,
Of unforgotten happy fears,
That crossed the time ere hope was dead.
Draw near the place where once we stood
Amid delight’s swift-rushing flood,
And we and all the world seemed good
Nor needed hope now cold and dead.
Dream in the dawn I come to thee
Weeping for things that may not be!
Dream that thou layest lips on me!
Wake, wake to clasp hope’s body dead!
Count o’er and o’er, and one by one
The minutes of the happy sun
That while agone on kissed lips shone,
Count on, rest not, for hope is dead.
Weep, though no hair’s breadth thou shalt move
The living Earth, the heaven above
By all the bitterness of love!
Weep and cease not, now hope is dead!
Sighs rest thee not, tears bring no ease,
Life hath no joy, and Death no peace:
The years change not, though they decrease,
For hope is dead, for hope is dead.
Speak, love, I listen: far away
I bless the tremulous lips, that say,
“Mock not the afternoon of day,
Mock not the tide when hope is dead!”
I bless thee, O my love, who say’st:
“Mock not the thistle-cumbered waste;
I hold Love’s hand, and make no haste
Down the long way, now hope is dead.
With other names do we name pain,
The long years wear our hearts in vain.
Mock not our loss grown into gain,
Mock not our lost hope lying dead.
Our eyes gaze for no morning-star,
No glimmer of the dawn afar;
Full silent wayfarers we are
Since ere the noon-tide hope lay dead.
Behold with lack of happiness
The master, Love, our hearts did bless
Lest we should think of him the less:
Love dieth not, though hope is dead!”

poem by William Morris
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Hope is a part of Life

Hope is for happiness to an ending
Hope is nothing if you don't beleive
Hope is a shooting star if you see one
Something can never end so, Hope is a part of Life

Hope is delicate from heaven to hell
Hope can't always help the gods
Hope shoudn't be about exciestence
Sometime when you're giving up on something, Hope is a part of Life

Hope can be an empty trail
Hope isn't for punishment or love
Hope is not a welcome guest
When is it that I saw you last time?
is it when we saw Hope is a part of Life

Hope can never be changed
What else that can be hope?
Hope is a passion
Hope can't always save you
Hope is something in Life that doesn't always happen everyday......

poem by Vanessa Sleeth
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Hope Has A Son (II)

For every sickness
you have to bear
For every song
you cannot hear
Hope has a son

For every angel
with a broken wing
For every dove
that cannot fly
Hope has a son

For every sea
you cannot see
For every ocean
you have to sail
Hope has a son

For every victory
that died in vain
For every game
you lost again
Hope has a son

For every favor
you have to kneel
For every love you grip that frailed
Hope has a son

For every weep
that make you weak
For every snow
that makes you weary
Hope has a son

poem by Abdullah Musa
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I Hope You're Happy

I hope you're happy.
I hope you don't give it a second thought.
I hope you're happy but that's not enough.
I hope your miserble in that grave you dug.
I hope it's me you're thinking of when you choke on your tears.
I hope you waste the years with someone untrue.
I hope the words you said come back to haunt you.

The mistake you made, I hope it drives you insane.
I hope it hurts you to say my name.
If you're lonely you've got no one to blame but yourself.
So I hope your happy with somebody else.

I hope you're doing alright.
I hope it's guilt that keeps you up at night
I hope it eats you away.
I hope you regret every single day spent without me.
I hope it kills you to hear the truth spoken loudly.
I hope you have fun pretending to care about her.
I hope you believe that you can't live without her.

I hope you're happy.
I hope you don't fall apart.
I hope you're happy.
I hope she breaks your worthless heart.

poem by Samantha Ashley
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Hope.

Hope is the sweet, sweet scent
of flowers in the morning
Hope is the cool gentle breeze
on a warm summer's day
Hope is the knowledge of stability
from a son in mourning
Hope is the bright shining light
keeping darkness at bay

Hope is the calming warmth
during a cold winter
Hope is the determination
of an athelete on the track
Hope is the potential
of a newborn baby
Hope is the love
between you and me

Hope springs eternal

poem by Krantol Northic
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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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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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What Hope Can Do.

Hope....
Hope......
Hope is what strives you to be the best that you can.
Hope is what helps you hold on.
Hope is what makes you feel there could be a possibility that everything can work out for the better.
Hope is what you can make it be.

Hope is magical.
Hope is fantastic.
Hope is beautiful.
Hope is everything.
Hope is sweet.

Hope is there for you.
Hope is there for friends.
Hope is there for family.
Hope is there for loved ones.
Hope is there for everybody..........

By Billy Aston - Wright

poem by Billy AstonWright
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And I Hope That He Loves You (a song)

well I hope that he loves you like a blazing fire
and I hope that he lets you have all that you need and more
I really hope that he gives you the key to his heart
and just maybe he'll give you the key to his door
so you can sneak in at one in the morning
and kiss him like you know you've always wanted to
neither of you care about the girl he gave up for you
you're both just so glad that he told her 'adieu'

well I hope that he loves you softer than the bedsheets in your room
and I hope that you tell him stories about your past
I really hope that he holds you and says 'goodnight' so quietly
it makes you realize that the love will last
and when you wake up he'll still be there lying next to you
and he'll give you that enchanting smile
and you'll tell him how glad you are that you met him
and he'll tell you how much he loves your romantic style

well I hope he practices his grin for you
and I hope he's gone with the wind for you
I really hope he's willing to sin for you
because I know he'll let you touch his skin for you
because he's gone with the wind for you

and I hope that he loves you more than life itself
and I hope that you make him feel good about himself
I hope you wonder where I sleep at night
I hope you wonder if I'm alright
I hope you wonder if you made a mistake
I hope you know that you made a heart break...
for the first time, for the first time
well thanks to you it's the last time, it's the last time
I'm never going to love again
because of you, and the things you said back then
cause that was the last time, cause you didn't come through
and I hope that he loves you

poem by Jade Leven
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A Gleam Of Hope

From despair to a gleam of hope
I wrote this poem to dream of hope...........

Hope is a candle in my dark
At night he is the sparkling stars

Hope is my eternal dream
In the day he's my sunbeam

Hope so special - makes my life
He saves my heart from inner strife

Hope is my window opened wide
After my rain - my rainbow guide

Hope is my perfect scenting flower
Against all strife, he gives me power

Hope fights for me heroically
While the whole world opposes me

Hope for my weakness - for my sadness
He is my strength - he is my gladness

Hope knocks my door of loneliness
His key, a sweet smile, gives me gladness

Hope is a mystery an enigma
His soft light mellows his charisma

Hope is the roots of a fruitful tree
He matures me and he makes me free!

{September 11,2009}

***a gleam of HOPE is the light of LIFE

poem by Glamorous Enigma
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I Hope! ! !

I hope
That a friend in need
Is a friend indeed
And i hope
That the sky stay blue
And my friends stay true
And i hope
That this earth is still round
And that you will be found
And i hope
All your dreams come true
And when you wake up
There will never be tears in you eyes
And i hope
That your heart does love
Because one you find love all pain subsides
And i hope
That you will understand
A broken heart is the worst pain to give
And i hope
That at the end of the day
You don't regret those 3
Little word's that you say

I LOVE YOU...............

poem by Ralph Acosta
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Definition Of Hope

Hope is the sweet scent
Of flowers in the morning.
Hope is the cool gentle breeze
On a warm summer's day.
Hope is the knowledge of stability
From a man in mourning.
Hope is the bright shining light
Keeping darkness at bay.
Hope is the calming warmth
During a cold winter.
Hope is the determination
Of an athelete on the track.
Hope is the potential
Of a newborn baby.
Hope is the love
Between you and me!

{28/07/2007}

poem by Istiqur Rahman
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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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Hope Is.... X

hope is the silver lining round every grey cloud,
hope is the rays in the sky when the sun comes out,

hope is the day u wake up on the right side of bed
hope is the angry thoughts u feel that are not said

Hope is the light that follows the dark on every new day
Hope is the right track on the path of life that leads the way

Hope is the pleasure u get from your lovers kiss
Hope is moment your in his arms and it feels like bliss

Hope is the joy that follows every sunken heart
Hope is the promise made thats kept right from the start

Hope is........

poem by Deborah Hyslop
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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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I Hope You're Proud

I hope you see what you have done
I hope you once loved me

I hope some day you feel my pain
I hope your heart breaks jus like,
Mine.

Pain running deep...deep down,
Into my soul.

I hope it hurts you.
I hope you get what you deserve.

I hope you find yourself
I hope you're happy now.

I hope you miss me.

I HOPE YOU'RE PROUD.

poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Life with hope

The emptiness is closing, creeping, crushing all hope I have to keep on living.
When I have nothing left to believe in and I think I can go no more. Hope is enough to keep me alive.
Giving me strength I didn't know I had.
But we can live on hope and dreams cause with hope I can endure, for it is the perfect cure.
The heart is a womb were hope is born it is conceived in the mind. Hope is a quest to be free an open door or a key.
It will keep you strong in times of despair and just when you think you're all alone in the end hope will be there.

poem by Lleyson Hernandez
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I Chose Hope

I chose to hope again today
To believe in beauty,
In sunsets,
In the rain

I chose to laugh again
To dream,
To dance
And to sing with abandonment

I chose joy instead of despair
Smiles instead of many tears
Colors replaced the dull
And a rainbow filled my vision

When all around me I could not see
And when the coffee was toxin in my blood
When the world was full of trouble and nothing else
I chose hope

Hope discovered,
For a while undecided
Hope now declared
Hope

I chose to dream of a better day
To wish for things unseen
To search for the unimaginable

I chose to place my hope above
Hope not in mans strength or ability
Not in political systems,
in racial tribalisms,
in ethnic loyalties

Birthed out of a love that endures all things,
I chose hope that never fails
Hope for today and hope for tomorrow
I chose hope

poem by Jessica Nobubele Frame
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