Love Poems About Hope or Hope Love Poems
by Michelle Faulkner |
Categories: lost love, recovery from, sorrow,

They Told Me You Cried

They told me you cried on the day I died
A sob splintering through a silent dome
Your sorrow a shroud on the catacomb
As I laid where birds no longer replied
Now I watch as you slowly search the beach
For those rare shells edged in liminal blue
I would gift you that impossible hue
To show I was within sight, within reach

Yet I wish you more than what shadows grant
A life in the sun of a springtime glen
Not lost in the gloom of my grave's abyss
Let my legacy be the hope you plant
Blooming with the courage to love again
If you will keep something of me - keep this

5/01/23


by Izzy Gumbo |
Categories: sorry, thank you,

Login

Dearest soup tech
Who I love and respect
I write to you
So that you may know
I've tried to be here
With iPad and cheer
But the login fails me
No action tells me
Of possible broken links
One maybe
Just maybe....
My iPad stinks
Meanwhile I sigh
As I try to not cry
As I type again
And hope with intent
That you might check in
... And tell me
How to begin...
Xoxo
Wish me luck
I'm about
To push
The
Button...

by Lisa Ricci |
Categories: friendship, light,

a shining star

"a shining star"
a shining star you shall always be a jewel in the cosmos that I see like the snow that glistens white like the moon that shines bright you bring out the best in me
when you stand before the ocean blue feel a gentle embrace intended just for you when you see a pearl or shell in the sand know it is me taking you by the hand know your heart and soul will renew
a grand piano or a single guitar a source of strength from afar with words that I have none to give with hope and love may light live a shining star is what you are
SkyWatcher - 04-09-17


by Robert Lindley |
Categories: anxiety, dark, emotions, fate, grief, pain, sorrow,

Hope, A Little Remained

Hope, A Little Remained

She walked the creaking floors of the rat-infested room,
trying to remember what tragedy had sent her to this shabby place.
Her heart felt the desperate pains, that lost love sends in aching waves,
praying her sleeping infant does not wake and cry out from its feverish thirst.

He paced the cold cell, languishing in deep misery, heart shattered,
each step an eternity echoing curses, a testament to his broken pride.
Although thousands of miles apart, he felt her loss, never-ending sorrows,
dawn would come, priest would take his last confession, yet Hope remained.

7-03-2018
For Silent One's,  eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late.

by Daniel Turner |
Categories: philosophy,

The Sum of a Life

This life we're living
Is so unforgiving
Reminding us every day
Of games that we played
Choices we made
Dreams that faded away
Paths that were crossed
Loved ones we've lost
Still promising a brighter tomorrow
When that promise is broken
Our wounds rip back open
Leaving hope to drown in deep sorrow

From our very first breath
We're stalked by death
We live our lives in fear
Knowing well it won't last
So we live loose and fast
Look up and the days have become years
We add peace, subtract strife 
Find the sum of a life
Discover we've love left for giving
Love that goes wasted 
On the bitterness tasted
In a life so unforgiving





  by Daniel Turner





by michael tor |
Categories: dad, daughter, fate, longing, love,

Homeless Mans Love For His Daughter

A homeless man played his guitar,
for coin rewards put in a jar.
 A lonely life he always led,
but in his heart a love he had.
 This love he thought of all the time,
 during the cold days brought sunshine.
 His songs were of a girl he loved,
he sang to her, with stars above.
 So many years had gone on by,
but in his heart, and reasons why.
 There was this hope that would not die,
the thought of her just made him cry.
 

Dedicated to my 
daughter Ashley...
 
Michael Tor












by Leo Larry Amadore |
Categories: angst, childhood, death, depression, family, father, hope, introspection, life, loss, nostalgia,

Things That Seemed Poetic

Things that seemed poetic were always sad,
though I yearned for sparkle
and my dad's guffaw, which never came.
Familiar things were always drear --
repeated motions in the same old game.
There were only distant glimpses
of budding spring, fleeting views
of daffodils. The strongest
poems dealt me death and dying.
Yet I always hoped, never went under
to gray despair, always dreaming
of a garden of love we could share.
But those forbidden delights faded
quickly away; the only reality
I understand is the ever-looming
and final one. Nothing's changed.
The strongest poems deal death 
and dying.


by Elaine George |
Categories: hope, love, nature,

The Promise of Spring - A Fibonacci

I 
Will
Kiss you
While you sleep
Lady dressed in white
And melt your cold heart  made of ice

Then
You
Will rise
Liquefied
High into the sky
And fall as raindrops from God’s eyes

To
The 
Waiting
Buds below
Where now you will grow
With me - in the bloom of a rose


           ~~~
Author:  Elaine Cecelia George


* Note:  This poem is a Personification as well as a triple Fibonacci

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by Emile Pinet |
Categories: beautiful, emotions, feelings, heart, how i feel, love,

What Is Love

How does one answer, what is love; it's part hope, part apparition. But what it truly is; sort of simply defies definition. Have you ever felt so alive that it was almost too extreme? And caught up in passion's drive, have you ever followed your dream? Have you ever stolen a kiss that left you floating on a cloud? And filled with spontaneous bliss, have you ever shouted out loud? Have you ever danced upon air; or felt warm and gooey inside? And should jealous eyes gawk and stare, have you ever strutted with pride? Have you ever felt wholly whole, falling head over heels in love? And found such bliss within your soul that it rivals heaven above?

by Charlie Smith |
Categories: beauty, love,

Beauty



     The basis of all beauty is hope,
          It gives no cause to sadness...
     
     The sight of beauty will never age the eye,
          Its only reflection is from the face of others...

     The Grace of beauty bathes the soul with purity,
          It never exists until petitioned by an open heart...

     Beauty gives life to poetry,
          We are as beautiful as we choose to be...

     01/05/2017

by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: happiness, lost love, love,

The Sea-Man's Return

Swept away
the last colour 
of sunset,
Ocean in his eyes,
winds  and waves
the sea-man loved.

Forever gone
the late-song
of night birds,
crushed corals,
sand and rocks
the sea-man loved.

Blown afar
the harvest seeds,
Flowers in his heart,
Petals in bloom,
Pale-pink blossoms
the sea-man loved.

Found and lost
the light of stars,
Alone He sailed 
through narrow paths,
to mountain'shadows
the sea-man loved.

In hope to smell
the scent of her hair,
In hope to wipe
rain off her lips,
In hope to taste
her roasting- chestnuts,

to mend regrets
with just one kiss.





by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 10th grade, angst, anxiety, death, emotions, feelings, grief,

Fueled By Love



Grief hides pain
behind a veil
of anger, rage, and disbelief.
And yet, it consumes
your every moment
and every thought.
Inside, you want to lash out
at the world,
viciously,
violently,
anything,
to send the hurt back!
Grief clings to death
and in so doing,
devastates the living.
Your world shrinks
to memories,
reflected in pools of tears.
And life loses its spark,
for the part of you, you’re missing,
has left a hole in your heart.
Time is but a concept
of the mind,
as flimsy as a thought
it has no power over pain.
And yet, there is something
stronger than time
that can numb pain, 
and that is hope... fueled by love.


(Free Verse)


10-30-2020

by Mike Gentile |
Categories: flying, hope, how i feel, journey, uplifting,

Another Chance To Fly

Each day I live and wake to see
         the scarlet sun that shines for me
and listen to a feathered song
                      inviting me to sing along

I know I’ll find just what I seek
though rain may come to kiss my cheek
for with each day, with every sigh
        there comes another chance to fly

The bluest blues of azure seas
              are calling me now to appease
to leave behind an angry man
                 and wing away, I know I can

With love and grace, I’ll find the way
       as I then glide through twilight gray
and to the clouds, I say goodbye
          here comes another chance to fly

by James Fraser |
Categories: daughter, death, depression, father, girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, husband, life, loss, lost love, mother, sad, wife

Suicide Mind

What makes the decision
To flick the switch
To end ones life
For the sake of it
 
Troubled, debts
Bullied at school
Fork in the road
To let death rule
 
Mums, dads
Daughters and sons
What ever affects them 
They just can't outrun
 
Sadness and tears
By all left behind
Will they ever understand
Suicide Mind

by Daniel Turner |
Categories: best friend, dog, love,

My Dog

Every time you look at me
Brown eyes say, "I love you"
When you're lying next to me
Your snuggle says it too

That soft brown skin's inviting smell
I pull you to me tighter
I hope you know, somehow can tell
You make my days much brighter

So playfully, you steal a kiss
Like a child, I wipe my face
What have I done to feel such bliss
This gift of "amazing grace"

Each day you show me in some way
The meaning of true love
For you my friend, each night I pray
And thank The Lord above.

    

            for my dog friend, Buddy:)
       by Daniel Turner



by Emile Pinet |
Categories: emotions, feelings, hope, hurt, imagery, love hurts,

Everything's Okay

Love feels like an illusion; a mix of lies and the truth. For it's non-responsive to the expectations of youth. Facing doubt and frustration, bravado falters, then slips. And yet, in your fantasies, passion congers eager lips. Hope courts imagination, summoning a dreamy smile. And you find your private place, where you haven't been for a while. You're in search of a soulmate who will share your existence. So, you continue to look with undying persistence. You fall in and out of love with ghosts that haunt night and day. And despite your loneliness, think, everything's okay. (Quatrain) 6/21/2015

by John Posey |
Categories: courage, hope, uplifting,

Follow Your Heart

Follow Your Heart Father Time has brought us safely thus far And our future is not tied to some distant star. We’ve always had each other’s arms That kept us together and safe from all harm. Yet, all our yesterdays now stand alone. And we know that tomorrow is not cast in stone, Where once we saw happiness, now there is pain It seems memories and heartaches are all that remain. So, when life seems the darkest and troubles appear And all the world’s dangers, alarmingly near, Remember our love - let it play its part And don’t be afraid to follow your heart. Written By John Posey 06/15/13

by Annabelle Jane |
Categories: happiness, hope, love, trust,

The Birds Begin

Despite the black, the birds begin
To call the light unto the day,
Persistent songs remind the Sun
To send the stars upon their way.

There's hope in this which I admire:
The birds trust what they're yet to see,
I know I trust you just the same,
And always will, unfailingly.

by James Marshall Goff |
Categories: life

Who I Am

My Inventory:

flashlights
high-performance yo-yo
poetry books
fishing poles
ice-fishing hut
regret
pocket knife
sharpening stones
laughter
boomerangs
passwords
life's artifacts
Grandpa's Fishing Hat
hope and joy
Guardian Angel
wooden snow-sleds
more poetry books
olde-tyme-radios
compassion
camping gear
Babar, the Stuffed-Elephant
Angel-in-a-basket
imagination
McCoy Cookie Jars
nature field-guides
forgiveness
Soup-friends
ties I don't wear
family heirloom recipes
suits I try not to wear
treasured photographs
170 poems
antique lamps
my Children's love

......and You

       my Savior

           ....... Jesus Christ

by Kirstie Fontes |
Categories: devotion, husband, life, love, wife,

TO JAMES

We walk in the ocean against the tide.
We hold on tightly to survive the ride.

This life is not easy
This love not in vain
We try to walk closer
We try to sustain

There are times when our hold breaks
And one of us will fall.
But the other stands near wanting and waiting to answer their lovers call.

The sun comes out briefly through the dark gloomy skies.
We know it won't last but our hope never dies.
This is a rough road that we lead in life.
But there'll never be a day
I regret being your Wife!

by Tim Smith |
Categories: longing, love,

All I Think About Is You

Looking out into the setting sun Bright orange and brilliant red hues Mind drifting off in the distance All I think about is you Each day we are getting closer but you are so far away My heartbeat is getting stronger As I think about you I need your love to hold me up When life comes crashing down Make sense out of everything When all seems lost You seem true Looking out in the setting sun Flickers of hope I see Foreseeing just you and me In each and every dream My heart is calling you home Come slip inside my room Lay your head upon my pillow Waiting, wishing, wondering All I think about is you

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: break up, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts,

Hope Outweighs Sorrow

Falling in love's magical; your heart feels like it's on fire. And your ears only hear hope, not the words of a liar. When trust begins to weaken, hope shores it up with more lies. And an outpouring of pain replaces truth as it dies. Fear gathers up nagging doubts as they morph into goodbyes. And failed dreams discreetly drown in tears spilled from crying eyes. Let time carry you away; to where hope outweighs sorrow. For, like a river, life flows towards a new tomorrow.

by Joshua Aguire |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, love, passion, love, sun, i love you,

The Message in the Sun

I went to the sun for a favor
and asked it to shine only for you
to grant you happiness though you may be sad
bright yellow 'midst so much blue

but when the day decides to end
and the sun sinks and goes away
I give you the moon as a reminder
that my love will never fade

though i can't tell you how much I love you right now
and I can't show you what's in my heart
i hope when you look at the sun and moon
you'll realize we aren't that far apart

by Tim Smith |
Categories: love,

The Other Half

I search the skies for a signal, a sign, of hope, of trust, of promise amongst the celestial beauty. Is it in the setting sun that warms like the giving of your heart? Is it in the glistening stars that sparkle like the twinkle in your eyes ? Is it in the comets that streak across the sky like that smile streaking across your face? Oh it must be the half-moon such beauty and grace glowing for all to see. For you are the other half The one that completes me.

by Melissa Wadkins Patterson |
Categories: hope, life, love, yellow,

Yellow heart

This morning I wrote a poem
about a yellow heart 
pining for red fusion,
in a desperate attempt
to shake the fruit
that never 

falls

And tonight I am alone
without tangerine lips
or the temptation of apple,
carefully watching familiar verses 
unravel themselves
and fanatically dance around
like a final punctuation mark
or an overused cliche,
while my hands whittle metaphors
into a quick-witted instrument
sharp enough to scrape
the smeared imagery
off the sidewalk of poem,

Still I am not sorry
the fruit has not


fallen
to kiss my weary head,
it takes an overly cautious yellow 
to see the perfect shade of red