Hardship Poems

Hardship poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of hardship poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on hardship are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Ups And Downs

Ups And Downs short poem

“Life has ups and downs” said they, So she endured all the pain without any debate… Happiness will enliven her life soon, She was told, if she will wait… But gradually her hardship intensified further, And those hopeful eyes still

A Secluded Soul

A Secluded Soul short poem

A deep burn inside , Ignites the fire within, A step closer , It aggregates more and more , I a secluded soul . It’s not a mere fall , but a reminiscent one no medicine could heal, The sweet

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Fifth Grade Sailors

Fifth Grade Sailors short poem

The river only ran in the rain but being in Seattle that was often this was back before being wet was a hardship, there being no style we had old coats and arthritic umbrellas not even boots just wet feet,

Honour The God Gifted Life

Honour The God Gifted Life short poem

Today under the lamp light, My ambitions are glowing bright, When everyone is visiting their dreams, I struggle to settle among the creams, With smoke and shadow as my close friend, I am ready to give any hardship to lend,

Let Us Share Our Hearts

Let Us Share Our Hearts long poem

We have so many beauties and a lot of charms, We both are blessed with lovely arms, Walking on the narrow pavements of flowers, Let us wet each other with the lovely showers, Let us wash down the dirt of

Some days

Some days short poem

Some days the roads will be rough It’s a sign that smooth lanes will come by There won’t always be a moon But stars will always shine in the sky Somedays you feel to cold But summer is just around

Hope

Hope sonnet poems

As of now that is all I have Both, nothing more and nothing less Everything I’m willing to give For the sake of our happiness. Always I hope still you and me Despite of hardship and struggle Will remain how

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The Road Not Taken

The Road Not Taken prose poem

Some paths were never meant to be crossed But they do anyway against all rules These are the roads memories are made of And the people you never thought to ever love A friend to be remembered The one I

Testimony Of The Broken

Testimony Of The Broken long poem

When we’re born, we’re born into darkness. Only seeking earthly desires, seeking to be fulfilled by temporary things. But then, You began that walk of life with me. Everywhere I looked with my young eyes, You were always there right

Parallel Realities

Parallel Realities long poem

Gripped in the smell of sweat, cat food, and ruin, handing out sandwiches under an overpass each hand-off like a shark strike, the homeless shuffle a variegated line discharging a sullen murmur, attention flitting everywhere, avoiding contact dull eyes, wide

Like Home, A Ode To Langston Hughes

Like Home, A Ode To Langston Hughes short poem

I had a dream once, One where I flung my arms back And felt a caress so tight. I couldn’t help but feel at home. A place I haven’t been in so long. Night comes as I close my eyes.

Elegy

Elegy elegy

The red-gold heaven of stormy autumn leafy-misty lights this late October dawn recalling to me, curiously, the design hidden in words, swirls of the wood-smoke of ages time-ridden, missing things: a fleeting meeting with the past: something else that does

Turns Of The Wheel

Turns Of The Wheel short poem

Corrupt hierarchal systems Of laws and regulations False are all their items False are their celebrations False is the belief Of every thief Can you own mother earth? Can you extinct the birth Of species everywhere? Polluting the air Still

A Moment

A Moment short poem

Life is just a dramatic act , flow of Which makes us to go in a row Row which we always carry along By justifying what’s right, what’s wrong We strive to capture a moment from life By being always

Climax Of The Ocean Tides

Climax Of The Ocean Tides short poem

It reminds me of the tides, either at dawn or high noon. Or on the 14th day of the lunar cycle of the moon. It reminds me of the incoming waves, that the tides wash ashore. Or the beating ripples

Refugee – the Deluge

Refugee   the Deluge long poem

In hoardes they arrived not cattle or flock of sheep sea of humanity deprived a deluge seemed to sweep Harried mothers hands in pray weary eyed children in tow losing who couldn’t bear sway reached utopia unsteady and slow City

Windows

Windows prose poem

(1) Tents are crowded by windows, but missing walls and a jasmine flower. (2) A window is a border between consciousness and sub-consciousness, between Ego and its annihilation. (3) A home without a window is a blind man with no

Strange Echoes

Strange Echoes short poem

a kiss on lips, returns with a blunt style, in perfumed demeanor! I did not hear with absolute eyes, a captive in chained feet, for self-defence; all the shades of red were walking on ocean, a black skull glides: the

The Heat Of Oppression

The Heat Of Oppression short poem

United, They matched protesting non-violently, Teenagers and children, Fighting against anti-segregation, The filthiness of the ruling class, They could no longer sit and watch, As their homeland was destroyed These innocent souls, Unfortunately, Were victims of violence! Their homes had

Are We So Ignorant?

Are We So Ignorant? short poem

We the highest of God’s creation we the knower of many, the holders of the eternal flame of knowledge. Universe still unrolling its sacred secrets. is it this pride which made us blind? so blind that no light permeates our

Just Trust…

Just Trust... short poem

Maybe at another time this could have worked But for now we could never be… It’s like looking down the road and seeing a curve. You don’t know where it’ll take you or even if you’ll ever be back. But

Lost Pick Found Pick

Lost Pick Found Pick short poem

The day I picked my black lucky pick It glided down the strings of my guitar strings Thin as a feather tough as a shell Kept it safely and it treated me well Tucked within the strings Next to the

The Unsung Heroes Of Christmas

The Unsung Heroes Of Christmas short poem

Well it just breaks my heart That you can’t be home for Christmas…nobody should have To work on Christmas day but Not everybody sees it my way People make excuses and say It’s not all about the money…yeah Right you

Trinity

Trinity short poem

In the name of the Father, the Son and The Holy Spirit I am born again, I am finally at peace within and now I just have to shout out Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia I have been saved by the grace

I, The Weedling

I, The Weedling prose poem

Unconditional love is rare and hard to obtain. It’s hard to be confident when I have only been trampled upon. I can be bound in a vast field of flowers, but I am not the beautiful orchid or the rare

Tears Of An Irish Clown.

Tears Of An Irish Clown. ballad

I shrivel ‘neath a scorching sun, Devoid protection for my skin, An aching grimace, I’ll show none, Worse burning pain suppurates within. I wander naked through the rain, Although my body fully clothed, This broken love ne’er to regain, Only

Hope

Hope short poem

As these eyes close in prayer Earnest and desperate, hopeful yet scared Despair overcomes hope And anger subjugates faith as I wonder Where’s that spark that sought a miracle? That blessing that shunned all gloom And faith that defeated all

Shaken Skies

Shaken Skies short poem

It was a grizzly sky indeed So dull and drab The Kind, that reminds you of a Middle aged mistress, deeply in despair Puffing up a ballooned pout. Who is casting ash over Our azureous canopy? From where does this

Find Happiness

Find Happiness short poem

Find happiness in nature, in the beauty of mountains and scenic stature, in the serenity of the sea, in the rustle of the tree! Find happiness in friendship, in the fun of doing silly things, in crazy partnership. Find happiness

Father Of The Nation

Father Of The Nation short poem

When he led, a nation followed When he raised a hand, a nation submitted When he walked, a nation moved When he spoke, a nation observed When he instructed, a nation obeyed When he protested, a nation agitated When he

Je T’aime

Je Taime long poem

The girl Was so hurt and confused that she let her Own mistakes become her best friend They would do everything together And never let go of each other Through good and bad they somehow Found themselves at ease with

Sometimes

Sometimes short poem

Sometimes in life, there are things you will never understand When an absolute stranger you meet, With utter respect you greet, Still he/she perceives you in an erroneous way And thinks you are led astray. Sometimes in life, there are

It’s Not Blood That Matters

Its Not Blood That Matters sonnet poems

You are tall, intelligent, one of a kind woman I know. A caring, humble, straightforward kind of girl, befriended by all. Never did I realize that time introduced me to your world. And that’s how our friendship started without lies,

Your Only One

Your Only One short poem

Please make me the one Your lucky one and not anyone’s Thy lifetime best friend and not just a friend Your forever companion in every situation Thy forever cheerleader because you’re my champion. I want to be the one Who

The Walk

The Walk short poem

I can say without a doubt that you did not simply follow others you made your own path though it was and is hard one of those untrodden trails where every rock twists your joints and leads nowhere but up

Here I Come….ready Or Not

Here I Come....ready Or Not long poem

Life it seems is crazy, but crazy kind of good, Finally things are turning out the way they should, Finally I’m standing right where I should be, I’m ready but I question is the world ready for me? I see

Swarming

Swarming short poem

A solid belief of karmic influence becomes fluidus but life was questioning again. You take to wars with thousand of nukes: still the daffodils were dancing. Float me on the bodies of bullet ridden moons and clouds: the red river,

London Fog

London Fog short poem

In the London fog she walks like light Light as soft as the lofty stars Dreams are haunted Liverpool ships Herdwick sheep bleating by Lake Windermere She sounds the bells of destiny Oscar Wilde with a black cane Morose of

Kebechet

Kebechet short poem

Pitch white fades to black, In this silent birth, no stillborn arises. Contrarily, life thrives in its silence. Her beauty everywhere, yet impossible to track. Stars alight her skin, Struck with constant reincarnation. The brightest are long dead, The newborns,

Slovenly Appearance

Slovenly Appearance prose poem

He operates a picayune business– A tea stall with very little eatables People expect in such stalls And look at him with surprise But he remains unmoved He has his own shabby style of living He carries on business in