Hopefull Poems

Hopefull poems bring the best collection of short and long hopefull poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great hopefull rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these hopefull poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on hopefull are here for you.

Hope

Hope short poem

Hope Sometimes I’m hopeful Clouds begin to lighten up Sun starts to shine through Grey skies turn to blue I see a future A degree And a job I love. I see a marriage Some kids And even a farm

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School Life

School Life short poem

school life just like in a child’s dream like a bird to be taught to fly and live primary classes to higher classes step by step I learnt to live and understand life better than ever Terrific weightage of books

Reminder

Reminder short poem

Sitting on the heap of mortals, an angel failed. The world was not going to change. The kill had inspired only a naked aggression. Not blindfolded he took the bullet in heart to become a holy martyr. The pretention caused

What’s Happiness?

Whats Happiness? short poem

Happiness; It surfaces daily, in no definite forms. A kind act, a warm touch, A gurgling child, a day without qualms! A satisfying meal, a coffee past din, A melody that touches the core, A distant voice of a close

Welcome Sir!

Welcome Sir! short poem

It was a fascinating night like albino children playing in park. I was gazing at sky. The years have gone by one by one. I am still walking on dead leaves refusing the fruits. This was me, no urge, no

May Day

May Day short poem

lamplight reflection sits in the trees gives eyes to the leaves they watch without blinking there is beauty everywhere an old couple reworking their wills to include their new granddaughter a lay preacher sober since last Sunday enthralled with the

Mrs. Victim

Mrs. Victim long poem

I feel so lost. I feel so confused. Every morning i wake up and wish it hadn’t been you. Anyone else but why you? I love you so intently but yet i still remember your face while ripping off my

Lifeless Void

Lifeless Void prose poem

Life goes on its usual course, where everyday is a remembrance of the void in my life, of the void I have created in others’ lives and of the void I myself have become! yes, there is no running away

A Prayer, if Wishy-washy, to Myself

A Prayer, if Wishy washy, to Myself short poem

Grant me but these easy wishes: Simple fare my daily dishes; Safe fare from vice and vanity; Work-joy, love, peace and sanity; A quiet mind and quiet breath And when I die, a quiet death; Thereafter, grant me dissolution, Anonymity

Fifty Years From Now ..

Fifty Years From Now .. short poem

Fifty years from now, I’d see a retired woman in the mirror of the world. Sitting beside the man of my dreams, I’d notice his face with wrinkles and effects of ageing, that must have penetrated into my skin as

2 a.m.

2 a.m. short poem

Let’s get wasted at 2 am and say all of the things that have never been said – you know, while we’re sober, on guard and too ashamed to speak? I want to know what and how you think. We

Love Sonnet 83

Love Sonnet 83 sonnet poems

If you should leave me, leave me not a kiss, To make me think that you are still around, Or reminisce the days with you in bliss, And walk in midair, inches from the ground; Care not to even shake

Stand Up

Stand Up long poem

They say we should stand for something so I’m standing for this, A voice for the broken, to ensure we’re not dismissed, An example of the fact that you should not discriminate, We don’t dislike ourselves, it’s just the illness

Loving What I Hear

Loving What I Hear short poem

It was there when I was not Born. Gently playing even when I Mourn. Slowly awakening the hearts full of Stone. And purposely breaking the ice I can’t Burn. It reflects the way I Act. It inspires the way I

Woman

Woman prose poem

That essence Those hands, that body that caresses who breastfeeds us that gives us life starting an eternal struggle who always leaves his teachings Their loves his consolations That essence that multiplies in the sister, in the aunt, in the

Warmth Of Hand

Warmth Of Hand short poem

I still can feel the warmth of your hand on mine My eyes carry your beautiful figure and image For my lonely soul beauty was fine like wine For excellence of love chain let be on one page Let us

The Wasteland Limericks

The Wasteland Limericks short poem

The world it was changed with aplomb, When they let loose the nuclear bomb. After living in fear For many a year, Now it’s time to leave Vault 101. But fighting the bandits is hell, When your shotgun does run

Worthy Mother

Worthy Mother short poem

Inspiration, a nest of love, robust, tough, and polite, the queen of queens, and its only right, yet I feel wrong, for in this life, I was not able to treat you right, all the diamonds in this earth do

Types Of Love

Types Of Love long poem

There are three kinds of love, Love that tests you, Love that loves you, Love that doesn’t love you back. The love that tests you, doesn’t conquer, it leads you, to the unfathomable galaxies, most of them are imaginary, where

Feel Of Sharing A God

Feel Of Sharing A God short poem

It should not have happened this way, or that way, rendering breathing difficult in the intense smoke of misunderstanding. The granite wall between the doors! You grope through a thicket of words crossing the centuries of hate. Sun, no sun

Co

Co short poem

Some science and commerce words are cut to use ‘co’ in shortcut. The intelligent way of stamping saves the labor of writing. Company loses its ‘mpany’ and ‘C0’ never looks funny. Another ‘Co’ presents color of black berry and ‘Cobalt’

Into The Mountain

Into The Mountain short poem

Into the mountain I look and see, beautiful creatures, I behold and thee, with tall trees and green grass that’s smiling at me. Into the mountain I wash my face and drink it’s fresh water, a clear blue sky gazing

You Are the Master of Life

You Are the Master of Life short poem

Aim to be the Master of Life. Heaven never waits; let’s take this today, before it’s gone like yesterday Every generation gets the grief, sure do we all; But the Master is he who doesn’t feel perplexed at all. One,

Rhapsody In The Feet Of Master

Rhapsody In The Feet Of Master short poem

Rhapsody in the Feet of Master He called me to come in his room The moment I entered into his room I felt as if I am entering In sanctum Sanctorum He sat down on his chair And closed his

Their Reward

Their Reward elegy

Smoke billows and mingling with the dust rises, a solid choking mass that coats with dirty grey the shapes that lie so still. The silence, broken only by a tearful moan, uneasy on the waiting ears of those who stand

The Night Sky

The Night Sky short poem

As the sun dives into the beguiling sky And the darkness is about to smear the vault of heaven. The mind, then wanders the lonesome places. The moment , when the mollified region is filled with despondency. The night, then

On Mr. John Milton’s Comus

On Mr. John Milton’s Comus short poem

For Lord’s exultant installation thou Singest for the performance at Ludlow, Of greatest Virtue that high Heav’n bestows On mansions virgin demoiselles doth house, That no temptation could utterly soil, No evil spirit ever durst to foil, Nor Circe’s son

I Will Listen

I Will Listen short poem

I will listen closely to your heart From dawn to sunset I will hear When the stars shine I will listen At night I shall hear your dreams Hear the sea with its mystery Read the poetry of glory Spring

Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mothers Day short poem

To all the women I know, who are mothers or yet to be You are the chosen ones to carry in your wombs The future and your legacy Through all the pain and the suffering And through all the sacrifice

Love

Love short poem

Love that causes my heart to flutter, Mouth to water, knees to tremble, Lungs to lose oxygen, skin to be matted with hives, I could do without, but want to live beside. Wish to ride your intoxicating effects, maintain your

What Makes You Truly Happy?

What Makes You Truly Happy? long poem

What makes you really happy? Happiness is so subjective to what is in our hearts That some say it is going to see the Great Canyons or a necklace made of pearls Yet to others it is driving a Lamborghini

Yourself

Yourself short poem

Watch your beautiful smile, You shine so bright, Mama calls you her pride, Teachers called you a star! You are more than rubies and pearls., You are bubbly like a glass of Cristal, Yet you move so dull as if

Daises In Your Heart

Daises In Your Heart sonnet poems

The tride says you reside here with my snow All of your brighest hair, been tarnished with rust You hardly knew I can discem your daisies grow Where your heart alone has fallen to my dust When the moon rages,

Asleep

Asleep short poem

The house is still and everyone is asleep That is when I let myself weep It feels so good, to let go And not put on a show No need to smile no kids around Who need to see me

Let go

Let go short poem

When you ripped my mind and watched the fragments fly up around all over, I wonder how the frozen weightlessness of my memories of our past made you feel. Smiling, I let you go, while you still tried to melt

Generation Next

Generation Next short poem

The advent of the new Century, Brought rapid strides in Technology. Obsolete, became MS DOS, Replaced now, by Windows. Standalones got wired, through LANS, On-line, real-time, brought WAN. Close on heels, came E-mail, To see information Sail. Mere surfing of

Deeply Grateful

Deeply Grateful short poem

Well if I were to count my blessings They would outnumber the grains of Sand on the shore but I’m only human And just like everybody I often take Them for granted still that’s no excuse So please forgive me

Stardust

Stardust long poem

After the pain, some wrath, and more tears Woke up from the trance, which seemed like years The volatile love vaporized to steam Was pinched by reality, out of the pipe dream My heart’d stopped beating and broken apart Residing

Softness

Softness short poem

From hereness to thereness a heat flows- in the height of fears. A timeless need to map out the pain of earth, floating on clouds. Lemon grass cuts the swan lake. There was a devil in water, hiding under the

My Sunshine

My Sunshine short poem

In the darkest of hours, I still knew there will be dawn, You will arise like a sun, To fill me with light and warmth, To make the world beautiful for me, To make me your Queen, In the chariot