Hoping Poems

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

Still Waiting

Still Waiting short poem

Well we were over years ago I just wish somebody would tell my heart…you’ve moved on with your life and I know our love will never come again so why can’t I learn to let you go and get on

Unanswered

Unanswered long poem

The user keeps robbing the soul. The circulation of lies spinning the arrow my way. Why can’t love be reciprocated? Agony plagues the heart. Deception hovers over the mind. Why the heart and the mind cannot be at peace? The

Down At The Station

Down At The Station long poem

Waiting Down at The Station to catch the 2:05 I thought I heard your voice calling out my name but I guess it was just the chatter of the crowd or the noise inside my brain, my tears begin to

Poems containing references to : Hoping

Oh Kashmir My Heart Bleeds For You

Oh Kashmir My Heart Bleeds For You short poem

Oh Kashmir Heaven on the Earth The natural beauty of yours has no dearth Oh Kashmir how my heart bleeds for you An Emperor had said once If there is a heaven on this Earth It is here, It is

Freddy The Flea

Freddy The Flea long poem

Freddy the flea moved in here with me, and his family were queued up behind. I said ‘it’s a cheek’, but he looked pretty bleak, so I said c’mon in’ ‘cos I’m kind. In they all trotted, and now they

Midnight

Midnight short poem

Midnight is fun With all the wrappers and covers All the extra cloths All the extra socks All the extra shorts All the extra mittens The rain is going The moon is up high MIDNIGHT Is as dark as a

Alive

Alive long poem

Childhood …well that’s quite hazy. Everyday was a new task, every milestone a new story, every year a new place, a new start. Those days, those changes I had always wished it never happened or never mattered But here I am.. thrown

Woeful Wait

Woeful Wait short poem

Back in those old days, a wife awaits her husband on a stormy night, hoping for his safe return. .. Waiting for her love, an enigmatic sailor. In vain gowns and a luscious healthy pallor! The porch, radiant in jewels

This day, that year! This day, that year!

This day, that year! This day, that year! long poem

Once again it’s that time of the year When heart saddens and fills with emotions Mind reminisces with thoughts of bygones This day, that year! This day, that year! Recalls that little voice from within This day, that year! This

Natural Born Winner

Natural Born Winner short poem

When you feel the rain as it hits your flesh, or feeling a sharp pain within your chest. Words can cut, words can destroy, thats how words are felt when you are a boy. When I became an adult my

An Empty Soul

An Empty Soul prose poem

When I awoke that fatal day I knew there was something amiss the agonizing striking pain doubled me over on the cold floor My eyes began to well with tears and gushed down like a rushing waterfall a cold eerie

To My Thirteen Year Old

To My Thirteen Year Old short poem

Dear Nikkie, Today, you are on the threshold of a wondrous world A world that will be fascinating, fun and lots of discoveries You are stepping out of your baby clothes And entering the almost adult world You may be

Alone On The Lonely Island

Alone On The Lonely Island prose poem

All alone on the lonely Island, I feel I am left alone. I keep murmuring , Hoping someone listens to me. There’s no one to laugh with, No one to sing with me. I wonder why am I alive, when

Speramus Meliora

Speramus Meliora sonnet poems

Hope is a flower growing in the heart A tender thing that has its roots in stone Hope asks for nothing for its growth to start Except, perhaps, just to be left alone. That bud of hope does no one

I See I See I See

I See I See I See short poem

I see, I see, I see, I feel to bend thy knee, They pass away cutting the line of my vision and I am left with Lock and key. I feel to break the barriers and they threat me to

Chasing Pavements

Chasing Pavements prose poem

Here to perform for their living arrive, ‘more talents’ In their mind on world stage, reality chasing pavements The likes of these acts been here many times before “Please stop, look, listen! Never know what’s in store?” Lots of people

The Tears Fall

The Tears Fall long poem

I keep thinking That the tears will stop That in time, They’ll just fade But the more the days and months pass The harder they come, Each time I cry I could just fall into an abyss I want to

Lost In The Ocean

Lost In The Ocean long poem

Sometimes happy sometimes sad and sometimes just lost in the middle wondering about what life has its plans if I can understand even a little But no matter how hard I try life seem to always out-fly Every attempt I

Little White Hair

Little White Hair short poem

Little white hair You’re stuck to my scalp And I’m ok with that As long as no one can tell…. Snuggle up quiet Under the black tresses ‘Coz quite frankly You don’t match, like, ANY of my dresses…. You’re crazy

Eternity

Eternity long poem

Somewhere and somehow, how and where I don’t know. But from ‘twinkle twinkle little star’, to the melody’a thing of beauty is a joy forever’we grow up. The past 15 years can be compared to the life of the ‘Brook’.

Taken for Granted

Taken for Granted short poem

i slept – unaware of your gazing eyes i slept – unaware of what was going on inside your mind i slept – because in you i trusted blindly i slept – because of the security you offered to me.

The Land And The Soul

The Land And The Soul prose poem

From my point of view, grandma was my pillar of love and strength Mother was a faithful wife, a loving homemaker, and a good hairdresser Daddy was a breadwinner, versatile entrepreneur, and plantation manager Jack, given to me when just

I Hate Goodbyes

I Hate Goodbyes short poem

Goodbyes mean I’m not going to see you! No more waking up to your smile, Can’t hear your voice anymore- And can’t hold you anymore. Can you hear my heart beating- Crying out to you Begging you to stay? Can

The Rocking Chair

The Rocking Chair prose poem

Sitting on my rocking chair, I write from the perspective of a wheelchair thanking God for open doors and cursing people for treating me like a dog on the floor Sometimes you need things,simple things, good, bad things will come

Christmas

Christmas prose poem

When there were no more Messiahs left to kill that day, the men of the town went home for another night of hoping, wailing, waiting and praying. The Night bore them a child. And Morning came knocking on their doors

A Purple Umbrella

A Purple Umbrella long poem

A purple umbrella What once blocked the rain Now catches the opportunity A purple umbrella What protected me from discomfort Now prevents puddles A purple umbrella The comfort of not being wet Has been exchanged for the freedom to breath

Kleptomania Fingers

Kleptomania Fingers long poem

They sit on high chairs Where they wear most expensive clothes Their shoes were pointed and shining They speak like parrots and walk like peacocks They made promises which they will never fulfil They live in a hell of paradise

Piece by Piece

Piece by Piece short poem

I’ve placed you inside my heart for now. I’m hoping you won’t break your way out too soon. This love will fade away but I’ve waited long enough. Please don’t add more bricks to the surrounding wall. Help me tear

Night Fury

Night Fury short poem

Vaccumed into my skin , I couldn’t breathe in the storm , so be it . You have me whole , without a doubt. The distant between us ripped our souls apart , Barely holding on to our memories hoping

One Year Disease

One Year Disease short poem

2 weeks, I look in the mirror and all I see Fat, ugly, and worthless staring back at me I pinch my stomach hoping it will shrink It has only been two weeks; I will soon look better… I think

The Imp And The Fairy Princess

The Imp And The Fairy Princess long poem

There once was an imp whose appearance was vain, his behavior was foolish, even his speech and imposing mannerisms were maimed! From those eastern cannibalistic lands afar he and his kind had once been blessed, indentured to serve the superlative

If You Want It, Come And Get It

If You Want It, Come And Get It long poem

Well and if you like what you see then c’mon and make a move on me swallow your pride and don’t be shy… Yeah IF YOU WANT IT COME AND GET IT, I swear you won’t regret it we can

Wild Life

Wild Life short poem

Far away in a world of my own, lost and can’t be found Gone in a moment with the wind,top speed, heading for a brick wall A war in my mind as I try to unwind with a bottle of

The Greatest Show On Earth

The Greatest Show On Earth prose poem

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Greatest Show on Earth We’ve got Daredevils, acrobats and clowns dishing out the mirth” Somewhere speakers crackle to life and a record plays “Ra da da da da da da da da da” The

A Letter To Adele In My Head

A Letter To Adele In My Head long poem

*Read as Macloghin, with a g, not an f Angriness paves way to thought and it is me who is thinking, though I feel otherwise, and see whoever it was that god in that song, telling me to be clown’s

Intoxicating Light

Intoxicating Light short poem

You’re like the sun, splashing vividness towards the sky Nonetheless it’s just way too far, way too high Saddened that even imagination can’t bond And yet not even in my dreams thy cannot grasp your hand And I’m right here

In The Spring

In The Spring short poem

When you come back to me in the spring, I will bestow all my love upon you, also well-being. Locking you in the depth of my heart without any will, I will fulfill all your dreams with dazzling smile. Deep

Two Little Frogs (part 2).

Two Little Frogs (part 2). long poem

The two little frogs awoke next day feeling very blythe and happy were they After breakfast they decided to go to the river bank. They hopped real slow They wanted to know where the river went as it bubbled along

Please, Why?

Please, Why? long poem

To the first guy, who ever made me cry. May I ask you why? You told me you love me, But why did you make me feel like I could just die. I didn’t really know, If I should believe

Slow down

Slow down short poem

The things you do when there is nothing Hungry bellies looking to excel Young minds spending their time bluffing and how the stories tell Pure with gracious words and subtle movements Grabbing eyes and thoughts the same Never staying in