Future Hope Poems

Mystique mist shrouds the penultimate path 
to the time future faded in obscurity. 
In twilight hour the sunset swansong echoes
the tune of forlorn spent life,...

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Now that someone cares about me
something has changed in me;
it has suddenly cheered me up,
it has brought me a ray of hope!

From now on, life...

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Through winding roads and stormy skies 

In silent thoughts, my spirit flies 

A quest for peace, a heart’s decree, 

This winding path is a journey...

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A brand new candidate got elected
The present incumbent got ejected
Lambasted and rejected
‘Tis another novel dawn in America
‘Tis another extraordinary day at the plaza
Of love, unity,...

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There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death,
And though I cannot always see him, upon my neck...

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“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.” — Maya Angelou


Dark thoughts...

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Diaries left open and letters framed,
chronological ink waving from a horizon, gone.
Clothes hung to recreate a wedding, a dance, a touch – 
enclosed in glass...

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What the future holds for us, no one knows for sure
Hopefully, very shortly, headlines will read for cancer we have a cure
The human race is...

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He struggled so for many days
And even years in many ways.
Sometimes it all became a haze,

Until life seemed just a chore
And so, it ends; he...

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results may vary
when words pursue their quarry
people turn wary

simple is better
even in Dear John letter
feelings unfetter

angry verbs go rogue
no matter how softly spoke
estrangements invoke

lurking cold...

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I sit beside myself and think,
And try to evaluate my life;
Yes, my life that is blotted with ink
My life of which evaluation would cause strife.

A...

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I've been trying to find balance in the sheets,
but they keep scolding me.

For action to be taken, my dreams shall disappear.
And the knife is forced...

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I exist, though my presence feels seldom acknowledged. Fighting replays of tunes to woe is me, my own Ted Talk; that unconscious internal victims speech....

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One day we´ll be far away from here
With both our minds oh so clear
Hand in hand we'll walk down the street
And then I´ll give you...

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Upon the tracks, the train does glide,
With people inside, a bustling tide.
I wonder their thoughts, as they journey along,
To places afar, or where they belong..

Are...

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