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It’s easy to feel hopeless when life crushes you, with one wave of misery slamming into the next.
Perhaps you’ve been hanging on by your teeth and don’t have the strength to continue.
However, you do.
You have the ability to muster the smallest grain of inspiration and optimism.
The hope poems we’ve compiled here may be that seed, pushing you to regain your footing and foresee a brighter future.
Let’s look at these poems about hope now.
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Inspirational Poems about Hope
Hope is the one thing that can bring us through the most difficult situations. Whether you’re going through a tough moment or need some inspiration, these poems of hope and encouragement can help.
1. Just Wait for The Sun
by Lisa Marks
When everything’s darkness
And you feel so alone,
When the rain doesn’t stop
And you can’t make it home,
When it feels all is lost
And you just want to run,
It can’t rain forever.
Just wait for the sun.
When family is pain,
When friends can’t be found,
When you just want to scream
But you can’t find the sound,
When it’s all your fault,
And you feel like you’re done,
Just wait for the sun.
The sunshine will come.
The storm always passes.
It won’t last forever.
The rain always stops and gives way to good weather.
The brightest and warmest of days still to come.
Please wait for the sun.
The sunshine will come.
People who need you,
People who still love you
Can warm up your soul like the sunshine above you.
You’re never alone,
No matter what’s done.
Wait for the sun.
Just wait for the sun.
Dark clouds always pass.
I promise you, hun.
We’re all waiting with you.
Just wait for the sun.
2. Finding Hope
by Patricia A Fleming
I’ve always viewed life from the side lines,
Just watching it passing me by.
In the past, too afraid to just let go and live,
And lately too tired to try.
I’ve envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my time hiding out from the world
And searching for ways to escape.
For most of my life I truly believed
I was here to help somebody else,
But now it’s so clear it was just an excuse.
To avoid living life for myself.
It’s sad that our lives and the pain we endure
Can weaken our strength to move on,
But if we get lost in the scars of our past,
Without knowing our lives will be gone.
It’s true, people are disappointing,
They can turn in the blink of an eye,
But we can’t avoid hurting each other,
When we all want a chance at this life.
But there’s something I’ve learned through the wisdom of age,
A truth about all of our lives,
And that is no matter what path we each take,
In the end, we just want to survive.
So the time has now come to conquer my fears
And to stand up and face a new day.
Let the hurts of my past wash away with my tears
And stop letting my life slip away.
3. Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
by Emily Dickinson
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune with out the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
4. This, Too, Will Pass
This, too, will pass.
O heart, say it over and over,
Out of your deepest sorrow,
out of your deepest grief,
No hurt can last forever–
Perhaps tomorrow will bring relief.
This, too, will pass.
It will spend itself–
Its fury will die as the wind dies down
with the setting sun;
Assuaged and calm, you will rest again,
Forgetting a thing that is done.
Repeat it again and again,
O heart, for your comfort;
This, too, will pass
as surely as passed before
The old forgotten pain, and the other sorrows
That once you bore.
As certain as stars at night,
or dawn after darkness,
Inherent as the lift of the blowing grass,
Whatever your despair or your frustration–
This, too, will pass.
5. Look for The Blossom
by Jessica Bryan
The blossom will always grow.
The seasons will always change.
People come and go,
Their shadows comforting and strange.
The flowers will always bloom
Once the darkness subsides.
When every corner is filled with gloom,
Remember the sun just hides.
Brighter days will follow.
Earth will keep moving.
Look for the brighter color.
Help lift the darkness looming.
Breathe in the air around us.
Close your eyes for a minute’s rest.
Live life for those who guided us,
For this moment is just a test.
You will get stronger.
Days will get longer.
Hope will flourish,
Memories to cherish.
6. As Is Life
by Albi Demeza
It’s strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It’s a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it’s laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
7. Perfect
by Shianne
My heart flows through this icy land.
Come and take my lonely hand.
Show me how to make things right.
Cry these tears no more tonight.
Sing this sorrowful song into the air.
Try to live with out a care.
Look up at the stars in the sky.
Dry those tears from your eye.
Lift your head, bring your smiles back.
Paint your world with color instead of black.
Undo your lies, make them true.
Don’t let your anger take over you.
Open your eyes, what do you see?
There’s so many things that you could be
If instead of thinking, you actually tried
And forgot about the tears you cried.
You could be living in a world of hope
And letting go, learning how to cope.
With everything life throws your way
And living your fullest every day.
You can force the shadows back to the dark.
Leave with out a single scratch or mark.
You can learn to live with out your pain,
Without putting yourself through this strain.
You can learn all this if you only realize
It only matters what perfect is in your eyes.
8. My Repossessed Hope
by Evangeline King
Gasping for air
I cling, I cling
to whatever’s left
to anything
Walls closing in
room spins, room spins
Getting so dizzy
this ride needs to end
Fist hammers down
the pain, the pain
Sunshine is gone
There’s nothing but rain
Fall to my knees
I cave, I cave
Tide swept me up
now I’m lost in the waves
Too tired to fight
Can’t cope, can’t cope
No way to regain
my repossessed hope
9. If Only
by Petra Sheane
If Only…
A prayer was held in our nation,
Beauty was seen in more ways than one,
Children who are lost could find their salvation,
Death was slain and torture was done.
If Only…
Earth was awakened after years of endurance,
Forgotten feelings were rekindled anew,
God was man’s only path and assurance,
Hope was the foundation of the world we knew.
If Only…
I knew more stories than those that were told,
Joy was a plague, and peace a disease,
Knowledge was worth more than silver and gold,
Love was sacred and endless as the seas.
If Only…
Miracles were seen more than daylight,
Never was replaced with forever,
Our eyes could see through the dark of the night,
Passion lived in us more than ever.
If Only…
Questions were answered, and answers were questioned,
Roses were pure and with out thorns,
Sadness received only love and affection,
The empty knew why it was they were born.
If Only…
Us as a nation would join hands in song,
Victory was a gift to the humble,
When tears were shed, the earth felt strong,
Exalted men would fall and crumble.
If Only…
You and I would last forever.
If Only…
Beautiful Poems about Hope
We all experience low points in our lives. Read the following beautiful poetries about hope and consider the advice that these poets provide. Discover a poem about hope to motivate you.
1. I’m Busy
by Brooke Hampton
I’m busy;
but not in the way
most people accept.
I’m busy calming my fear
and finding my courage.
I’m busy listening to my kids.
I’m busy getting in touch
with what is real.
I’m busy growing things and
connecting with the natural world.
I’m busy questioning my answers.
I’m busy being present in my life.
2. Believe in Yourself
by Sagar
Believe in yourself and you can achieve
Things you never thought possible.
Believe in yourself and you can discover
New talents hidden inside of you.
Believe in yourself and you can reach
New heights that you thought immeasurable.
Believe in yourself and you can elucidate
The problem that defies every solution.
Believe in yourself and you can tackle
The hardest of all situations.
Believe in yourself and you can make
The complicated things seem simple.
Believe in yourself and you can enjoy
The beauty of nature’s creation.
Believe in yourself and you can learn
Skills of gaining knowledge from experience.
Believe in yourself and you can discern
New depths in your life.
Believe in yourself and you can perform
Way beyond your expectations.
Believe in your aim and work towards it,
With elation, determination and dedication.
Believe in yourself and you’ll feel blessed,
As you are God’s special creation.
3. Time Goes
by Crystal Lewis
Time goes by and slips away
Just as the sky turns from blue to grey.
We are here but only for a short stay.
Don’t let life pass with words you never say.
Don’t live in anger, with fear and regrets.
Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.
Don’t judge too quickly, as you may be wrong.
Instead, choose to live life as an uplifting song.
When tears fall, wipe them away
As they will only last but for a day.
Sometimes we hurt because we care.
Sometimes life seems unfair.
We make mistakes we wish we could change
And wonder how our life could be rearranged.
Second chances last only for so long, reach out to others
As we are all sisters and brothers.
There are angels in heaven that watch us every day.
They look over us as we laugh and play.
Live with joy, and when you lie down at night,
Thank the Lord and release any strife.
4. Keep Going
by Kate Summers
When failures come – keep going
When you feel like giving up – keep going
When people mock your idea – keep going
When challenges you face – keep going
When mistakes are made, learn – but keep going
Because perseverance just keeps going!
5. Look Well to This Day
by Kalidasa, Indian Poet
Look well to this day,
For it and it alone is life.
In its brief course
Lie all the essence of your existence:
The Glory of Growth
The Satisfaction of Achievement
The Splendor of Beauty
For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is but a vision.
But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
6. Don’t Quit
by Anonymous
When things go wrong as they sometimes will;
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill;
When the funds are low, and the debts are high;
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh;
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Success is failure turned inside out;
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;
And you can never tell how close you are;
It may be near when it seems afar.
So, stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit –
It’s when things go wrong that you mustn’t quit.
7. Things You Can Control
by Caleb LP Gunner
Your Beliefs
Your attitude
Your thoughts
Your perspective
How honest you are
Who your friends are
What books you read
How often you exercise
The type of food you eat
How many risks you take
How you interpret the situation
How kind you are to others
How kind you are to yourself
How often you say “I love you.”
How often you say “thank you.”
How you express your feelings
Whether or not you ask for help
How often you practice gratitude
How many times you smile today
The amount of effort you put forth
How you spend / invest your money
How much time you spend worrying
How often you think about your past
Whether or not you judge other people
Whether or not you try again after a setback
How much you appreciate the things you have
8. Sunny Soul
by M. A. Kidder
To the sunny soul that is full of hope,
And whose beautiful trust ne’er faileth,
The grass is green, and the flowers are bright.
Though the wintry storm prevaileth.
9. Hope Never Slumbers Long
by Anna J. Granniss
Not even Hope can always soar and sing;
Sometimes she needs must rest a willing wing.
And wait in midst of her glad carolling.
Faint not, dear heart, though she rest over night –
Her wings are swifter than the wings of light;
They’re gaining strength for more enduring flight.
Fret not because her voice is sometimes still;
It may be catching some new lilt or thrill;
She’ll sing again, all of her own sweet will.
Perhaps when worn with pain, in darkened room.
Denied the light, the beauty, and the bloom,
You’ll see a little rift with in the gloom;
Then hear a stir, as of unfolding wings;
And low, sweet notes, as one who tries the strings
In tender prelude just before he sings.
And wakened Hope, grown vigorous and strong.
Will then surprise the silence with a song –
Keep a brave heart, Hope never slumbers long.
Famous Poems about Hope
These famous hope poems demonstrate the role of hope in the great minds of history, both present and past. Take a closer look at them.
1. Never Let Go of Hope
by Jancarl Campi
One day
you will see
that it all
has finally come together.
What you have
always wished for
has finally come to be.
You will look back
and laugh at what has passed
and you will ask yourself,
“How did I get through all of that?”
Just never let go of hope.
Just never quit dreaming.
And never let love
depart from your life.
2. Hope Is Better
by Martin Tupper
Never go gloomy, man with a mind,
Hope is a better companion than fear;
Providence, ever benignant and kind,
Gives with a smile what you take with a tear;
All will be right,
Look to the light.
Morning was ever the daughter of night;
All that was black will be all that is bright,
Cheerily, cheerily, then cheer up.
Many a foe is a friend in disguise,
Many a trouble a blessing most true,
Helping the heart to be happy and wise,
With love ever precious and joys ever new.
Stand in the van,
Strike like a man!
This is the bravest and cleverest plan;
Trusting in God while you do what you can.
Cheerily, cheerily, then cheer up.
3. Hope
by Max Ehrmann
Deny me all the good of earth —
All joy and soul-rebounding mirth,
All wealth and rank and love’s great days;
But leave one thing by which to cope
With ebbing life’s dim evening rays —
Leave me but hope.
4. The Year
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That’s not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of the year.
5. No Nation Can Hope
by Roy L. Smith
No nation can hope –
For prosperity so long as millions are denied opportunity.
For peace that does not cultivate the goodwill of other nations.
For honor which does not respect other nation’s honor.
For safety which does not deal openly with other nations.
For international respect which does not respect international opinion.
For profitable trade which undertakes to get all the profits.
For permanence which defies the moral order of the universe.
6. Don’t Let The Song Go Our of Your Life
By Kate R. Stiles
Don’t let the song go out of your life;
Though it chance sometimes to flow
In a minor strain, it will blend again
With the major tone, you know.
What though shadows rise to obscure life’s skies,
And hide for a time the sun;
They sooner will lift, and reveal the rift,
If you let the melody run.
Don’t let the song go out of your life;
Ah! it never would need to go.
If with thought more true and a broader view
We looked at this life below.
Oh! Why should we moan that life’s springtime has flown,
Or sigh for the fair summer time?
The autumn hath days filled with paeans of praise.
And the winter hath bells that chime.
7. Positive Hope
by Catherine Pulsifer
We can lose many things in life
We may find we have had our share of strife
But the one thing you never want to loose
Is your hope, you get to choose.
You can stay focused on the negative today
You can blame others in every way
But at the end of it all,
Our hope will prevent us from a fall.
You see focusing on things will get better
Will keep our lives centered
To look forward with positive hope
Rather than sit around and mope.
8. Every Day
by Anonymous
Every day is a fresh beginning,
Every morn is the world made new;
You who are weary of sorrow and sinning.
Here is a beautiful hope for you;
A hope for me and a hope for you.
Short Poems about Hope
Whether we are going through a difficult period or just looking forward, we all need to hold on to hope. The words in these short poems on hope encourage you to never give up hope.
1. Do Something
by Lucy Larcom
If the world seems cool to you,
Kindle fires to warm it!
Let their comfort hide from you
Winters that deform it.
Hearts as frozen as your own
To that radiance gather;
You will soon forget to moan,
“Ah! the cheerless weather! “
If the world’s a “vale of tears,”
Smile till rainbows span it;
Breathe the love that life endears
Clear from clouds to fan it.
Of your gladness lend a gleam
Unto souls that shiver;
Show them how dark sorrow’s stream
Blends with hope’s bright river.
2. His Hope With All
by Mary H. Houghton
The night is mother of the day,
The winter of the spring;
And even upon old decay
The greenest mosses cling.
Behind the cloud the starlight lurks;
Through showers the sunbeams fall;
For God, who loveth all His works.
Hath left His hope with all.
3. Ray of Hope
by Celia Thaxter
There is no day so dark.
But through the murk some ray of hope may steal.
Some blessed touch from heaven, that we may feel
If we but choose to mark.
We shut the portals fast
And turn the key, and let no sunshine in;
Yet the worst despair that comes through sin
God’s light shall reach at last.
4. Hope
by Anonymous
Tis better to hope, though clouds hang low,
And keep the eyes uplifted,
For the sweet blue sky will soon peep through,
When the ominous clouds are rifted.
There was never a night with out a day,
Or an evening with out a morning.
And the darkest hour, as the proverb goes,
Is the hour before the dawning.
5. Good Time Comin’
by Anonymous
Thank the Lord,
If today has sorrow
We can live in hope
Of a bright tomorrow!
And still find peace
When the storm is hummin’,
An’ sweet release
In the good time comin’!
6. Singing Through The Rain
by Luella Clark
O Robin, singing through the rain,
How welcome is thy clear refrain,
The tempest trying all in vain
To cheat thee of thy song!
What cheerfulness, by pain unspent.
What gladness born of calm content.
Unto thy strain belong.
Let sinking hearts, taught by thy strain,
Learn, too, to triumph over pain.
And, like thee, singing in the rain
A song of hope and cheer.
7. Words of Strength
by Friedrich Schiller
There are three lessons I would write,
Three words as with a burning pen,
In tracings of eternal light,
Upon the hearts of men.
Have hope. Though clouds environ now,
And gladness hides her face in scorn,
Put thou the shadow from thy brow;
No night but hath its morn.
Have faith. Where’er thy bark is driven –
The calm’s disport, the tempest’s mirth –
Know this: God rules the hosts of heaven,
The inhabitants of earth.
Have love – not love alone for one,
But man as man thy brother call,
And scatter like the circling sun
Thy charities on all.
Thus grave these lessons on thy soul –
Hope, Faith, and Love – and thou shalt find
Strength when life’s surges rudest roll,
Light when thou else wert blind.
Long Poems about Hope
Here is a list of long poetry about hope. May the words in these long poems encourage you and remind you to never give up on hope and faith!
1. Still I Rise
by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
2. Goodbye to Tolerance
by denise levertove
Genial poets, pink-faced
earnest wits—
you have given the world
some choice morsels,
gobbets of language presented
as one presents T-bone steak
and Cherries Jubilee.
Goodbye, goodbye,
don’t care
if I never taste your fine food again,
neutral fellows, seers of every side.
Tolerance, what crimes
are committed in your name.
And you, good women, bakers of nicest bread,
blood donors. Your crumbs
choke me, I would not want
a drop of your blood in me, it is pumped
by weak hearts, perfect pulses that never
falter: irresponsive
to nightmare reality.
It is my brothers, my sisters,
whose blood spurts out and stops
forever
because you choose to believe it is not your business.
Goodbye, goodbye,
your poems
shut their little mouths,
your loaves grow moldy,
a gulf has split
the ground between us,
and you won’t wave, you’re looking
another way.
We shan’t meet again—
unless you leap it, leaving
behind you the cherished
worms of your dispassion,
your pallid ironies,
your jovial, murderous,
wry-humored balanced judgment,
leap over, un-
balanced? … then
how our fanatic tears
would flow and mingle
for joy …
3. Caged Bird
by Maya Angelou
The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill for the caged bird
sings of freedom
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
4. Hold Your Heart
by Ashley Bahr
Remember those days when you were young?
Life was as easy as it could be.
There were laughs and stories and dreams.
You saw the sunshine and you were free.
Well there comes a point when you realize
That you finally have to grow up
And that hiding under your covers
Won’t ever be quite enough.
I know those days when it feels like
There’s no way you can keep going on.
Life just isn’t worth living,
And nothing could be more wrong.
Those days when it’s such a struggle
Just to pull yourself out of the bed.
The depression, it overwhelms you.
The fearful thoughts are spinning through your head.
Those days when you feel so broken
And the pieces keep falling apart.
Your sky grows stormy and gray.
Too much pain for this young, burdened heart.
You feel like there’s no solution
To this riddle or game they call life.
And when it’s your darkest hour,
It is then that I’ll show you the light.
The light at the end of the tunnel
When you thought maybe this was the end.
I promise there’s beautiful sunshine
On this dark road with sharp turns and bends.
Though it may not always seem it,
There’s still happiness in this place.
And what you have to realize
Is that it takes a little faith.
I have always been here with you,
Just as I always will be,
And when life knocks you down so low,
Just put your trust in me.
So remember those days when you were young.
Life was as easy as it could be.
There were laughs and stories and dreams.
You saw the sunshine and you were free.
Well now here in your darkest hour,
Get under the covers and turn out the light.
Close your eyes and dream, my child.
Let me hold your heart tonight.
5. Opportunity
by Berton Braley
With doubt and dismay you are smitten
You think there’s no chance for you, son?
Why, the best books haven’t been written
The best race hasn’t been run,
The best score hasn’t been made yet,
The best song hasn’t been sung,
The best tune hasn’t been played yet,
Cheer up, for the world is young!
No chance? Why the world is just eager
For things that you ought to create
Its store of true wealth is still meagre
Its needs are incessant and great,
It yearns for more power and beauty
More laughter and love and romance,
More loyalty, labor and duty,
No chance–why there’s nothing but chance!
For the best verse hasn’t been rhymed yet,
The best house hasn’t been planned,
The highest peak hasn’t been climbed yet,
The mightiest rivers aren’t spanned,
Don’t worry and fret, faint hearted,
The chances have just begun,
For the Best jobs haven’t been started,
The Best work hasn’t been done.
6. Life Doesn’t Frighten Me
by Maya Angelou
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn’t frighten me at all
Bad dogs barking loud
Big ghosts in a cloud
Life doesn’t frighten me at all
Mean old Mother Goose
Lions on the loose
They don’t frighten me at all
Dragons breathing flame
On my counterpane
That doesn’t frighten me at all.
I go boo
Make them shoo
I make fun
Way they run
I won’t cry
So they fly
I just smile
They go wild
Life doesn’t frighten me at all.
Tough guys fight
All alone at night
Life doesn’t frighten me at all.
Panthers in the park
Strangers in the dark
No, they don’t frighten me at all.
That new classroom where
Boys all pull my hair
(Kissy little girls
With their hair in curls)
They don’t frighten me at all.
Don’t show me frogs and snakes
And listen for my scream,
If I’m afraid at all
It’s only in my dreams.
I’ve got a magic charm
That I keep up my sleeve
I can walk the ocean floor
And never have to breathe.
Life doesn’t frighten me at all
Not at all
Not at all.
7. The Time Is Now
by Bettina Van Vaerenbergh
We have but a short time
On this earth,
So value your life
For what it’s really worth.
Your life has purpose.
God sent you on a mission.
To live, to love, to learn –
Is His commission.
The world needs you.
Believe me, it’s true!
Some things need doing
That only you can do.
Character matters;
Be your own person,
Your own original self,
Not someone else’s version.
Develop your talents;
They are unique.
Use your time well;
Listen only to positive critique.
Go after your dreams.
Be bold. Be brave.
Swim against the stream;
It’s more than okay.
The time is now
To find your passion.
Time waits for no one,
So get into action.
To be free of regret
In your old age,
Never ever forget
To fully live today!
8. Desiderata
by Max Ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, with out surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and
disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
9. Thanksgiving
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
We walk on starry fields of white
And do not see the daisies;
For blessings common in our sight
We rarely offer praises.
We sigh for some supreme delight
To crown our lives with splendor,
And quite ignore our daily store
Of pleasures sweet and tender.
Our cares are bold and push their way
Upon our thought and feeling.
They hang about us all the day,
Our time from pleasure stealing.
So unobtrusive many a joy
We pass by and forget it,
But worry strives to own our lives
And conquers if we let it.
There’s not a day in all the year
But holds some hidden pleasure,
And looking back, joys oft appear
To brim the past’s wide measure.
But blessings are like friends, I hold,
Who love and labor near us.
We ought to raise our notes of praise
While living hearts can hear us.
Full many a blessing wears the guise
Of worry or of trouble.
Farseeing is the soul and wise
Who knows the mask is double.
But he who has the faith and strength
To thank his God for sorrow
Has found a joy with out alloy
To gladden every morrow.
We ought to make the moments notes
Of happy, glad Thanksgiving;
The hours and days a silent phrase
Of music we are living.
And so the theme should swell and grow
As weeks and months pass o’er us,
And rise sublime at this good time,
A grand Thanksgiving chorus.
The littlest Christmas tree
lived in a meadow of green
among a family
of tall evergreens.
He learned how to whisper
the evergreen song
with the slightest of wind
that came gently along.
He watched as the birds
made a home out of twigs
and couldn’t wait till
he, too, was big.
For all of the trees
offered a home,
the maple, the pine, and the oak,
who’s so strong.
“I hate being little,”
the little tree said,
“I can’t even turn colors
like the maple turns red.
I can’t help the animals
like the mighty old oak.
He shelters them all
in his wide mighty cloak.”
The older tree said,
“Why, little tree, you don’t know?
The story of a mighty king
from the land with no snow?”
Little tree questioned,
“A land with no snow?”
“Yes!” said old tree,
“A very old story,
from so long ago.”
“A star appeared,
giving great light
over a manger
on long winter’s night.
A baby was born,
a king of all kings,
and with him comes love
over all things.”
“He lived in a country
all covered in sand,
and laid down his life
to save all of man.”
Little tree thought of the gift
given by him,
then the big tree said with the
happiest grin,
“We’re not just trees,
but a reminder of that day.
There’s a much bigger part
of a role that we play!”
“For on Christmas Eve,
my life I’ll lay down,
in exchange for a happier,
loving ground.
And as I stand dying,
they’ll adorn me in trim.
This all will be done
in memory of him.”
“Among a warm fire,
with family and friends,
in the sweet songs of Christmas,
I’ll find my great end.
Then ever so gently,
He’ll come down to see
and take me to heaven,
Jesus and me.”
“So you see, little tree,
we are not like the oak
who shelters all things
beneath his great cloak.
Nor are we like the maple
in fall,
whose colors leave many
standing in awe.”
“The gift that we give
is ourselves, limb for limb,
the greatest of honor,
in memory of him.”
The little tree bowed
his head down and cried
and thought of the king
who willingly died.
For what kind of gift
can anyone give
than to lay down your life
when you wanted to live?
A swelling of pride
came over the tree.
Can all of this happen
Because of just me?
Can I really bring honor?
By adorning a home?
By reminding mankind
that he’s never alone?
With this thought, little tree
began singing with glee.
Happy and proud
to be a true Christmas tree.
You can still hear them singing
even the smallest in height,
singing of Christmas
and that one holy night.
Poems about Hope That Rhyme
Here are some rhyming poems about hope. When you find yourself thinking about hopelessness, come to this hope poetry and realize that there is always a path forward.
1. Let God Have His Way
by Joyce Bell
To verily… Let God Have His Way
Is much more than words… we say
It’s choosing to stand …and survey
Rather than ‘bend’ things our way
It is calling on our faith – each day
While ignoring the obvious display
Of bold, unrighteous… acts at play
It is being still when itching to flay
It is trusting when wanting to bray
It is patience despite the vast outlay
Of what is wrong, and fully decayed
It’s strength found in hope’s …sleigh
It’s leaning while relying on Yahweh
It’s remaining silent in times of gray
It’s crying but turning…yet…to pray
Where in the humanness of our…clay
We tell Jah what we need on our tray
But ere delay not…to hastily convey
All the results are His whatever may
And it’s waiting … with in belief’s ray
Yielded, as we Let God Have His Way
2. Silver Lining
by Nicola An
This numinous path you take
They can neither break nor fake,
Let the strength you wield
Be your humble shield
As we all sink into the abyss
Love is our air of bliss
It’s the light we choose
The light we never lose
3. Before The Ice Is in The Pools
by Emily Dickinson
Before the ice is in the pools
Before the skaters go,
Or any check at nightfall
Is tarnished by the snow
Before the fields have finished,
Before the Christmas tree,
Wonder upon wonder
Will arrive to me!
What we touch the hems of
On a summer’s day
What is only walking
Just a bridge away
That which sings so-speaks so
When there’s no one here
Will the frock I wept in
Answer me to wear?
4. The Holy Night
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem;
The dumb kine from their fodder turning them,
Softened their horned faces
To almost human gazes
Toward the newly Born:
The simple shepherds from the star-lit brooks
Brought their visionary looks,
As yet in their astonied hearing rung
The strange sweet angel-tongue:
The magi of the East, in sandals worn,
Knelt reverent, sweeping round,
With long pale beards, their gifts upon the ground,
The incense, myrrh, and gold
These baby hands were impotent to hold:
So let all earthlies and celestials wait
Upon thy royal state.
Sleep, sleep, my kingly One!
5. Minstrels
by William Wordsworth
The minstrels played their Christmas tune
To-night beneath my cottage-eaves;
While, smitten by a lofty moon,
The encircling laurels, thick with leaves,
Gave back a rich and dazzling sheen,
That overpowered their natural green.
Through hill and valley every breeze
Had sunk to rest with folded wings:
Keen was the air, but could not freeze,
Nor check, the music of the strings;
So stout and hardy were the band
That scraped the chords with strenuous hand.
6. Star of The East
by Eugene Field More Eugene Field
Star of the East, that long ago
Brought wise men on their way
Where, angels singing to and fro,
The Child of Bethlehem lay
Above that Syrian hill afar
Thou shinest out to-night, O Star!
Star of the East, the night were drear
But for the tender grace
That with thy glory comes to cheer
Earth’s loneliest, darkest place;
For by that charity we see
Where there is hope for all and me.
Star of the East! show us the way
In wisdom undefiled
To seek that manger out and lay
Our gifts before the child
To bring our hearts and offer them
Unto our King in Bethlehem!
And who but listened?—till was paid
Respect to every inmate’s claim,
The greeting given, the music played
In honour of each household name,
Duly pronounced with lusty call,
And “Merry Christmas” wished to all.
7. Kriss Kringle
by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Just as the moon was fading
Amid her misty rings,
And every stocking was stuffed
With childhood’s precious things,
Old Kriss Kringle looked around,
And saw on the elm-tree bough,
High hung, an oriole’s nest,
Lonely and empty now.
“Quite a stocking,” he laughed,
“Hung up there on a tree!
I didn’t suppose the birds
Expected a present from me!”
Then old Kriss Kringle, who loves
A joke as well as the best,
Dropped a handful of snowflakes
Into the oriole’s empty nest.
8. Ring Out, Wild Bells
by Alfred Tennyson
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
9. Christmas Bells
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Till ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And in despair I bowed my head;
“There is no peace on earth,” I said;
For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men.”
Poems about Hope for Kids
You must teach your kids about hope from a very young age so that they have this valuable lesson ingrained in their minds. This easy hope poetry for children may help do that.
1. The Mountain And The Squirrel
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The mountain and the squirrel
Had a quarrel,
And the former called the latter
“Little prig.”
Bun replied,
“You are doubtless very big;
But all sorts of things and weather
Must be taken in together
To make up a year
And a sphere.
And I think it no disgrace
To occupy my place.
If I’m not so large as you,
You are not so small as I,
And not half so spry:
I’ll not deny you make
A very pretty squirrel track.
Talents differ; all is well and wisely put;
If I cannot carry forests on my back,
Neither can you crack a nut.”
2. Aim High to The Sky
by James McDonald
Aim high to the sky,
In all that you do.
Because you just never know,
What it takes to be you.
Be strong and be brave,
But at the same time be kind.
And always be sure,
That you’re using your mind.
3. Don’t Give Up
by Phoebe Cary
If you’ve tried and have not won,
Never stop for crying;
All’s that’s great and good is done
Just by patient trying.
Though young birds, in flying, fall,
Still their wings grow stronger;
And the next time they can keep
Up a little longer.
Though the sturdy oak has known
Many a blast that bowed her,
She has risen again, and grown
Loftier and prouder.
If by easy work you beat,
Who the more will prize you?
Gaining victory from defeat,—
That’s the test that tries you!
4. If I Were…
by Eva L. Robinson
If I were a queen,
I’d rule a mighty land.
If I were a princess,
I’d take a prince’s hand.
If I were a soldier,
I’d fight a mighty war.
If I were a hero,
I’d be the best they ever saw.
If I were a dancer,
I’d dance with such grace.
If I were a runner,
I’d win every race!
If I were an actress,
I’d take part in a play,
For I can do anything,
No matter what you say.
5. Listen to The Mustn’ts
by Shel Silverstein
Listen to the Mustn’ts, child,
Listen to the Don’ts
Listen to the Shouldn’ts
The Impossibles, the Wont’s
Listen to the Never Haves
Then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child,
Anything can be
6. If You Can’t Go Over or Under, Go Round
by Joseph Morris
A baby mole got to feeling big,
And wanted to show how he could dig;
So he plowed along in the soft, warm dirt
Till he hit something hard, and it surely hurt!
A dozen stars flew out of his snout;
He sat on his haunches, began to pout;
Then rammed the thing again with his head—
His grandpap picked him up half dead.
“Young man,” he said, “though your pate is bone.
You can’t butt your way through solid stone.
This bit of advice is good, I’ve found:
If you can’t go over or under, go round.”
A traveler came to a stream one day,
And because it presumed to cross his way,
And wouldn’t turn round to suit his whim
And change its course to go with him,
His anger rose far more than it should,
And he vowed he’d cross right where he stood.
A man said there was a bridge below,
But not a step would he budge or go.
The current was swift and the bank was steep,
But he jumped right in with a violent leap.
A fisherman dragged him out half-drowned:
“When you can’t go over or under, go round.”
If you come to a place that you can’t get through,
Or over or under, the thing to do
Is to find a way round the impassable wall,
Not say you’ll go YOUR way or not at all.
You can always get to the place you’re going,
If you’ll set your sails as the wind is blowing.
If the mountains are high, go round the valley;
If the streets are blocked, go up some alley;
If the parlor-car’s filled, don’t scorn a freight;
If the front door’s closed, go in the side gate.
To reach your goal this advice is sound:
If you can’t go over or under, go round!
7. Us Two
by A. A. Milne
Wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,
There’s always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
“Where are you going to-day?” says Pooh:
“Well, that’s very odd ‘Cos I was too.
Let’s go together,” says Pooh, says he.
“Let’s go together,” says Pooh.
“What’s twice eleven?” I said to Pooh.
(“Twice what?” said Pooh to Me.)
“I think it ought to be twenty-two.”
“Just what I think myself,” said Pooh.
“It wasn’t an easy sum to do,
But that’s what it is,” said Pooh, said he.
“That’s what it is,” said Pooh.
“Let’s look for dragons,” I said to Pooh.
“Yes, let’s,” said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few —
“Yes, those are dragons all right,” said Pooh.
“As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That’s what they are,” said Pooh, said he.
“That’s what they are,” said Pooh.
“Let’s frighten the dragons,” I said to Pooh.
“That’s right,” said Pooh to Me.
“I’m not afraid,” I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted “Shoo!
Silly old dragons!” — And off they flew.
“I wasn’t afraid,” said Pooh, said he,
“I’m never afraid with you.”
So wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,
There’s always Pooh and Me.
“What would I do?” I said to Pooh,
“If it wasn’t for you,” and Pooh said: “True,
It isn’t much fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, says Pooh, says he.
“That’s how it is,” says Pooh.
8. Thinking
by Walter D. Wintle
If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don’t.
If you’d like to win, but you think you can’t,
It is almost a cinch you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, you’ve lost;
For out in this world we find
Success begins with a person’s will
It’s all in the state of mind.
If you think you’re outclassed, you are;
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win the prize.
Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man;
But sooner or later the person who wins
Is the one who thinks he can!
9. A Daydream
by Lolo T. Frenchie
A daydream
A world of extreme
A fantasy place
Or even outer space
A place for you
Where you can pass through
When you’re feeling blue and alone
A place of your own
Where anything goes
And there’s no shadows
A place where smiles gleam
And everyone is a team
This is my daydream
My place of joy and hope
Poems about Hope in Hard Times
How do we find hope in the times of uncertainty, conflict, or loss? When we feel hopeless, we might find inspiration in the words and actions of others. These are some poems on finding hope in difficult circumstances.
1. Tough Times Never Last But Tough People Do
by Daphne Edwin
Tough times never last,
but tough people do
Some people are swept away with their problems
but those who stand firm are very few.
An inner voice says, ‘don’t quit, don’t quit’
Never in dismay, give up hope and sit.
Success is never easy,
it comes bit by bit
Failures are the ladders of success
Learn from your mistakes and do your best.
Tough people do the same
They wrestle with their problems
And don’t make excuses which are lame.
They smile, when tears cloud their eyes
They never miss an opportunity
and are wise.
They are always in control of their actions
and by their hard work failure seems like a fiction
2. Persistence
by Walter Savage Landor
My hopes retire; my wishes as before
Struggle to find their resting-place in vain:
The ebbing sea thus beats against the shore;
The shore repels it; it returns again.
3. Do Your Best
by Kate Louise Wheeler
Make the best of life today
Take what God has given;
Do not falter on the way
Each step leads to Heaven.
Tho’ the journey may be long,
And the way be weary,
Make it shorter with a song
Days will seem less dreary.
Let the sunshine fill your heart
All it’s shadows hiding;
Do your humble little part
Leave to God the guiding.
Do not soar to highest things
‘Till you have a reason;
He will give the soul it’s wings
In his own good season.
Little robins in the nest
Ere their wings are stronger
Learn too late that it is best
To keep patient longer.
If you cannot do to-day
What you hope and plan,
God will show a better way,
Do the best you can.
4. Earnestness
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The hurry of the times affects us so
In this swift rushing hour, we crowd and press,
And thrust each other backward, as we go,
And do not pause to lay sufficient stress
Upon that good, strong, true word, Earnestness.
In our impetuous haste, could we but know
Its full, deep meaning, its vast import, oh,
Then might we grasp the secret of success!
In that receding age when men were great,
The bone, and sinew of their purpose lay
In this one word. God likes an earnest soul
Too earnest to be eager. Soon or late
It leaves the spent horde breathless by the way,
And stands serene, triumphant, at the goal.
5. Perseverance
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
We must not hope to be mowers,
And to gather the ripe gold ears,
Unless we have first been sowers
And watered the furrows with tears.
It is not just as we take it,
This mystical world of ours,
Life’s field will yield as we make it
A harvest of thorns or of flowers.
6. Never Despair
by William Smith O’Brien
Never despair! Let the feeble in spirit
Bow like the willow that stoops to the blast.
Droop not in peril! ’T is manhood’s true merit
Nobly to struggle and hope to the last.
When by the sunshine of fortune forsaken
Faint sinks the heart of the feeble with fear,
Stand like the oak of the forest—unshaken,
Never despair—Boys—oh! never despair.
Never despair! Though adversity rages,
Fiercely and fell as the surge on the shore,
Firm as the rock of the ocean for ages,
Stem the rude torrent till danger is o’er.
Fate with its whirlwind our joys may all sever,
True to ourselves, we have nothing to fear.
Be this our hope and our anchor for ever
Never despair—Boys—oh! never despair.
7. Keep Going
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Is the goal distant, and troubled the road,
And the way long?
And heavy your load?
Then gird up your courage, and say ‘I am strong,’
And keep going.
Is the work weary, and endless the grind
And petty the pay?
Then brace up your mind
And say ‘Something better is coming my way,’
And keep doing.
Is the drink bitter life pours in your cup
Is the taste gall?
Then smile and look up
And say ‘God is with me whatever befall,’
And keep trusting.
Is the heart heavy with hope long deferred,
And with prayers that seem vain?
Keep saying the word
And that which you strive for you yet shall attain.
Keep praying.
8. How Did You Die?
by Edmund Vance Cooke
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way
With a resolute heart and cheerful?
Or hide your face from the light of day
With a craven soul and fearful?
Oh, a trouble’s a ton, or a trouble’s an ounce,
Or a trouble is what you make it,
And it isn’t the fact that you’re hurt that counts,
But only how did you take it?
You are beaten to earth? Well, well, what’s that!
Come up with a smiling face.
It’s nothing against you to fall down flat,
But to lie there—that’s disgrace.
The harder you’re thrown, why the higher you bounce
Be proud of your blackened eye!
It isn’t the fact that you’re licked that counts;
It’s how did you fight and why?
And though you be done to the death, what then?
If you battled the best you could,
If you played your part in the world of men,
Why, the Critic will call it good.
Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,
And whether he’s slow or spry,
It isn’t the fact that you’re dead that counts,
But only, how did you die?
Poems about Hope for The Future
Do you need a little push to help you see the broader picture? These poems on hope for the future could just do the trick.
1. Hope for The Future Poem
by Joseph T. Renaldi
Today we face the trying times
Of heartache and pain.
Many hopes and dreams are shattered,
And prayers seem to be in vain.
With the hope of peace diminishing,
The heart has no definitive song.
We’ve waited for an end to hostilities,
But the struggle seems so long.
Yet – there is hope for the future,
Liberty and freedom are still in command,
But God will make the ultimate decisions.
He will evaluate our worldly demands,
And he holds the future in his grasp.
Why should we despair?
He mourns and counts every tear,
And he hears and reviews every prayer.
2. Live in The Now
by Lenora McWhorter
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours to claim,
and this moment only is your time.
Fret not on what has been
or on what has passed you by.
Yesterday is far behind you.
You can’t change it if you try.
New opportunities await you.
They come with each new day,
so look ahead with faith and hope,
and blessings will come your way.
Keep faith alive in your heart.
Live full and live well each day.
Do all the good for all you can
to all those who pass your way.
Yesterday is out of your reach
and tomorrow is not yours to claim.
Only this moment belongs to you.
So use it wisely, in Jesus’ name.
3. All Because of You
by Dana
My life is changing.
The life that I’ve had,
It’s changing forever,
But no need to be sad.
It’s time to move on,
Time to start anew.
I jumped from the nest.
With some trouble, I flew.
I might hit a few bumps,
Maybe made a wrong turn,
But all of those troubles
Are lessons I’ll learn.
So as my life changes,
I hope that you’ll see
It’s you who I’ll credit
For the life that I lead.
4. Circle of Life
by Carly Nasch
Life is a carousel, always going forward, never going back.
Existence is a hard thing to keep when you stop trying.
To live a life, you must want to live.
To want to live you must find a way.
When all hope is lost, you must stand tall.
When all others retreat, you must prevail.
You are the conscience inside your head.
You create your own destiny.
Life is a very hard thing to keep
When your life does not always go the way you plan.
Fight for your life and the right to keep dreaming.
If you feel you were gifted, share your gift.
If you feel you were cursed, fix it.
As you get older, your life becomes a challenge.
Who are you?
What do you want in life?
What will you be?
What is your purpose in life?
If you worry, these things will turn into burdens.
But if you hold on to them in the back of your mind,
All of the answers will come in time.
Life is a carousel, always going forward, never going back.
Look to the future, not to the past.
5. Journey of Life
by Chitra Rao
Life is a long-distance journey
With ups and downs,
Twist and turns,
With sad and happy moments.
It begins with a single step.
Never become a coward in life;
Face the problems with strong determination,
With a smile on your lips.
Be brave and courageous in life.
Set your aim with a strong mindset.
Hope for the best and reach your goal.
Be an optimist and see the positive side of life.
Keep smiling.
Do not miss any opportunity.
Grab all those you get and move on the path of success,
As life is a long race that begins with a single step.
6. Butterfly Wings
by Sabina Laura
We all need
some measure of comfort,
the safety of a cocoon,
But I remind myself
that change is good,
that I cannot spend
my whole life
being a caterpillar,
that courage
wears butterfly wings
and the sky has never looked
more inviting.
7. Today’s Walk
by Kathy Russell
I will walk slowly through this day;
I leave what is not needed behind from yesterday.
I will treasure all the knowledge to move forward.
What I do today will not change or erase the past.
I move on knowing that today I will do differently than before.
If I fail, there will be another tomorrow and a future tomorrow for hope.
8. Changing Regrets
by Brittany
Is life a reality or just a dream?
It all seems like there is nothing we can’t see.
Blinded by a dark spot full of regrets,
But all is in the future that we can’t see yet.
We all have a bond to hold together and each other.
If not, the people who hold on will fall down.
Smile, don’t frown; there will be more happy times,
You’ll shine; grab my hand and stand.
Take a chance, enhance.
Embrace the gift of life, hold it tight and never let go.
You do have something to show.
9. Hopeful Future
by Morgan Deuson
It is okay
To feel sorrow,
To mourn
When good times
Are in the past
And trials
Have come to present.
Look
To the future
With hope,
For with out hope…
There is no true life.
11. Game of Life
By Sarah White
Roll the dice,
Play a new game.
Life for you
Will never be the same.
No looking back,
No aspect of time,
You now have
A new mountain to climb.
Your body seems to stop
Whilst the world keeps going.
With no time to think,
Time still keeps flowing.
Going back to the dice
And the game, you will roll
It’s time to start a new life
Complete with heart and soul.
Poems about Hope And Love
Love and hope are inseparable. Check out the samples below if you’re seeking for some poetry that emphasize the significance of having hope in your love life.
1. The Promise of Spring A Fibonacci
by Elaine Cecelia George
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
2. Another Chance to Fly
by Mike Gentile
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
3. The Birds Begin
by Annabelle Jane
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.
4. Hope Outweighs Sorrow
by Emile Pinet
Falling in love’s magical,
it’s like your heart is on fire.
And all your heart hears is 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 lost dreams discreetly drown
as tears spill from crying eyes.
Let time carry you away
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For, like a river, it flows
towards a new tomorrow.
5. Yellow Heart
by Melissa Wadkins Patterson
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
6. Myriads of Umbrellas
by Andrea Dietrich
Myriads of umbrellas
like I’ve never seen
floating upward brilliant red,
yellow, pink and green.
Many happy thoughts must be
in the springtime breeze,
or bright hope could not ascend
high above the trees!
Opened up, hope shelters us
from the rains of gloom.
Losing sight of happiness
would be mankind’s doom.
Peace and love must guide our thoughts
so we might see rise
myriads of umbrellas
through all earth’s blue skies!
Poems about Hope And Resilience
Hope may promote resilience and grit—the ability to recover and persevere in the face of failures and setbacks. Below are a few poems on hope and resilience.
1. Won’t You Celebrate With Me
by Lucille Clifton
won’t you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
born in Babylon
both nonwhite and woman
what did i see to be except myself?
i made it up
here on this bridge between
starshine and clay,
my one hand holding tight
my other hand; come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed.
2. A Center
by HA Jin
You must hold your quiet center,
where you do what only you can do.
If others call you a maniac or a fool,
just let them wag their tongues.
If some praise your perseverance,
don’t feel too happy about it—
only solitude is a lasting friend.
You must hold your distant center.
Don’t move even if earth and heaven quake.
If others think you are insignificant,
that’s because you haven’t held on long enough.
As long as you stay put year after year,
eventually you will find a world
beginning to revolve around you.
3. Lift Every Voice And Sing
by James Weldon Johnson
Lift every voice and sing
Till earth and heaven ring,
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise
High as the listening skies,
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us.
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
Let us march on till victory is won.
Stony the road we trod,
Bitter the chastening rod,
Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat,
Have not our weary feet
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,
Out from the gloomy past,
Till now we stand at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.
God of our weary years,
God of our silent tears,
Thou who hast brought us thus far on the way;
Thou who hast by Thy might
Led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,
Lest, our hearts drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee;
Shadowed beneath Thy hand,
May we forever stand.
True to our God,
True to our native land.
4. Second Attempt Crossing
by Javier Zamora
For Chino
In the middle of that desert that didn’t look like sand
and sand only,
in the middle of those acacias, whiptails, and coyotes, someone yelled
“¡La Migra!” and everyone ran.
In that dried creek where 40 of us slept, we turned to each other
and you flew from my side in the dirt.
Black-throated sparrows and dawn
hitting the tops of mesquites,
beautifully. Against the herd of legs,
you sprinted back toward me,
I jumped on your shoulders,
and we ran from the white trucks. It was then the gun
ready to press its index.
I said, “freeze, Chino, ¡pará por favor!”
So I wouldn’t touch their legs that kicked you,
you pushed me under your chest,
and I’ve never thanked you.
Beautiful Chino —
the only name I know to call you by —
farewell your tattooed chest:
the M, the S, the 13. Farewell
the phone number you gave me
when you went east to Virginia,
and I went west to San Francisco.
You called twice a month,
then your cousin said the gang you ran from
in San Salvador
found you in Alexandria. Farewell
your brown arms that shielded me then,
that shield me now, from La Migra.
5. Facing It
by Yusef Komunyakaa
My black face fades,
hiding inside the black granite.
I said I wouldn’t
dammit: No tears.
I’m stone. I’m flesh.
My clouded reflection eyes me
like a bird of prey, the profile of night
slanted against morning. I turn
this way—the stone lets me go.
I turn that way—I’m inside
the Vietnam Veterans Memorial
again, depending on the light
to make a difference.
I go down the 58,022 names,
half-expecting to find
my own in letters like smoke.
I touch the name Andrew Johnson;
I see the booby trap’s white flash.
Names shimmer on a woman’s blouse
but when she walks away
the names stay on the wall.
Brushstrokes flash, a red bird’s
wings cutting across my stare.
The sky. A plane in the sky.
A white vet’s image floats
closer to me, then his pale eyes
look through mine. I’m a window.
He’s lost his right arm
inside the stone. In the black mirror
a woman’s trying to erase names:
No, she’s brushing a boy’s hair.
6. Psalm 150
by Jericho Brown
Some folks fool themselves into believing,
But I know what I know once, at the height
Of hopeless touching, my man and I hold
Our breaths, certain we can stop time or maybe
Eliminate it from our lives, which are shorter
Since we learned to make love for each other
Rather than doing it to each other. As for praise
And worship, I prefer the latter. Only memory
Makes us kneel, silent and still. Hear me?
Thunder scares. Lightning lets us see. Then,
Heads covered, we wait for rain. Dear Lord,
Let me watch for his arrival and hang my head
And shake it like a man who’s lost and lived.
Something keeps trying, but I’m not killed yet.
7. Carrion Comfort
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Not, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;
Not untwist — slack they may be — these last strands of man
In me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can;
Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be.
But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude on me
Thy wring-world right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan
With darksome devouring eyes my bruisèd bones? and fan,
O in turns of tempest, me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee?
Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear.
Nay in all that toil, that coil, since (seems) I kissed the rod,
Hand rather, my heart lo! lapped strength, stole joy, would laugh, chéer.
Cheer whom though? the hero whose heaven-handling flung me, fóot tród
Me? or me that fought him? O which one? is it each one? That night, that year
Of now done darkness I wretch lay wrestling with (my God!) my God.
8. Thanks
by W.S Merwin
Listen
with the night falling we are saying thank you
we are stopping on the bridges to bow from the railings
we are running out of the glass rooms
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky
and say thank you
we are standing by the water thanking it
standing by the windows looking out
in our directions
back from a series of hospitals back from a mugging
after funerals we are saying thank you
after the news of the dead
whether or not we knew them we are saying thank you
over telephones we are saying thank you
in doorways and in the backs of cars and in elevators
remembering wars and the police at the door
and the beatings on stairs we are saying thank you
in the banks we are saying thank you
in the faces of the officials and the rich
and of all who will never change
we go on saying thank you thank you
with the animals dying around us
taking our feelings we are saying thank you
with the forests falling faster than the minutes
of our lives we are saying thank you
with the words going out like cells of a brain
with the cities growing over us
we are saying thank you faster and faster
with nobody listening we are saying thank you
thank you we are saying and waving
dark though it is
9. Of History And Hope
by Miller Williams
We have memorized America,
how it was born and who we have been and where.
In ceremonies and silence we say the words,
telling the stories, singing the old songs.
We like the places they take us. Mostly we do.
The great and all the anonymous dead are there.
We know the sound of all the sounds we brought.
The rich taste of it is on our tongues.
But where are we going to be, and why, and who?
The disenfranchised dead want to know.
We mean to be the people we meant to be,
to keep on going where we meant to go.
But how do we fashion the future? Who can say how
except in the minds of those who will call it Now?
The children. The children. And how does our garden grow?
With waving hands—oh, rarely in a row—
and flowering faces. And brambles, that we can no longer allow.
Who were many people coming together
cannot become one people falling apart.
Who dreamed for every child an even chance
cannot let luck alone turn doorknobs or not.
Whose law was never so much of the hand as the head
cannot let chaos make its way to the heart.
Who have seen learning struggle from teacher to child
cannot let ignorance spread itself like rot.
We know what we have done and what we have said,
and how we have grown, degree by slow degree,
believing ourselves toward all we have tried to become—
just and compassionate, equal, able, and free.
All this in the hands of children, eyes already set
on a land we never can visit—it isn’t there yet—
but looking through their eyes, we can see
what our long gift to them may come to be.
If we can truly remember, they will not forget.
10. All The Dead Boys Look Like Me
by Christopher Soto
Last time I saw myself die is when police killed Jessie Hernandez
A 17 year old brown queer // who was sleeping in their car
Yesterday I saw myself die again // Fifty times I died in Orlando // &
I remember reading // Dr. José Esteban Muñoz before he passed
I was studying at NYU // where he was teaching // where he wrote shit
That made me feel like a queer brown survival was possible // But he didn’t
Survive & now // on the dance floor // in the restroom // on the news // in my chest
There are another fifty bodies that look like mine // & are
Dead // & I’ve been marching for Black Lives & talking about police brutality
Against Native communities too // for years now // but this morning
I feel it // I really feel it again // How can we imagine ourselves // We being black native
Today // Brown people // How can we imagine ourselves
When All the Dead Boys Look Like Us? // Once I asked my nephew where he wanted
To go to College // What career he would like // as if
The whole world was his for the choosing // Once he answered me with out fearing
Tombstones or cages or the hands from a father // The hands of my lover
Yesterday praised my whole body // Made angels from my lips // Ave Maria
Full of Grace // He propped me up like the roof of a cathedral // in NYC
Before we opened the news & read // & read about people who think two brown queers
Can’t build cathedrals // only cemeteries // & each time we kiss
A funeral plot opens // In the bedroom I accept his kiss // & I lose my reflection
I’m tired of writing this poem // but I want to say one last word about
Yesterday // my father called // I heard him cry for only the second time in my life
He sounded like he loved me // it’s something I’m rarely able to hear
& I hope // if anything // his sound is what my body remembers first.
Final Thoughts
You may be thinking that hope poems alone will not improve your life or circumstances.
They are; however, a beginning point to remind you that everything is not lost.
Something greater is on the way, and you have the inner strength to make it happen.
So trust what you’ve learned in this essay today.
Which of these classic poems for hope appealed to you?
What phrases can you cling to today to help you get through difficult times?
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