Eyes of Hope

United States, English

My writings are the way I have document and deal with my emotions. I am happy to be who I am, but have experienced emotions deeply and written about them to process them. I have shared them with those who wish to see, one of my abilities in this lifetime.

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September 22 2010

by Eyes of Hope
on Wed, Sep 22, 2010 UTC

I held your hand and jumped, You let me fall with glee.I did not see the ground, I only saw you. It felt like the clouds were floating around me.But then you let go, And I fell faster.You landed softly on a cloud, Looking up caused disaster.I... more

September 2010 Poetry

by Eyes of Hope
on Wed, Sep 22, 2010 UTC

So, the poems are listed by their date written, because I haven't titled them. The middle poem doesn't have a date on it, but I know I wrote it between the first and the third poem...September 2. 2010As a bucket there is no choice of what to... more

Nothing

by Eyes of Hope
on Sat, May 30, 2009 UTC

I sit here empty And alone... as I was promised. The deceit, the lies... I couldn't handle them... How much more was I supposed to give? How much more was I supposed to take? Did I have anything left? You told me I'd be alone. How... more

Recollection

by Eyes of Hope
on Sun, May 10, 2009 UTC

All the life is gone in me I don't recall who I'm supposed to be... I used to be kind? No, I'm not even nice. I used to be warm? Now I'm cold as ice Did I ever have friends? I don't have any now... When did I start? Has my smoking gone down?... more

Empty

by Eyes of Hope
on Sun, May 10, 2009 UTC

I sit here as an empty shell I smile, so it isn't easy to tell. I may tell you different, but I'm not feeling well I feel like a salesman with nothing to sell This feeling of alone consumes my mind It unties every knot and releases all bind I try to be... more

The Cellar

by Eyes of Hope
on Sun, May 10, 2009 UTC

As I walk through the dark cellar of killers, I see their sins written in blood on the pillars Though it's damp and a terror, I tread on and on But the voices keep screaming, even days long I meet a dark figure and take a deep breath For in... more

Change

by Eyes of Hope
on Sun, Apr 12, 2009 UTC

What a strange ambition A very propelling stage To make another addition Into a tiny cage A listening incision That incites much more rage Includes all provisions To continue on and plague A bellowing submission To an empowering mage... more

The moral...

by Eyes of Hope
on Wed, Apr 8, 2009 UTC

A beat. A rhythm. Something that moves your soul. A poem. A song. A release from all I know. A word. A whisper. Silent from all you can see. A smile. A glimmer. Fake to what's in me. A breath. A sigh. The relieve the pain within. A... more

Silent Whisper

by Eyes of Hope
on Wed, Apr 8, 2009 UTC

A solemn dance begins slow, But the longer it continues, the faster it goes. A spinning scream shattered the sky No one answered or even questioned why A greedy grin stole a valuable pence, Nothing then, tried to make any sense. The... more

She'd rather walk alone.

by Eyes of Hope
on Wed, Apr 8, 2009 UTC

Each time she'd find something beautiful, She ruined all of it's beauty She walked down a gorgeous path, The flowers seemed so soothing. She saw a blood red rose, And approached to slowly pick, But as she reached, the stem... more

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