Black Eye Hope
By sole
Hope is good, or at least it should be bright and promising,
But it surfaces as my last resort, when dreams are taken from me.
Grand imaginations kindly ushering hope through holes,
Fostering painful realizations when inevitably they fold.
Hope is constantly abusive but always mannered well,
And it overly imposes upon my life's unfortunate hell.
If Hope should ever offer me a hand to get up, I would.
Even beaten with that hand I would open mine,
At least I hope I could.
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Copyright 2003 sole
Published on Monday, December 22, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Tuesday, December 30, 2003, Mr King
(547) wrote:
hope springs eternal... iron will becomes reality when hope is continually lost... ultimately you become the hope my brother! Peace...
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On Tuesday, December 23, 2003, Dancing_Monkey
(1228) wrote:
yea this needs more.. you remind me of me sometimes.. *gives sole a banana*
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A former member wrote:
i liked it, but i wanted to read more.