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We Hope

We Hope

We live in hope
all our lives
we need to scope
in only HOPE

Life is like
an endless rope
we hop in hope
lest we get trapped
as we skip

existence,
it's a long rope
why do we only
live in
HOPE ..
Can any one differ with me
I do HOPE
NOPE!
All pray silently
as the rope we
SKIP

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read , and they inspire..

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lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

too many repetitions please advise

where to replace what

aspiration, desire, wish, expectation, ambition, aim, plan, dream, daydream, pipe dream; longing, yearning, craving, hankering
"I had high hopes of making the Olympic team"

a person or thing that may help or save someone.
"their only hope is surgery"
synonyms: optimism, grounds for hope, promise, light at the end of the tunnel
"he does see some hope for the future"
antonyms: pessimism
grounds for believing that something good may happen.
"he does see some hope for the future"
synonyms: hopefulness, optimism, expectation, expectancy; confidence, faith, trust, belief, conviction, assurance
"most of us begin married life filled with hope"

Esker

Esker

8 years 4 months ago

throw cards in a hat

just dont crap in it
i never shall!

i kinda like the reptitions
like Dr Suess that madcap
genuise
overwhelming
sensible lenience
to be boring strict
and achingly
square
he gave some eyes
in which to stare
perhaps
with one eye
open
one eye closed
to spare us from
the witty glare!

Mr Wolf!

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

WILL

Listerine my synapses if u say esker mr wolfe today

Esker

Esker

8 years 4 months ago

works as effective as Strychnnine or Arsenic

used to know race horse owners
the real...not the blue stock runners
and the real gamblers
careful and lean

those horses
those women were
something lean
all running to the post
and goal
driven like furies
on legs past foal

it was a mean
circuitry of machine
watching them fly

W

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

u r experienced H U M A N

what a poet
X and Y combined
thou art

I knew from the very start

in the cover of darkness sail boats like every day some more in weight weigh MORE Y than X today have a chromosomatic date today all the way miles away from ontario to the worls most corner today let words of poetry play X and Y or vice versa the world still needs younger ones 7.5 billions will soon fade away come let's play have a jolly good day the Internet sceams thrrough life's way where on Earth due you reside today come Mars and Venus will play some day one day if not today

chevyvent

chevyvent

8 years 4 months ago

Keep Hope Alive

Jessie Jackson said it best.
This poem hits home really well received.
Thank for sharing.

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

kindness

CHEVY
for your maiden coming
thanks again
you may read
THE APPOINTMENT
you will like to shed a tear

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

YES

all cheers
we hope !!!

Esker

Esker

8 years 4 months ago

and for activism you have that wit!

placards and songs..limmericks
to sing like the sixties
everyone knows country joe..
'one two three what are we fightin for....'
only the truly brilliant and aware
fight the greater foe that is blind and hungry
for the fuel of greatness at expense of
the land and people

i know a few now engrossed in this
but i do not speak of them
the uber class like all systems
watch everything

resistance means we are not drones
and that freedom is not soma
but a worthy thing to stand up
for
however....just say no
today i will not pick up a weapon
if draft proceeds
no i will not be expropriated for
my ancestors water and land
etc

bravo Jess!
keep the edge! as an elder
the wisdom is value to the young..

Mr Wolf!

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

dittooooo jess

bravo Jess!
keep the edge! as an elder
the wisdom is value to the young..

thanks the
accidentally
machine gun
silly
CRAP poet
Lovedly

Thanks to wolfe and jess

weirdelf

weirdelf

8 years 4 months ago

I called you a crap poet 4 years ago

and have complimented your gems since, get over it. Yes the machine gun method does work sometimes.
I just wish you would study your craft a little, you could use a sniper rifle instead.
It's an unpleasant analogy but machine gunners score a death every 15,000 rounds, snipers are close to 1 for 1.
Get Stephen Fry's "The Ode Less Travelled", it's a fun read and teaches a lot.

Esker

Esker

8 years 4 months ago

nothing like a good ol Ar-15 and my fave..thompson gun

machine gun style
is a bit run on
like having a good crap
Hail!!
aberrations and all that
salute'

but i enjoy that kind of
lyrical stutter.
like the rap i enjoy
brazil..russia...
dont have a clue what
they are saying
just enjoy the feel
sound of it

aussie land..thinking of the diggery doo
and what kind of flowers they grow there
that are native and interesting
americas they have the jimson weed
flower that i think is awesome
up here we got trilliums in the spring
and the old lilacs which i love the
smell of....

sending this...

you do have a lyric sound
to your works..

Thank U Lovedly!

W

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

'''you do have a lyric sound to your works..''esker says

thanks to you ...Ian and master- jess
I confess musical I was
till I became deaf...

now I only hear your encouraging words
through my minds ears

jess has changed his mind
of crapping me
now perhaps I am no scrap

gems in me you all often find
I within my inner self and mind
happily my own narcissism grind

lyrically as you say
hear sounds of music in poetry
mine
okay as Wolfe you say

thanks to you well straight away ..
some day I may cross your
flowery poetically looming pathway

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

jess perhaps when you make up your mind

it may be too late
I am a bard
as per Ian yes
but no kid

the steam is about to lift
what?
the lid

now you add wanker
to my credit
thanks jess
w/o your blessings
how will poets like me
kill

lovedly

lovedly

8 years 4 months ago

thanks jess

read your blog
and
A very
HAPPY POETIC DECADES BIRTHDAY
Jess from Sydney
I have friends living there
one too many
in poetry sites and real life
have you known any

Esker

Esker

8 years 4 months ago

CELEBRATE at HELLFIRE CLUB

did i get that right...place still going?
i shall have my wolf mask and
leathers!!
s and m poetry
hmmm...
read aloud from the rack

like Morrison and Pam
while he recorded some
of the records..

the roll of the rock
keeps the moss
on the dross!

W