#expectations poems on Hello Poetry

Knights Apr 2015

We're drowning in our own thoughts
We're self obsessed and have high expectations
Remember nothing we aim for will ever reach perfection
But it can sure reach your own definition
Your own definition of greatness

Someone once asked me "but what if your own definition of greatness is perfection" and I said "well is thoughts like that, that will eventually drown out your mind and the thoughts with it." NOTE: okay maybe perfection does exist. What if everything is already perfect? Perfectly imperfect, imperfectly perfect.

#thoughts #expectations #obsession #perfection #greatness #overwhelm #goals

Lillian Harris Apr 2015

The Passers-By

How strange it is to see
The Passers-By
With schedules scrawled
Across their minds
And clocks
Like ticking time bombs
Latched onto their wrists.

Overtaken in the static
Of their individual worlds
With all its never-ending
Numbers and plans,
Their heads are buried
In the sand
That falls from their
Hourglass skies.

So hurriedly they shuffle past,
Pulled by the pressing chains of
Expectations,
Straining to ignore
The hushed voice
That lives within them all
As it whispers its constant plea:
"Look up
And break free."

#life #time #society #expectations

Erin Apr 2015

Expectations

Expectations can be vicious things
Casting a mirage, making things appear sugary sweet
Playing tricks on your mind and luring you in
You're envisioning your perfect fantasy
Taking that fateful step towards uncertainty
Head high and heart full of blissful unrealistic expectations
You find yourself stumbling in upon...

Nothing
But emptiness
And your shattered dreams

#expectations

Esther Pang Hui Min Mar 2015

Expectations

I thought I had knew
who I wanted you to be,
turns out I didn't have a clue,
till you appeared before me.

I've watched too many shows,
they gave me false impressions.
I've had too many blows,
I've lost all my expectations.

I focused on the wrong things,
they distracted me away.
The promises of love they say,
I fell to their prey.

I thought I had lost,
But I actually gained.
What I had learnt,
was worth all that pain.

I learnt that I'd been shallow,
and that I didn't look deep,
deep into the heart and soul,
the things that I could keep.

And now I won't be fooled again,
I won't let you go.
I know a man of character,
is precious as fine gold.

Through the years of refining,
still he will remain,
older than before,
better than before,
and by my side, he'll stay.

This poem speaks of how my expectations started to shift more towards focusing on what's inside than outside, and my journey through my immature and shallow dating days of the past.

#love #expectations #shallow

Daniel Jr Mar 2015

I am a Man

I am a man,
I feel no pain,
I am a man
with nothing to gain.
I am a man,
strong in my heart,
I am a man,
who is falling apart.
I am a man,
I must carry on.
I am a man,
but this war can't be won.
I am a man,
I can not quit.
I am a man,
but I can't handle this ****.
I am a man,
I am independent,
I am a man,
without my love I lament.
I am a man,
but deep down inside,
I am a boy,
with weaknesses to hide.

It may come as a surprise but just as society expects certain truths from women, it demands them from men. Men must be strong, and determined, and responsible, and we must hide our emotions or seem weak. The truth is that men can't always live up to these expectations. What happens when the world falls out from under us? We are expected to keep our composer and hide away our depression. This poem is more or less the thoughts that race through my mind, the battle between the side of me that wants to be a "man" and the side of me that needs help sometimes.

#society #expectations #men #manhood

tap Mar 2015

Habsüchtig (10w)

She was made to satisfy the greed of everyone else.

#desire #expectations #10w #greed #following

Michael Ryan Mar 2015

What Makes a Man?

I imagine a man--
a strong, independent, pack leading figure
Who will always have the strength to carry his own family.
That on his wedding day he will carry his wife to bed
as he is expected to carry his children to theirs every night.

A man will be stern, and respected by those around him
every part of his being will be drawn to our attention.
He will have the heart of lion, the one bearing burdens, as he should
his shoulders will always stand firm, as the red woods have taught him well.

The voice of a man is deeper than the sounds of a bear,
being woken from hibernation.
His cave echos the triumphant's of experience,
as well as the wisdom's of manhood.

Truly a man is the best of his crafts
building treetop castles made of lumber and supplies
never needing instructions as he has it all inside
fixing all that he can fix, forever and always.

Emotionally, unknown--
his tempers sway, a brief signal in the sky, before it is wisped away.
Half grins yearning to resemble his wife and child
tightly holding those he loves in a lingering way--
unspoken is how it goes for a man.

The way I feel in my culture and many/most culture try to regard what a man should be like. If you put this imagine to be the guideline for how a person should be, there is no possible way for people to be happy then. We need to broaden our ideas and not limit people to some box.

#depression #life #pain #society #gender #expectations #emotion #female #male

Mel Mar 2015

Hope and Faith

Standing over the porcelain sink,
I find a girl I don’t recognize anymore
staring back at me.
Her eyes are sunken and lifeless.
Her smile has long faded
and her once lively complexion
pale from the lack of sunlight.
I can’t stand to look at my broken self.
Hope and faith are my most elaborate forms of self harm.
With every new hope, I die a little more inside,
because I know that in the end of it all.
My light for life is slowly dissipating as
I am always being brought back to my best friend,
disappointment.

Sometimes the best way to not be let down, is to not have any expectations.

#depression #hope #faith #expectations #disappointment #selfharm