Nisren Oct 2014

Let this cancer grow
Take everything away
Nothing will stop the spreading
No hope no lies.

charles hamilton Apr 2013

Hopelessness is the worst feeling of all

Hope must be the very scaffolding upon which we build ourselves

Because the moment hope dissipates the moment it begins to wear and give way

We collapse within forgetting any light that ever previously illuminated the circumstance

When you demolish a building, you don't have to destroy every piece but merely compromise its infrastructure

The same goes for destroying a person, or even a group of people. You don't have to destroy them as a whole but simply destroy their hope and watch as they collapse inwardly

Love is forbidden
To those who fight
Who fight for love
For love is not.

Love is given
To those who need
Who need love
For love is fickle.

Love is lost
To those who try
Who try for love
For love is cruel.

Love is none
None of these for me
For I have you
And love is mine

Alicia Strong Dec 2013

I look in the mirror,
and what do I see?
Bitter disappointment
staring back at me.

It seems no matter
what I do,
I just can't seem
to get through to you.

I'm clawing away
at what's left of me.
and people won't let
the pieces be.

I shed those pieces for a reason.
I'm sick of being stuck in this rainy season.
Walking around with a cloud above my head.
Sometimes I think I'd much rather be dead.

Sometimes...

Eddie Starr Mar 2014

The hopelessness hold so many worthy people hostage.
The key to rescue is in truth, Faith and healing,  love of Christ.
Like you I too was at one time, held a prisoner by its grasp.
But it took Christ to rescue me from its slimy clutches.
I needed to know I am loved, and worthy of complete joy.
I may not always be happy but I do have joy in my life.
To know whom you are in Christ is the key to rescue.
But so many end up ending their life because of this.
But once you realize just how special that you are.
This is where the healing will take place  in your life.

Eddie Starr Jun 2014

I once was held chained up in hopelessness and depression.
I still live in depression, but the chain of hopelessness fell to the floor.
When I realize that it was Christ not people that gave me Hope.
I felt alone, lonely and empty deep inside my broken heart.
I even travel around searching for that woman who was my perfect mate.
But each time I thought that I  found her, I was toss aside once more.
It been many years since I did the traveling, but I now know something important.
Only Christ can give us that Hope that we all yearn for, in our time of need.

Ann Witt Sep 2013

Hopelessness is swallowing me.
For all my life I've been it's prey.
Sometimes strong, sometimes weak,
I've always managed to hold on,
but my grip is loosening.

My dreams have been squelched
and my imagination is fading.
I'm tired of pushing boulders uphill
only to watch them roll back down.
My shiny glaze of compassion has dulled.

Flaccid are my heartstrings,
flying ramdomly like torn ribbons
on a misguided kite.
Where can I escape and become
someone else somewhere else?

Ana Leejay Jul 2013

hopelessness is a fish gasping in oxygen
I take in the air but I refuse to call this
breathing and I refuse to call it dying.
I call this a desert; an eternity missing
the shoreline, missing the ocean wave
tango before leaving with the moon. I
refuse to call it foolish to hope I can be
more than a carousel ride of mistakes,
a revolving door of regrets. "I am more
I am more"
I whisper to the moon.

Hopelessness is losing all your senses
and believing in love, or music, belie-
ving you can dance with the shoreline
one more time even with the saltwater
in your lungs, even with the ocean
waves pulling you back because

"I am more, I am more" the moon whispers, and
you believe him.

Gleb Zavlanov Aug 2013

I’m left with no one to talk to,
with none to ever share
Only my blackened heart to feel,
the crouching, gray despair

I want to shout, to scream for help,
but I don’t have a voice
My soul is left in darkest void
without a single choice

The shadows whisper at my name,
they want to get along
They sing for me, and cry for me
a very woeful song

But I don’t care, I never heed
I know it’s now too late
To fix my very crippled life
And untwine my twined fate

It’s gone now, I failed all of it
I left it, I did shun
Leaving it to rot and to die
And wither cold and wan…

Copyright Gleb Zavlanov 2013
Tanya Chaudhary Dec 2014

There is a sudden charm in the idea of being invisible. I have thought endlessly about being invisible. Maybe, just for a day. I would get up earlier than my usual time. See him sipping tea in his balcony on a wintery morning. Watch him watching this new movie. See him upset, when he doesn't get a parking spot on a lazy day. I would follow him like rivers. And he wouldn't even know that I have already walked past his house 5 times in this past week. I wasn't invisible then. But, I guess I have been invisible to him all along.

A church mouse’s despondent muse
Is like a fuse
Melting as soon as it features in its brain
It does potentiate a pitiless migraine.
Bubbly spring in its step
A misstep
Seemingly a rare occurrence
Like a snow ball in hell, perchance.
A truce
With Zeus
To spare it
Bedeviling suited for a society’s #misfit.

Poor....poor church mouse
It's too poor to afford
the elusive luxury of hopelessness
are we thus rich enough
to afford it??????
Lynn Greyling Dec 2014

The dough in the pizza pan
Becomes my heart.
And with my hand, my fist,
I strike it and flatten it.

I force it to change,
Plaster it into limp pancake.

With my palm I knead it,
But the pain which should ebb out,
Will not separate and flow away.

It stays inside the dough,
The flattened,
Moulded,
Hand-mangled dough!

just now translated from an Afrikaans poem written quite a few years ago.
DEEG EN OPSTAND !

Die pizza-deeg in die pan
Word my hart-
En met my hand, my vuis,
Slaan en vorm ek dit plat.

Dwing ek dit anders ,
Stryk ek dit oop en willoos.

Met my palm louter ek dit-
Die pyn wat moet uitvloei
Wil nie breek en wegsypel.

Dit bly in die deeg;
Die platgeslaande,
Rondvervormde,
Handgedwonge deeg!
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