Let’s Hope

Let’s hope for peace across the land

Let’s hope the monsters would never band

Let’s hope their fury we avoid

Let’s hope our hopes don’t become void

Let’s hope for calm water, when we sail

Let’s hope our loved ones would not bail

Let’s hope for forgiveness in every corner

Let’s hope for love beyond our borders

Traces of Me

I wish to leave traces of me scattered around the world

So my presence can never be forgotten and my voice will be forever heard

I wish to lend a helping hand to the drowning and bewildered

To assist them as best I can and hope they’re never injured

A roaming ghost in this world, I hope not to become

For my fire still burns within and I will nourish it until it is gone

I wish to leave traces of myself as proof of my existence

I wish to leave traces of me to commemorate resilience and resistance

MINIATURE WRITING CHALLENGE #64

(Tuesday 11th October – Monday 17th October)

This week’s theme is Hope. Write a short story, poem or haiku inspired by this theme.

Challenge Rules 

Confused Little Girl

The confused little girl woke up this morning again

Wondering when her life will begin

Agitated and scared, a tantrum she threw

Lashing out at everyone she knew

Unable to comprehend they called her spoiled

Causing her fury to further boil

As reality crushed her down to the bone

It turned a muscle into cold hard stone

Bleak became the future through her eyes

And unnerving was her slow demise

Many tried to help piece her back together

But she believed that hope was lost forever

So sad was the reality she couldn’t bear

And so real was the sadness she couldn’t share

Painted Visage

Countless faces filling the streets

Blurry visages that never speak

But one stands out from the  wall

And he admires her colours with every stroll

A mystery girl adorning the city

Neglected in plain sight, yet always pretty

She was made for him, he always thought

Marvellous, majestic and can never be bought

She soothes the ails of lonely sufferers

And quenches the thirst of art-lovers

Desperate wanderers in a world that crushes

Can sometimes find hope in paint and brushes

The Daily Post’s prompt “Stroll”

Intro to Poetry – Day 2 (Face)

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Window

In response to The Daily Post’s prompt “Window”

Staring out the window

Watching the sun rise

Head still on my pillow

As the little bird flies

Green are the trees

With the swaying leaves

Calm is the river

That flows forever

A peaceful morning

That won’t disappoint

Hope is always soaring

When lives are joined

 

Empty

In this empty room

With empty cupboards

And bare walls

Is an empty person

With an empty heart

And little future

In this uncertain future

With little hope

Is the path of life you need to take

 

No Longer Just a Dream

In response to the Daily Post’s prompt “Optimistic”

How do you fuel the fires of optimism?

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As a cynic, there are few things that make me hopeful or optimistic. But the idea of change in the future, brightens my day more than any other. Believing that my dreams might someday come true, keeps me hopeful in the midst of my cynicism. It sounds like a naive cliche, I’m sure, but still this is what keeps me somewhat optimistic.

Of those dreams, is travel and exploration. I yearn for a chance for adventure to break the mundane cycle that is my daily routine. I wish to delve into as many cultures as possible and explore the mysterious wonders of nature. It is the desire for such experiences that spark a ray of hope in an otherwise regular life.

Hidden Beneath

 

Beneath the surface

Valuable crystals hidden

As a poor man hopes

Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge

 

Another New Year

Optimistic start

Is promised by every new year

Hoping for the best

 

Miniature Writing Challenge #23

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