Stories tagged “hope”
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A Message to the Misguided People of the World
None of you know What life is all about, Nor do you know True optimism— Being hopeful in the midst of despair, Steadfast in the face of adversity. Witnessing all sorts of evils, Acknowledging them fully, And still managing to find The goodness in hum...
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A Wishful Thought
To dream a better world A man has to lay his life in a desolate playground Fighting for what is right and what may as well be wrong To dream to end the suffering in the world To stop the hungry children To stop the wasteful beatings To stop the bu...
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She Wore The Death Of Me On Her Tongue
She wore the death of me On her tongue Killed me with laughter Killed me with thought Killed me with depth Her vowels she hit soft Her consonants she hit hard People tried to get away from her voice of truth ‘Cause they were always afraid of the ...
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Clues to Death from the Not Dead
Can you die one time and not know it? Two times? Six? I think I have. Life comes in fits and spurts for me, you see. I fail to see bits of the past the way most can’t see what is to come. Small clues. Wee hints, you see. For the most part though,...
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Delayed Gratification
Nora swallowed part of her doughnut, asked, “Good news?”, and took another bite. “Yes,” Ted responded, head cocked so the telephone receiver would not fall. “GlaxoSmithKline’s willing to front us some cancer drugs. A...
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God's Bowl
Icy-hot tears it seems, made known in garish dreams- Like a swirling miasma are coating my soul. Futures alone haunt me: saturate fantasy By hiding my joys and usurping their role. Hurting, I burn inside. Parched, though I’m drowned with wine. Ho...
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Footprints into Oblivion
Fucking snow. My face stung from the ice that shot from the heavens, as I walked towards something. As I walked towards nothing. I follow a set of footprints unknown to myself, the first sign of life since I left my car two days ago. God knows where th...
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Quarantine
It’s 2050. They said the hole would’ve been fixed by now, but they were wrong. Oh, God, those scientists and politicians and environmentalists were so wrong. The hole didn’t close, it got bigger, and it let in the disease. The disease...
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Face Down on the Diving Board
Face down on the diving board, I stared into the chlorinated depths without really seeing. Though I knew it spoiled the melancholy repose I had to shift so my belt buckle wasn’t pinching me. Three piece suits are not made for lounging. To be fair...
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Hope in Questions
The question barely leaves my lips, and I’m regretting giving voice to infantile fantasy. The odds are against it. Life would conspire to halt the very possibility. Great mountains of fate could very well crash down upon such vain hope. “Ex...
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My Flight
It happened in a hallway or a corridor, Perhaps it was a flight of stairs. On the steps or the landing between them. It was early in the morning after a late night. Between showers, before breakfast After sleep and things that are hidden. Here we inter...
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Old Ladies
Fear’s house is second on my Meals-on-Wheels route. She lives just two doors down from Hope. I wish they’d talk to each other — they have a lot more in common than they think — but Fear says Hope is a “stupid old bat,̶...
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Leaving Home
I turn the page of the diary. The beginnings of the next entry are there, but otherwise it all is obliterated by blood. The cameras show a riot breaking out following a murder by Warehouse B. In the chaos, someone blew a hole in the hatch. The air ran ...
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Maybe
Maybe sometimes you give me butterflies. Maybe sometimes you make me so, so happy and giddy I could smile on and on and on. Maybe you make me want to hug you, and never, ever let go. Maybe I really really want to tell you. Maybe I don’t know how....
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Guarding Your Heart With A Pistol
Always guarding your heart Standing there with a pistol Aimed at me in black barricades This isn’t a war So bring the barrel down Just leave it alone The safety is on Don’t really mean to do this It’s just instinct wrapped up in fear ...
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Soar
My nay-sayers and my neighbors all told me, “You cannot live this dream. Fish may not fly.” “You will burn; just punishment for trying to fly too close to the sun.” But I answered, “I am the caged bird who sets herself fr...
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Numb Hope
No longer feel the pain of it Heart is numb from feeling it Candle of hope no longer lit Can’t go back to the daily grit Left in the darkness all alone Emptiness now that you’re gone Try to put it in a song But all the words, they come out ...
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Those 5 Seconds
As I’m walking down the street, She nudges her friend in my direction. But as our eyes meet, It is then we shared that connection. Time slowed down, And the world was in our possession. It was in her glance That I saw my true reflection. I’...
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Always/Never OK
Believe me when I say It’s not meant to be this way; When you’re hot-glued in my brain I tend to act a tad insane. I want you, need you, miss you, *We could be wrong, but babe I’ll kiss you Til the night ends, if you let me- *I’m even chill whe...
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Forgiveness
I had hoped for a better start to this year I wished for you to forget all the pain I left behind I never meant to leave you I never meant to give you no reasons of my absence on your birthdays, or your graduation day I had sent many cards I guess th...
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Black & White
Alice put the spyglass down. The colored lenses had shown her miracles and horrors: slices of life and worlds past, present and future … things that could never be. There were still more, too. Her mother’s illness and her own decline still ...
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You Shook It
You shook our world, you realize that, right? Up until that moment when you decided to jump up and down, everything was in ruin around us. They told us something like you would never come around. But you proved them wrong, like I knew you would. We wai...
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Shadow Of A Doubt
“Come on, Laylani. Shhh.” Oliver pleaded. “You know I don’t know either. We are who we are and eventually people will learn to understand.” Laylani continued to sob into his chest. “I know, I know. You always say tha...
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Smiling Sun
The sun seems to smile When you waste away in two chairs Laughing outside of a life you forgot about And the mourners in the background Have gone to the back of the line Cause you never looked back It’s not me to yell But the line has grown to a ...
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Upon a Star
Her eyes twinkled, just like they had years before, when we lay beneath the stars, full of summer love and heat. The grass had pricked our skin, but we hadn’t noticed, completely absorbed in each other and the magnificent starscape above. It was ...