The Hope Is In Him

January 24, 2009
By Ani Sarochanian BRONZE, Glendale, California
Ani Sarochanian BRONZE, Glendale, California
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Trying hard not to listen but they talk so loud
Everyone around you tries to fill you with doubt
Tempers flare and everyone goes insane
Someone else's feelings try to enter your brain
Block out their words with your hands on your ears
Lying down with a wet pillow full of tears
No one seems to understand
No one can comprehend
How hard it is to lend a hand
How long it takes for a heart to mend
Everyone just assumes time solves all wrong things
But sometimes the longer it takes the more it stings
Memories you hope to forget pass you by
The statements on the tip of your tongue leave your mouth dry
They cover an ounce of truth with one big lie
Telling you they will be with you until the day you die
No one seems to understand
No one can comprehend
How hard it is to lend a hand
How long it takes for a heart to mend
There is no listening everyone just likes to talk
Closing their souls and their spirits with a big brass lock
Where is the hope when everything is dim?
Hold on to what you have
Because the hope is in him



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on Jul. 16 2009 at 8:05 pm
YogaGirl SILVER, Williamstown, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"I can clearly see you're the daughter of a mother's aunt's grand-mother's uncle's father's grandaughter's daughter."~~~ "Wouldn't that make me a poptart?!"

I really liked this; it has a good vibe to it. I've written a poem called Parting Gift about how hard love can be - except in mine I'm the one breaking apart, and it's a little sad. I think you did a great job with this poem.


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