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Flowering Hope

From the rich and fertile soil
you bring forth the worlds hope
giving,
getting, warmth from love,
drink from laughter,
strength from faith.

Prying,coaxing, calling,
you bring it forth from its encasement,
calling out , persuading it,
come to me,
come with me,
come.

Singing softly, sweetly with warmth
tiny buddings come forth,
but you are standing,
standing,
leaning over the blossom
with mischief within your heart
and anger upon your eyes.

You lean over waiting,
waiting,
watching for the time when all blossoms
would come forth showering radiance into all shadows.

Inside your world of fear and misunderstandings
you feel unease well and bubble inside,
watching the happy,
beautiful,
people, hating the hope shinning in their eyes.

So you continue to wait,
waiting,
expecting the time when the wind
begins to caress the soft petals,
shedding its sent on the wind.

You begin to mount upon your anger,
impatient creeping his way into you,
but you know you mustn't,
shouldn't,
can't strike the ending of the worlds hope.

So you keep waiting,
waiting,
listening to a soft Russell of leaves
as they grow to bask in the sunlight.

Your confusion beginning,
your hands restless,
sweat beading on you.

The waiting becomes agitating waiting
,smelling the drifting fragrance,
stronger and stronger hope grows,
opening to the world to look into you changing eyes.

Slowly,
slowly you are losing sanity,
soon will come your time
to drop the liquid fire,
to watch the world wither
when its hope is taken.

So you sit waiting,
waiting,
feeling the tension being released,
watching the sun cast its setting colors,
listening to the sweet song of hope
as your surroundings fade with the light.

Your eyes are blurring,
wetness trickling down,
salty wetness, warm wetness,
falling,landing on dark earth
hitting soil,sinking below site.

Angry beneath the stars you sit waiting,
waiting,
hating yourself for the fear
of letting your self hope,
of letting your self live.

Fully grown, hope will sing to you
a song woven of peace
that surrounds and mends
your broken mind,
leaving you free of troubles
and a child once more,
innocent and hopeful.



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cowgirl4everThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 6:38 pm:
Good use of freestyle and imagery!! I also liked the title of the poem, which is what made me want to read it.
 
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Court901This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jun. 7 at 12:45 pm:
Wow! very good job. I agree with Krasota; the second stanza is my favorite as well and you have great diction and alot of emotions throughout this piece.
 
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KrasotaThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
May 29 at 4:41 pm:
I love the turmoil of emotions I experience in reading this! Amazing job with description, too! :D The second stanza has to be my favorite. ^_^
 
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MagicMan2011 said...
Sept. 22, 2011 at 8:24 pm:
I have to say you are a great righter and you should get your name out more in the forums. (do poem contest and feedbacks for feed backs) You are one of my favorit authors in the book
 
SuNshiNe007This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Feb. 6, 2012 at 9:07 am :
I totally agree with you MagicMan2011! She is a very talented writer!:) Always very interesting when she writes too!
 
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