Transl. Daniel Ladinksky What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure? I think it is the hope of loving, or being loved. I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey to find its source, and how the moon wept without her lover’s warm gaze. We weep when light does not […]
Sweet is my hope. Pure is the life of my hope. With my sweet hope I try to reach the higher worlds. With my pure hope I try to fathom my inner worlds. But alas, In neither way do I succeed. I fail, I miserably fail. By: Sri Chinmoy
What hope means Hope is bright shining light which keeps darkness at the bay Hope is gentle cold breeze on a hot summer day Hope is to remain positive when going gets tough hope is seeking more when others think u had enough What hope means Hope is dreaming of tommorow Hope is simmering under […]
Hope” is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land And […]
Hold me close and don’t let go; I’m so scared to be alone. I’ve been by myself for too long, And always had to be strong. Now I only want to rest; And lay my head on your chest. Hold me close and don’t let go; These wars I fight no one knows. Now whisper […]
She’s beauty, style, poise and grace, At least she appears to be. But no one knows the girl who hides Behind the face they see. Her self-esteem is all but gone, Of her ego there’s barely a trace. There’s so much pain behind the mask She wears upon her face. Depression has controlled her life […]
Where is the laughter, The smiles of real friends, The jokes that they tell That stick ’till the end And where’s all the fun The joy of this life Smiles that surround me Went under the knife And where’s all the love The love few still feel The love kept inside All locked up and […]
And needs her heart mended But she has learned that nothing good Ever happens to her and she must Learn to deal with the pain Or sacrifice herself Nobody could ever understand The hurt the forces have put against her She knows how bad it hurts when You wish upon a star and it Doesn’t […]
I wish I was a child again, Nestled in my mother’s arms. I long to hear “It’ll be all right,” As she gently strokes my hair. ‘Cause grownup problems can seem too tough. Hard to face them on my own. I wish I was a child again, Nestled in my mother’s arms.
I remember the used, The ones abused, Beaten to depression, Tears of pain, Lost in confusion, A world black of hate. Crying tunes of hate, The minds of the used, Now filled with confusion, Their lives abused, A state of pain, The chain of depression, The memories of depression, The faces of hate, Weighed down […]
