Poem Tag : hope

Stripped of Yellow

Published 11 hours ago

by William Troup

Stripped of yellow, our fading star is blue! what hue will replace thee? what of me will remain? What lustral face will come when the demons face their fate? Only the moon will say, whose back has yet to turn!

Fear Me Not

Published on Fri, 17^th Apr 2026 at 23:56

by William Troup

Fear me not, as I am me, and you are thee, as heart separates to echos of three; heart, a fickle thing, clings to hope it's yet to grasp; mind, a backseat, begins again and hopes to last; soul, a wayward thing, begets the toll the lover cast. Fear me not,
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Slay the Dragon!

Published on Tue, 14^th Apr 2026 at 22:02

by William Troup

Slay the dragon, flail thy sword, strike his heart; where doth thou reveal the reins? what of fire that consumes thy mind? dawn still catches the eye of fame! Merriment conveyed, wasting away, in silent days; noon fractured from violent plays! Slay the
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Hollow Stone

Published on Mon, 13^th Apr 2026 at 22:58

by William Troup

Hollow stone, left alone; bones broken by eggshell words. Hollow stone, beating tones; known faces through every bird. Hollow stone, vacant thrown; sewn rivers to hopeful thirds. Hollow stone, left alone ...

Raindrops on Strawberry Seeds

Published on Sat, 11^th Apr 2026 at 01:28

by William Troup

Raindrops on strawberry seeds; a mother catches all that she needs, as summers hand prevails with greed; what of winters heart believes? Flailing leaves in summers bind; a mother clutches all that she finds, as foliage creeps into every line; what of spring shall lead
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Upon the Wildest Landscapes

Published on Wed, 25^th Mar 2026 at 23:53

by William Troup

I. Upon the wildest landscapes, my heart did flail around; fractured skies did split the eyes, as nowhere could I be found. Honeybees play in rivers of roses, and where their hearts rest? nobody knows. Fallen boughs cover the knolls where arrows aim
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I Am Blue

Published on Tue, 17^th Mar 2026 at 00:02

by William Troup

I am blue, as are you. I am red, full of dread. I am yellow, a naughty fellow. I am green, so unseen. I am white, full of fight. I am black, my way back. I am blue, as are you. I am pink, where's the ink? I am grey,
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Leverage Loses Love

Published on Tue, 10^th Mar 2026 at 23:49

by William Troup

Leverage loses love over onion oceans of old! Faster failing fallacies assemble as an apple, whose whole world withers; begat by beautiful bites. Winters weather worries as another angel ascends; each ember echoes excuses, yet yesterday yields restless
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That Part of Me Still Loves You

Published on Thu, 26^th Feb 2026 at 00:06

by William Troup

There was a part of me that loved you, there was a part that died; as suddenly as you came, my heart did part the blood, and through the path, I walked, with no rhythm, and no sight, as the walls came crashing down; that part of me still loves you ...

Existence Is Alone

Published on Wed, 25^th Feb 2026 at 00:45

by William Troup

Existence is alone, therein lies the power; life, a fickle thing, shuns this waking hour. Glory of omnipotence leaves you and I alone; no further dream is needed, as existence will have grown. What of love and family? will peace cast a stone? father,
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There's a Silence In Fire

Published on Sun, 22^nd Feb 2026 at 01:39

by William Troup

There's a silence in fire, an aching of hunger; a future so opaque these walls will all but dream. Pining for the moon, yearning for twilight; a journey so unknown the calls will all but scream. There's a silence in fire, a distance in the steps; a
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Death Is a Common Fight

Published on Sun, 1^st Feb 2026 at 02:09

by William Troup

Death is a common fight we find within the light; do you jest? or stay your hand? an ocean reeps the floor, with little chance of succour; and what of tomorrow? Death is a common fight we crown before the night; do you prevail? or flaunt your coronet?
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Death and All Her Games

Published on Tue, 27^th Jan 2026 at 13:02

by William Troup

All but left is ashamed; death and all her games leaves life a cherished play, in anguish ... yet decayed. This labyrinth of time yields plenty to enclasp; but death and all her games comes crawling with a tax. All but left is ashamed; death and all her
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I Am the Glass That Keeps the Mind

Published on Sun, 16^th Nov 2025 at 00:54

by William Troup

Assail me, and beat me ... sign; I am the glass that keeps the mind. Regale me, and picture ... find; I am the hand that bleeds the time. Fail me, and listen ... mime; I am the heart that beats the rhyme. Assail me, and fight me ... fine; I am the glass that keeps the
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Her Smile

Published on Wed, 29^th Oct 2025 at 00:15

by William Troup

Effulgent, her smile; soft and warm, where sunlight wraps its soul ... behold! Weary, yet dogged, the moon does ache; what of her day will grace this heart? Vast, yet sewn, these swathes of trees; deeper from me, her lies do bleed. Effulgent, her smile; sweet, but worn,
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Pink Blossoms

Published on Fri, 10^th Oct 2025 at 23:06

by William Troup

Pink blossoms within a veil of apples, effaced my fears ... begone! what tender heart begat thee? I must find her time! yet sap ascends on broken arms whose relics lay wasting upon the sod; have I spring to lay thanks to thee? have I spring to
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My Timid Friend

Published on Thu, 9^th Oct 2025 at 07:51

by William Troup

She lays in wait, my timid friend, and sits on a happy end. Watching, and waiting, with boundless faith; will fate bend to her heart? this diffident youth prevails under fallacies of fear; what remains of me is still unclear, yet still she waits,
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Walls

Published on Wed, 8^th Oct 2025 at 22:46

by William Troup

Execrable words upon my walls, their tarrying unknown! this solitary path bedevils me, yet what of you remains? this earnest heart continues, but not without regret, and upon the pastures, my heart does fill; where to hang upon my walls?

Falling Leaves

Published on Sun, 5^th Oct 2025 at 23:31

by William Troup

Falling leaves under a mundane sky; their time will come again ... this veil of rain becomes me, in a maudlin sort of way, as summer departs in triumph, with a haven still unknown. Fallen leaves under good tidings feet; their heart prevails again ... much
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The Drought

Published on Wed, 20^th Aug 2025 at 23:04

by William Troup

Low upon the lake, a docile crescent moon; abash, yet stolid, and luminous to a fault. The stars lay silent, affixed upon the sky, and this thespian claims the night, as a daughter purloins the south. What of the black dahlias? in repose they haunt the fields
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Hollow Dreams

Published on Wed, 20^th Aug 2025 at 16:20

by William Troup

Hollow dreams awaken me from an anxious sleep; opaque skies cloud the arcane sun, and what looms is crushed beneath my soul. Velvet rays dry my eyes, as yearning beats no more; madness lingers, but not what's seen, and cerulean skies cast the pastures
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What Game Do True Lovers Have?

Published on Tue, 19^th Aug 2025 at 23:07

by William Troup

What game do true lovers have? garish clothes unlike any of mine? what ambient waves unfurl the sheets and beget a dream still wasted on the young? Look at me! they scream and plead; photos capture the naked truth and thread the walls on desperate screens;
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The Summit

Published on Mon, 11^th Aug 2025 at 23:27

by William Troup

Whether or not I will reach the summit, my desires still speak in soft, berry-shaped tones; a morass path of which I cannot recall, awaits for me in the appalachian springs, and renders a song that would leave the hummingbirds in awe; will my heart feel peace
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Oh Tempest!

Published on Wed, 6^th Aug 2025 at 23:35

by William Troup

Oh tempest, break the adamantine waves, and let this habitation breathe; what of the strakes that break the hull? a home for those smaller than thee. Upon the mast, our dreams are tied, as we await the gales abatement; what of sails that flail from the yards? a
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I Must Be Down by the Sea Again

Published on Tue, 5^th Aug 2025 at 00:53

by William Troup

I must be down by the sea again, I must be all but me. I must be down with my dreams again, I must be all but free. I must be down, I must be me, I must be me again, but here. I must be down by the sea again, I must be all but fear ...

Peonies Suffice

Published on Mon, 7^th Jul 2025 at 23:43

by William Troup

Peonies suffice with the role of the dice; think twice, did not, yet thrice I tried, and memories regale the mewling advice. Peonies suffice with a hand on the dice; wish twice, now thrice, yet one is the face, and memories aloft in a gleeful
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My Heart Must Be a Bird

Published on Sun, 6^th Jul 2025 at 22:35

by William Troup

My heart must be a bird, for I have seen it fly away. Immortal, is my fantasy, yet still too far today. Fallen boughs upon the knoll, so nowhere is safe to land? what of me remains to stand, in the hope that she will return ...

We Outgrew Our Hearts

Published on Sat, 5^th Jul 2025 at 23:57

by William Troup

We outgrew our hearts, like so many things, and stentorian silence is the crown that sings. Our antique words, so brittle, unworn, may rend what dwells, and yearn to be born. We outgrew our hearts, like so many beats, yet dulcet voices is the rescue
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What Word of the Daffodils?

Published on Wed, 2^nd Jul 2025 at 23:47

by William Troup

The violets are lost, with roses in dwam, and carnations weep where the lilies may meet. The tulips wonder where the daisies sleep; and what of the orchids? the violets still ask. The bluebells pine for the sunflowers heart, and poppies are
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Beloved

Published on Mon, 23^rd Jun 2025 at 22:05

by William Troup

Beloved! manifestations drip from this weary earnest heart; as if someone, maybe a lonely rose, beseeched an early path. As carnations weep in soil, the kind I've yet to spoil, escort me, my sonorous wren, as I have yet to sale... Beloved! manifestations
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Complex Beast

Published on Wed, 21^st May 2025 at 23:23

by William Troup

My thoughts reveal a complex beast, yet the morn is set with felicity! Manifestations still regale a heart that's yet to feast. My mind pretends to be a friend, but my hand remains alone; What for tomorrow, again I ask, as my dreams prevail and
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Love Should Never Speak of Time

Published on Wed, 21^st May 2025 at 08:50

by William Troup

Love should never speak of time, for eternity is invisible to the blind. Ghastly ghouls may linger in shadows, but the devil may have forgotten their goals?

Enough Is One

Published on Mon, 12^th May 2025 at 00:56

by William Troup

Enough is one, few is a rolling dice; take a slice of lemon, the lime pretends to be nice; One is ethereal, real in their touch; enough is one, many upon the ice ...

For as I Was Fearing It

Published on Thu, 24^th Apr 2025 at 01:15

by William Troup

For as I was fearing it, what's left was done, and my tenebrous staircase became unsung. So lost in fear, these ubiquitous fires are felt by beats, in this lonesome heart. For as I was fearing it, what came was one, and my irreligious steps became
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On Desperate Waters

Published on Wed, 23^rd Apr 2025 at 22:55

by William Troup

On desperate waters, the ships do yearn to reach the goal the wanderers bore; as precarious sails flail in might, their dreams lay silent in their native shore. These hyacinths are yearning for new growth, where a new sun rests in soils unknown; the perfumed air
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