Hope

A broken promise, with a gleam of hope.

She’ll write a letter in a cloud of smoke.

Directed to you, a tear for each stroke.

Alone she will sit, with no chance to cope.

I, a man with hope, will someday hold her.

For a taste of love; no wish for power.

To conquer the bad, that haunts her hours.

Will save a brittle soul from turning sour.

You took her for less; in time will lose more.

What one may embrace, you’ve labeled a chore.

Her eyes a home with a sparkling decor.

I’ve never yet met this beauty before.

It’s hope that carries me to her front door.

Reviews

[Cloud]

What one may embrace, you’ve labeled a chore.
Her eyes a home with a sparkling decor....well, again you flutterd me much. loved these lines much...you got me girl..your this writin' is great i think than before one that i've read...lol, it's i think a real piece to read.

[Kailor Mason]

There's no battlefield more cutthroat, vicious, terrifying and brutal as the field called LOVE. This is awesome. All's fair in love and war, and that's what makes life so interesting. You might even say it makes life worth living

[closed..acct]

This is very emotional,
I like it alot, so well written,
and poetic.

[Forgotten]

:)

[Sarah]

it is lovely, it shows love, pasion and devotion. lovely work...

[natzky]

its a wonderful poem...your the man...the girl in this poem is so lucky...

[Summer Windton]

Wow. That's all I have to say is wow.
This poem shows devotion, slight passion, dreams (and like the title) hope. Love it.

[Raven Starhawk]

Love it on so many different levels. It has such promise and well formed stanzas.

[Olive Belikov]

I love this, and in someways I feel like the girl in this poem. But you did a great job:)

[Elisa Laura]

Ma che benissimo detto! complimenti!