Hopes, Dreams and Fears

Written for a friend....

Seeing the world for all it's worth,

Creates that deep rooted feeling of hope.

Hope for things yet to come

things we have yet to receive;

Breathe.....just breathe.


When life gets hard

We feel like the lowest of the low

It seems we have no where else to go.

There is hope;

To move beyond the walls that confine

Breaking down the walls in our minds

All you have to do is believe and

Breathe......just breathe.


Dreams are our hopes played out in our heads

every night we rest in our beds.

Dreams are good for the mind and soul

where thoughts and plans take mould.

Think of the wonders you can conceive

Breathe...just breathe.


Fear...our minds' greatest weapon

against ourselves

The thins we fear stack shelves and shelves

We all have an innate fear of the unknown,

Sometimes even the things we're shown.

To push pass fear you need only to believe

So breathe.....just breathe.


It is never the manner in which we fall

but the manner in which we rise.

The night is darkest before dawn.

It's always cold before it's warm.

So be the strong, sturdy tree from a small seed

Breathe......just breathe.


Our greatest enemy is ourselves

We seem fearful to be the best, most beautiful;

and remain forever dutiful

to cause ourselves pain;

denying any chance to gain.

We fear the fight.

The fight to relieve

Breathe......just breathe.


Hopes, dreams and fears

Together makes us stronger

We live longer.

You have so much to give so

Live......just live.

January Hub Love # 7

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Money Glitch 6 years ago from Texas

A very good poem that is so true. Everyone now seems so caught up in their hopes and dreams, fears and tears that so often one forgets to breathe...just breathe. Thanks for sharing :)


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myownworld 6 years ago from uk

'Breaking down the walls in our minds'....I loved that. Lovely poem! Keep writing...you're doing great here :)


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mega1 6 years ago

Trinidad? Is it very nice there? I wonder what it would be like to grow up in Trinidad? did you mean to say "where thoughts and plans take mould?" I have a feeling it was a typo, but I love the image! You are good! want to hear about Trinidad - I love the sound of the name.


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Sherbet Penny 6 years ago from Galway, Ireland.

Nice inspirational poem, you did well with this piece, great writing.


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Michael Beskalis 3 years ago from San Francisco

You have a way with words. Very beautiful piece. Dont stop writing.

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