Hopes Of Tomorrow (poem)

Where can I turn to

Where can I find

My hopes of tomorrow

Now taken away


Gone are the mountains

Which carried the echoes

Across the fields

Which bloomed in my name


So sad are the fables

Of a tired old man

Who lives in a dream

Short of those moments


So sad those faded nights

Those cobweb covered lights

A different time

A different time


But here I sit pondering

Drinking in days all alone

Under the glowing sky

Clouded in memories


There in a wet reflections

I see the many faces

Which use to be me

So confusing so confusing


There at the verge of my darkness

Comes the face of a stranger

Eagerly shaking my hand

Saying thank you

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DDE 3 years ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

Hopes Of Tomorrow hoping and thinking a beautifully thought of poem

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Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

Time (Life) passes by so quickly and life changes from what it once was to what it is, very profound thoughts dear Mh.

Up and more and sharing

God bless you, Faith Reaper

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billybuc 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

Sadly beautiful Martin, and filled with words unspoken.

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DJ Anderson 3 years ago

Martin, this poem hit me like a ton of bricks.

You could not have chosen more appropriate music.

I have had that face of a stranger walking towards me.

My lack of memory is frightening.

Write on, Martin, write on.

We appreciate each work that you give to us.


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ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

Can so relate. Thank You.


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kidscrafts 3 years ago from Ottawa, Canada

Very deep and beautiful poem, Martin! I love your choice of music!

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BlossomSB 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

We often look back to what was and wish those times could return, but our hopes for tomorrow are more important, and just how we are living today.

A very thoughtful poem.

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vkwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

A really amazing poem of hope.

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Ericdierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

Martin, I sit and ponder myself. How does one who will get up tomorrow and write another fantastic wonderful and moving poem not look forward to tomorrow. I am just not a poet I suppose. For if I could write as well as you I could not even fathom such a poem as this. I have much to learn.

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Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and awesome. Incredible is your talent. This poem brings home all those thoughts of brighter yesterdays and hope for a better tomorrow. Passing this on. I love that song.

P.S. a friendly reminder Of a tired old mad - Of a tired old man

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aviannovice 3 years ago from Stillwater, OK

Many good things were in the past, but the future holds good, as well.

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Tuatha 3 years ago from Fayetteville, NC

So many moments, memories. Thank You Martin!

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