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Hope


Hope, they say, is a thing with feathers That perches in your soul But so is hate Or anger And you have to sit and wait For them to fly away And when they do The weight on your chest, your soul, is gone And they're gone Until it comes and perches In its spot And brings that weight with them But without anger, or hate, or sorrow How would we know hope?
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rose345

I am a student in a rural Midwest town. I hope someday to be a lawyer or a psychologist. Remember to always live life to the fullest because you never know where life will take you. Be the light! Leave a comment if my poem meant something to you☀

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Personal introspection grounded in universal philosophical questions about emotion and meaning.

SparseMeasureDense

Moderate density; explores one central metaphor with gradual development across 13 lines.

DarkSentimentBright

Mixed valence—acknowledges darkness but frames emotions as necessary and ending finds acceptance.

StillEnergyExplosive

Contemplative voice with measured pacing; some intensity in staccato lines but mostly meditative.

MicroLengthEpic

13 lines falls in the 7-15 range, qualifying as short to mid-length poem.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Rich use of extended metaphor; emotions as birds with feathers, weight as embodied sensation.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Pure lyric internal voice; introspective first-person reflection with no narrative or dramatic shift.

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Comments (3)

rose345
Aww thanks! I like this one too. I heard Emily Dickenson's poem in a book and quoted it!
ImAPoet?
Nice job!
ImAPoet?
This is really powerful, I like it!

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