Hope is a gentle whisper in my heart, 
Like a warm embrace that never parts,
It keeps me going when all else fails,
Offering a light in the darkest of tales,

Hope is a beacon of light,
Though I have never seen it's sight,
Everyday sun rise,take away my strife so each night wait, 
No,no,no,no,no! This isn't my choice it's my fate.

Is it hope that gives me the strength to go on,
To never feel lost and alone,
So I keep searching high and low,
Wherever I go.

  • Author: Mashleyyy (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 17th, 2023 00:35
  • Category: Reflection
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  • L. B. Mek

    indeed, keeping that flame of hope alive
    within us
    is such a pivotal necessity, to insure
    we keep questing
    towards that better, we so ardently seek..
    a lovely read, thanks for sharing

    • Mashleyyy

      Thank you, It makes me so happy you feel that way.

    • mvvenkataraman

      A lovely poem indeed,
      Planting hope-seed,
      Today this is the need,
      Thanks for your deed!

      • Mashleyyy

        That’s really kind of you to say! Thank you.

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