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.
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Author:
Mashleyyy (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 17th, 2023 00:35
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
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
Thank you, It makes me so happy you feel that way.
A lovely poem indeed,
Planting hope-seed,
Today this is the need,
Thanks for your deed!
That’s really kind of you to say! Thank you.
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