Lines of Hope

Aman 12

Surprised to see a pretty frog like me
With clothespin and shirts, doing laundry
But I am very different you see
I rinse the sky and set it free.
I wash the mud from yesterday,
I rinse the dreams that slipped away.
I fold the hope, I wring the doubt,
And hang the quiet inside out.

Now let me tell you my short story-
Of love, and loss, and hanging glory
Beneath this willow tree I met a frog,
With gentle eyes and speckled skin and sog,
He helped me hang the sheets one spring,
And said, “Someday, I will be a king.”

My love got a kiss, and then a crown.
He waved and left this washing town.
But I have got sun and sky and soap.
And clothes to hang, and lines of hope.

  • Author: Aman 12 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 10th, 2025 03:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: Ceremonial satire
  • Category: Fantasy
  • Views: 14
  • Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Poetic Licence
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  • sorenbarrett

    This fun story told in a child like manner is a message in and of itself and with fun rhyme it gets a fave

    • Aman 12

      Thank you, glad you liked..i was very skeptical.. i usually don't write such poetry..

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

      • Poetic Licence

        That's a very entertaining and fun read delivering it's message in an enjoyable way, well written

        • Aman 12

          thank you for reading. This is not my style at all.. just wrote it for a prompt.

          • Poetic Licence

            You are very welcome



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