Hope
Hope
A state where
We are surrounded by an impression that
Expectations would meet the reality
And to relish the reminiscence
When we are
The despair of hope.
It’s hope.
To sense it irrefutably
That everything would be
Destined exquisitely
And it would be alike
A rainbow following the downpour.
It’s hope.
The sun gets dusky
Late afternoon
Only to resurrect eminently
The following Aurora
Much higher in the sky.
It’s hope.
The person diagnosed with cancer
Though there’s a little time left
But still combating to survive.
It’s hope.
After kissing the failures
Almost a hell lot of time
I am still standing
On my own feet
To make my efforts count
Because I will succeed someday.
It’s hope.
It’s something that keeps me going
Even when I don’t want to
Even when I am completely lost
Even when I am exhausted.
It’s hope.