Hope
Hope was actually nothing out of the ordinary, But it could change your life by thinking optimistically, Hope was restless as a storm in furry, Yet hope was the shore of serenity, Hope was standing on a wire you knew could snap, Hope was living in the murkiness but believing there was luminescence, Hope was waiting for a cone of ice cream with headstrong patience, Hope was letting the rain pour because the sun would come out from the cloud's wrap, Hope was a kid's favorite kite, You had to pull harder if the odds were spite, Yet hope was also a special crystal, It could forever be broken with one wrong move that made it fall, Hope may not be as mind-blowing as you thought, Hope may not be as friendly as you imagined, Hope may not be as fair as you wished, And hope may never come back at all, But hope does not knock on your door, you knock on its, Hope does not want you to be lost or sad, but has to know how until when you'll call it quits, Hope never leaves if you don't allow it, rather hope is right there when you need it, Hope is always here. -PjS
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Sachin Bohra
Wonderful poem😜 😜 😜
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I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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