Friday, March 19, 2021


 In the envelope of darkness,

Does the star hope to shine.

In the hope of wealth,

Are the diamonds mined.

In the hope of perfection,

Does he try to fit-

In the hope of one hand,

Is the one that hits.

In the hope of life,

Does he forget death;

Until it knocks at the gate.

In the hope of a drop of water,

Does he search an ocean!

In the hope for the best,

He blurs the rest.

Hope -is a word fella, that is not.

Hope is of the mind,

A deceptive knot.

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