In a bag of emotions, hope is a potent potion. Promise of persistence, Desire for fulfillment of a vision. An itch, a hankering, a wish for a miracle, a last straw, a longing, a personal pinnacle. A logic defying craving, wishes on life’s ascend, maybe, day dreaming, or to simply transcend. Hope can be a deep yearning, stubbornly defying reasoning, In rain, wish of sunshine, blossoming of flower on dry vine. Pining for good results after a test, when nerves astray, from east to west, like a desired end to a thriller, hope is both a pillar and a glimmer.
Excellently penned poem defineing tantacles of hope that sustains our life.
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