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.

Knock a door, Ring a Bell!

Knock a door, ring a bell.
Open your shell.
Life’s sojourn is easier when you share.
Find and seek souls that care.

Beyond frivolities and niceties
Share true concerns, above trivialities.
No life is untouched by tragedies.
Sharing concerns help relieve maladies.

Time with friends can be a therapy,
Perspectives help us gain empathy.
Path of life is easier without disdain.
Everyone can give and gain.

We are on this journey together,
Share your cares when you gather.

Connections are precious, above all.
Sharing turns big sorrows- small.
Both carer and cared gain,
Be a giver and a taker without restrain.

Reach out and extend a hand.
Don’t just passively stand.
Help someone with their burden and bother.
Jointly make the pains smother.

Bringing joy to another
Takes us further.