I bid adieu
to a long hard night,
at last,
to see a new day.
I could sense the glimmer of hope
in the awakening of sun,
rising with him
the spirit of my heart,
to fight another day.
never ending hope........enjoyed, , , , , , , , please read some of my poems... 10 votes
each day is a beginning of a new journey....to be accomplished and put behind.nice poem vaibhav, i really enjoyed reading it. ritty
Always this has been a theme of sincere poets. How it is a perfect simile of hope and faith. Well done. Do not shy away from happy and hopeful themes even in the midst of horror and despair. there is always hope as long as mankind has a glimmer of humanity left. Regards, Susan
A never-ending cycle for night workers Vaibhav! Very nicely written Mark
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well done, profound..thanks for sharing