Not confined by fear
I'm Hope, still in cheer
I'm not dawdling in a room
Or staring at walls
I'm still flying on wings
That flutter in ecstasy
I'm still smiling in the pathways
As a primrose or a daisy
I'm not hearing the tick-tock
I'm not sinking into escapism
I'm not staring at the flower-less vase
I'm sailing the waters
Riding the waves
Scampering down the lane
Catching the rain
I'm Hope, unscarred, unchained
I'm not brittle as a false promise
I seek and seek enlightenment
In empty streets and deserted lanes
I don't quit my search
For meaning of existence
And cause of pain.
Yes, there sits hope amidist great fear in the time of Corona! Your personification of hope in the last stanza makes this poem lively and captivating! A magnificent poem....Full marks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An opotimistic message through this beautiful poem...thanks a lot!