Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,267 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Hope We Adore - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Hope has no merciful face.
It bludgeons us harder
Than despair
To which it turns
When the result spurns
Our expectations!
Yet ironically
Most adored is hope,
A sauce for the sufferer
A spice to spruce up
The leftover
From the last despair,
Never really tidying
The ashes of shattered dreams
But staying back
Till our last breath
Goading us to hold onto it!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 19, 2013

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