_dum Spiro Spero_ Poem by Taoheed Yekeen

While I breathe I hope
Toss of thoughts, loss of lots
Waves of the hunt lit violently
Restless waves abound the hassle
And reality of an intent sojourner
Take the bait nor take the blame
Are the words echoing incessantly
In this adventurous cosmic gyration
Giving in to fighting on the bellow
Is a must not a choice to prevail.

Dum spiro spero
In the obscurant valley of despair
In the persistent shackles of recluse
In the recluse of unwilling soberness
In the moment of seemingly stillness
In the moment of tumultuous tempest
Even in the unduly darkest moments
Resulting from the daily life undulations
Regardless of the forms of it wanderings
The freshness of air is such an assertion
That while breathing, hope is reviving.

Dum spiro spero
Even if the tree always wishes peace
The wind would always be a clog
The tribulations of life are irrepressible
And unending plaint only reinforces
Endless longings just achingly inferred
Endless thoughts also injured the health
Emotion is the life unmarked language
Embracement is one positivism of life
Unmindful of all the bygones cloudiness
Today's sunshine is a great amelioration
For a rekindled breath is a whit of hope.

Dum spiro spero
Uneasiness fated a crowned head
In the capricious journey of no end
To escape going around the bend
Fiercest be unto the undwindling fend
Trust more of the pace on the mend
That the messes surely shall descend
And all damages shall equally amend
Constant little efforts boom to no end
Be unyielding to the ebb in persistent
Bring it on even if none comprehend
The life clogs shall surely condescend
Again, hope is in the clear to tend!

©tundeiwa