Tanvi J Shah


Dying Hope - Poem by Tanvi J Shah

The curve on her face, from ear to ear,
She did not say, she need not fear,
Moments like this, seldom came near,
Oh look what destiny brought her hither.

A letter so fine, from borders across,
She opened in haste, a living chaos,
Hopes of joy, and safety too,
Color changed from pink to blue.

A sorry from friends and all the crew,
Flowers too had lost their dew.
Sent was a box, with a heartfelt song,
Wishing they could come along.

He fought till the end, that's what they said,
She stood alone, not a tear still shed.
Reality was still to dawn,
Destiny brought tough times on.

The wind blowing had an eery touch,
Made her sit without a thought much.
Night so long, dreams of the shot,
As she waited for her love to be brought.

Topic(s) of this poem: death


Comments about Dying Hope by Tanvi J Shah

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/8/2015 5:04:00 AM)


    The curve on her face from ear to ear makes nice humour in this poem. Wonderfully presented and shared really. Nicely envisioned. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 8, 2015



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