Hope Poem by Rajesh Kumar Vaid
Hope
Hope!
Oh!
A child! little red cherry cheeks cheering!
Hopping liitle feet! ....and mother's bosom,
Soft, crimson green feet rose bud, braving in the wind!
To spring in the curls of the scented breeze,
Orange pinge of morning December sun,
On basking hairy squirrel on the bark,
Aching cage of a caterpillar to flutter, and to fly!
And to lemon leaves! Shredded yellowing, a respite,
Cracking ends of corny feet in the toil of earth,
To spring up the pips lush 'een harvest,
Black bronzed taut melted muscles in the heat of steel,
For few nickles of the clinkering meals,
In the wag of the tail of wet dog, shivering,
Standing near a beggar's bowl, eyes flickering,
Hope never despairs, but life finally repairs!
…..and pot ends up….
In the dungeons of cold darkness,
In the warm ash of bony embers.
Or beyond the stars, in the soul sojourn
There lie our majestic chambers?
(02/11/2008, Hisar)
Welcome to poem hunter. This poem is very well composed. Excellent topic. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing with me.
Wonderful use of imagery bringing colour to ones thoughts. Best wishes, Andrew
Hope never despairs, but life finally repairs! .............. life seems to fledge by the hope soul respires by the rhythm of passion..............wonderful exposition of soul when swells by the hope, the driving force that leads forward by the mortal journey, yet a glow of light even in deep darkness, wrought ingenious by the imagery,10+, thanksfor sharing
I must say this is a great poem... I had to read it more than couple of times which I usually don't do honestly... Beuatiful selection of naive and harsh relaities of life perfectly blended with the vivid imagery and flowing beautifully from the very first word to the end... Well crafted and great thought... all put together in this wonderful amazing piece by Dr. Rajesh Kumar Vaid... 'Hope never despairs, but life finally repairs! ' What a vision of life and it surely provokes our thoughts... Hats off... Regards, Kamran
Skillfully penned and well-composed...great work! Caroline
Yep I can see in the wag of the tail of the wet dog and the beggars bowl that Hope never despairs, but life repairs. nicely penned ++++10 regards anjali
Lovely, lovely imagery. My mind is coloured with your poem. It was a joy to read! Karin Anderson
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I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 3:00:22 AM # 1.0.0
I like this forage into this uniquely human condition of 'hope' Rajesh, it is the simply natural things and ways of living life that the 'hope' shines through, we just have to look and see that there is hope and there will always be signs to guide us from the darkness that society seems determined to shroud us in. Thank you for guiding me in this direction....Smiling at you, always with hope, Tai