hope is like a breeze
it's always there everywhere.
though sometimes-
it seems it's dead, it's not there.
it's not hope that dies
it's our effort that dies.
come out of
that dark cage of fear and despair.
stand under open sky
and breath-in some fresh air.
see the Sun?
not yet? rub off web from eyes-
and see again.
see that cloud? and behind it, few faint rays?
yes, that's Sun's rays.
it's not light that dies
it's our courage that dies.
to find light in despair
look within, outside never.
© Arun Maji
Painting: Kot Valeriy
Thank you so much for sharing such a wonderful poem. Full of sublime feelings and faith. @@@ it's not hope that dies it's our feelings, courage that dies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful read! Very optimistic in view. Hope is the catalyst that keeps our life sojourn interesting & moving!