Deep Ali

Hope Survives - Poem by Deep Ali

Who's waiting?

there's no one here;

this room's got vacated,

some time back;

the spring nearby,

cried nights and dried;

seems, wind beat the grass

blue and black.

Who's seeking?

vision helplessly ran

through that leading road

and came back

empty hand.

the Sun,

that once shone

has shifted to a new horizon

with the Moon

diving in the ocean

and the stars taking refuge

on trees of no land.

These flowers?

they're wild, they've no clue

to the things happening around;

they insist

they bloom..

Comments about Hope Survives by Deep Ali

  • Saadat Tahir (9/13/2012 8:46:00 AM)

    stunningly haunting.....the deeply entrenched and resident message is clear to a feeling heart....
    some flowers never bloom under the perma frost of a wasteland called tundra.......

    under the haunting shadows of the mighty Himalayas....! ! !
    loved it....superb..


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 2, 2012

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