Na-Hope Poem by A.R Bilal
Na-Hope
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I never get what I always want,
Agony, despair, irony on a haunt.
The word of shall is a word of shan't,
Steadfast me, slipping from slant.
Lest I console myself, but I can't,
Life withers, all the rave and rant,
No hope, I fail, I fall—what a haunt.
Tuesday, June 18, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,hopelessness,tragedy,fall,failure,lost,self harm
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Arsalan Khan was a final year engineering student, who was failed one his subjects deliberately by his professors. He did everything in his power to avoid the fear of failure but tragedy struck and he committed suicide on one decisive day. I dedicated this poem to once smiling cherishing and full of life Arsalan Khan.
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