Everyone lives on a glimmer of hope,
But when that anchor breaks away,
It feels as though the world has ceased,
And no reason remains to face the day.
Yet, in that silence, a new sparks wakes,
A fresh breath of life, a brand new tie.
And so we walk this endless path,
Chasing hope until the day we die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic choice for poem of the day. Hope is elusive but we look for it because it is all we have to look for in life. Thanks for sharing!