Pessimism 223 Poem by RIC BASTASA
Pessimism 223
Rating: ★4.5
We still held high our hands serene
O, old portals from where we stand
let the bright rays of our courage
be seen
Fading hope of this Nowhere Land.
Thursday, April 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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5/28/2024 8:03:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Finding hope is a greater responsibility and we always try to find hope in love and dignity. This poem is very nicely penned.