It is only the hope that survives
Unless there is hope
Shred of hope in problematic life
Every thing becomes difficult to face
When there is rain hope is for a roofed space
When it is heat the hope is for a cool space
When life itself sees the ruins
The mind depends on pure hopes of a better way
Hope is the perfect helping hand every time.
we live because we have hopes and aspirations, thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Definitely hope is the perfect helping hand every time. This is definitely interesting poem shared here in this context.10
Thank you respected,