The Optimist Poem by Ruta Mohapatra

The Optimist



I know I am lost, she thought
But someday, I will find my shore
A small sheltered cove to anchor
A little piece of earth
To grow my roots
A little piece of land
To lay my bones

I know I am lost, she thought
And the sky remains overcast and grey
But the day is not far away
When that grey turns the bluest of blue

Tuesday, May 10, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: optimism,life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anil Kumar Panda 10 May 2022

The poem ends with a positive note. Nice write. Loved it.

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Ruta Mohapatra 11 May 2022

Thank you...

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