Hope

Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark.  ~George Iles

 Life seems like an unopened box,

Not sure of what’s in, and what’s not.

All we do is pin our trust on the unknown

the unknown today, and the unknown tomorrow…

Expectations from the unseen,

As the box openes,

There is no turning back now,

The secrets have been unlocked

We find ourselves with

Unanswered Questions , and few more questions.

Hope now turn to dreams

Dream!!!!!! The place where,  hope turn to reality.

The glass breaks,Hope shatters, …

We now hate the hopes we cared for, lived with

We lead our lives with these dreams,

Live the life we always wanted…,  in our imagination…

Dreams, never swindle us.

As I sit by the bay,

All I want to do, is to be able to be the same kid again for a while

The kid in my mom’s arms,

On my dad’s shoulders

Laughing giggling with friends

Paper boats sailing in high seas….

Sun setting in ocean high

All I want , is to live again

To know the answers,

Start again…

With new hopes and new envisage….

Cherish  a new beginning ,

A new start, A new sunrise….

A Promise of desired,

With faith instilled on the Rays ,

A desire of some good, accompanied with an expectation of obtaining it

To find courage to take the next step….

To find the vigor to crafta castle of reality

with bricks of dream….

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