Hope
My hope
Hopeful hope
My joule of energy
Insurance
For tomorrow
Partner in strategy
Hope
My only hope
Affordable hope
My live current
Companion
In troubled darkness
Hope
My blood of life
Active hope
Brightly pure
Continuous
In circulation
Hope
My nutrient drink
Energizing
My propelling force
Immunity
Against defeat
Hope
My reservoir strength
Against hopelessness
Sometimes full
Even over flowing.
Other times low-ebb
But inexhaustible
From constant drawing
Hope
My ready ray
Bed of solace
When pals dishonour their honour
Enemies constrict their hold
In uncertainties of universe
You dispel my despair
With hedges of fortress
Construct pathways
Like hand of godmother
Disappoint my grief
Illuminate my face
With knowing smiles
(Saturday 9th September,1995)
I like this one, Kingsley. Hope is such a powerful quality. I like the way it increases in strength in each stanza, and reaches a climax of certainty to be celebrated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Knowing smiles of hope. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Hope sustains life. Thanks