When shadows lengthen, and the world seems bleak,
And time itself grinds slowly to a halt,
We often feel a spirit cold and weak,
And find our courage buried in the fault.
But hope's a flame that burns eternally,
A constant star within the darkest night,
It knows no ticking clock, no boundary,
A beacon shining with a gentle light.
Though present grief may seem to hold us fast,
And future fears may whisper in our ear,
The promise of a brighter day will last,
Dispelling doubt and banishing all fear.
Yaaay! ! ! Another awe inspiring poem! Truly heartwarminq! Never stop hoping! ! ! Endless ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 10s
Each and every line stands out. Very inspiring. So true. Hope is a constant star within the darkest night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You write splendidly! Carry on!