When the hope died

The world rests on hope...What happens when it dies?

After crushing every bit of hope,

When I looked outside,

It looked all black without any grace,

The world looked a squalid place,

The good died when the hope died,

The vices took over the virtues,

The avarice for wealth was the only thing left,

The trepidation grew more,

The world looked nothing short of hell,

All the heaven cried when the hope died,

The goal became invincible,

Even possible became impossible,

Only the pain survived,

When the hope died.

The ordeals didnt seem to have any end,

The nights grew longer,

The mornings became dull,

The sun didnt look bright,

Only the agony survived,

When the hope died.

Author's Note

Hope sustains life.... our lives are nothing without it

Reviews

[sakshi arora]

nice one again you have a lot of potential my suggestion is just replace positive by virtue and keep writing it will bring even more juice to ur poetry

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Thanks for your kind feedback.... I agree "virtue" looks more convincing..... thank you :)

[Moonlight]

Depth reflects in your words. Beautifully portrayed the chaotic atmosphere after the death of hope. Great work! I liked it a lot! :)

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Thank you :)

[Jeannine Winklaar]

So true. Good point to make. But hope is there, Just have to find it.

Have you tried leaving blank lines in between to stress your point? e.g. seperating all the sentence starting with 'The'.

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Thank you Jeannine Winklaar... no I havent but will certainly think about it now.... thanks for your kind inputs

[Amulya Bhardwaj]

I agree!! Felt every bit of it!! Deep and wonderfully potrayed!!

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Thank you... I am glad that you liked it :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh it has died alright...that hope seems to have died.
well expressed.

jacob

[CA Anurag Sharma]

Thank You Sir..... :)