And then came hope

what if hope sneaks inside?

As far as in my dreams I can see
I am only real when my mind is clear.
And whenever I fit in
this world's Hope persona, I feel fear.

What's gonna happen? What if...
...if my dreams came true
will I be able to share them
and at the same time enjoy them too?

Maybe I feel the wave taking my sorrow
as I share reality's emptiness,
taking me within its whitecap
to the shore of happiness.

There I find peace, and it feels like home.
I wish I was always, in a place alike.
But I still am afraid. I can feel the earth vibrating
and maybe there 'll be a tsunami. This I don't like.

But, I've decided to enjoy
every moment of hope,
no matter how fragile it seems.

Author's Note

I tried hard for this to come out...

Reviews

[Akshita]

It's such a positive poem...I love the message it gives to always have hope in you no matter what...it's a good read :)