I won’t let you fancy my loss

A Poem by It's Me, The Miracle

Its a poem about my hope for life...How hope plays its role to shift the curse of life to a beautiful boon.

Hope being the impulse of my day,

I let my dreams, pursue for success

I may appear as if I am in struggle

Yet, I won’t let you fancy my loss

Sailing in the drowning dark ship

I placed hope as the light of my jaunt

Though, weakness being the routine

I determined to stand grand and tall

At the verge of me losing my hope

I made up my mind to smile

Effacing my bid to shed tears

I nailed smile as the norm of my lips

Choosing hope as the first thought

I altered my fate from death to life

Whilst, death the instance of the day

I shifted its curse with life, the boon

Having hope as the gift of the day,

I kept my dreams rear and result

Hope being the impulse of my day,

I let my dreams, pursue for success

Though I appear as if in struggle

I won’t let you fancy my loss

© 2015 It's Me, The Miracle

Author's Note

Thanks a lot for spending time on my words...

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Miss Sharon

What an awesome and poignant write Miracle! I love the way you came full circle to repeat the opening lines of the write. That is, to me, always an effective closure. ~Sharon

Posted 9 Years Ago

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9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Miss Sharon

Jen Walters

A very spiritual poem about hope. Ideas are crisp and clean, and the flow is just wonderful. Thanks for sharing such a well written piece and have a great day.