THE NEXT BREATH.......

Walking in the cold rain
Alone and
Going nowhere
Just hiding tears in raindrops

Always dreaming of being lost
Lost and then
The endless fall
Then the gasping awakening

But always the rain will end
And sunrise
Put an end
To the cruelty of night

And life will begin in warmth
And hope
Blossoms
Into the sweetest softest petals

      By Phil Roberts

Reviews

[Usman Muhammad]

It seems to me like you haven't defined hope but portrayed it in an artistic manner.
To be true...I liked each and every stanza of the poem, each conveyed something important and close to the life. In the stanza where rain stops you beautifully created a stage to put into light your main theme of the poem "HOPE".
A wonderful poem, Sir.