Hour 24: Hope

Hope was never a gentle touch
It was always a punch to the gut
It hurt, and that’s how we knew
It was there.

Hope was never a fleeting dream
It was the Stardust that made reality
Even if no one realised
It was already a part of our being

Since the beginning of time
Hope was never a vague feeling
But a harsh tug pulling us together
In the hardest of times.

And when there was nothing at all
It still burned bright
Even with the shadow of despair
It remained a guiding light– that is hope.

9 thoughts on “Hour 24: Hope

  1. This reminds me of some of the superhero shows/movies, Hope is always a big part pf the good side’s plans. Supergirl, Flash, Professor X, all of them have mentioned Hope. Little Orphan Annie had hope that tomorrow will be better, and it was!
    Thank you for reminding us that there is always hope. 🙂

  2. “Since the beginning of time
    Hope was never a vague feeling
    But a harsh tug pulling us together
    In the hardest of times.”

    Bhasha Dwivedi, this stanza is so through. So happy to encounter this poem through you

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