The last light of the day,

Before my last words.

I close the blinds from behind,

And can’t even fathom how I get here.

Amid losing all the balance,

There’s hope. A glimpse of it.

Pushing me towards the precipice

To finish what I started.

Am I finished?

Is this the end?

The end to start anew,

A glimpse of hope for you too.

In the world where we can be wordless around people,

I gain words around here,

Or probably, the moved me.

Control me to be good,

I am their slave,

A happy one.

A happy participant of the magic,

I’m here sticking around,

Coz, I can see it.

I can feel it.

There’s hope here.

 

 

Text Prompt : Write a poem about HOPE

 

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