Poetry

The Hope- Immortal

Night is dark, dismay, Land is frozen, the wind is icy,
In the middle of night, everything is hazy,
Trail is  sludgy, sky is gloomy,
Nothing and no one is awake, except me,

 

I have to be ready, and alert to march ahead,
I don’t know what is about to come,
What I have to face, what life going to unbox for me,
What destiny would bring for me?

 

In spite of so much uncertainty, so much haziness,
Along with  dump of perplexity, and complexity,
I am calm and anchored, firmly matching to destiny.

 

Because I can know you are with me,
neither physically, nor tangible, nor noticeably,
But, I know you will join me, After frozen seasons,

 

All these are just my thinking, which generates believes,
believes, generates hope, yes I have hope,
The Hope, which is immortal.

  © Abhishek Yadav-2017

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