Poem -

Beautiful Hope

From a desperate cry

Beautiful Hope

My existence was a loss
In the spell that was cast
I found the dream 
And a beautiful hope 
To restore the past
I called unto you 
And you answered me 
From deep in the eternity 
Calling out restlessly. 
This world created
an atmosphere dark and inhabited
I confess, I am in destress
To be the lesser of your interest
Stained with all the blame
The cruel torture reign 
you heard my desperate cry
being thrown into poverty to die
Into the very debt that was too high
 
With all anxieties circling me 
And the pressure of life sweeps over me 
Broken and abandon 
Misfortune appears at random
When faint breath could hardly pray
It seem life was ebbing away
But I try to rise again
Unhinged timidity to gain
Out from the engulfing pain
although the current torrid situation 
threatens with more depression
The heart inclined with an apparition  
 
When tears no more could be shed
fate wrapped around my head
Refuge almost rendered me dead
Until I sank further back down 
And gradually with persistence found
myself alive beyond the shifting ground 

Into a distant past the present time
clinging to the hope in my mind 
 

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