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Hope!

A dark scary night
Not a soul in sight
I am lost in dusty bye-lanes
Fear grips my heart

Suddenly I see ahead
A busy highway with gleaming lamps

Hope emerges from my heart again

Merciless sun is beating upon the land
Dry arid land looks thirsty and bland
Trees slowly wither
Life hides wherever it can

The wind suddenly turns into a gale
Thunder and lightning herald the coming of rain

Hope leaps up from my heart again

Disrespect, negativity, ego
Make me go insane
Mistrust, misunderstandings, insecurities
Fill my heart with pain

An evolved life emerges
Embraces me without the desire of any gain

Hope dances forth from my heart again

Life is such a struggle
Some days it feels like a dark night
On other days like a parched land
Some days the heart cries unable to tolerate pain

Leaving my self behind
I retreat into another world
I fight, I shout
And berate my life for making me so frail

Once the tempest is over
I sit calmly and I seek
To hear what life is trying to tell me
While I drown in noise and disdain

Hope fills my heart
Revives me
And takes away all the pain
And teaches me once again

Life is hope
And when there is hope
There can be no pain!
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