As Raindrops Become Fewer ( Photography, Poetry )


As Raindrops Become Fewer

As raindrops become fewer,
Mind gets tired easily, more often,
Hope puts a hand on the shoulder,
Diverting the pain by walking along, steps one to ten,

As time goes into its routine,
Feet pull-off what once was a dreaded dream,
A walk in the desert, once a fortress for flora – a landscape so very pristine,
As raindrops become fewer.

Sometimes,
When things are harsh,
You need to have hope, yet close your eyes to the reality,
Because, reality might pound your hope into dust.

Sometimes,
When things are harsh,
You need to have hope, yet keep open your eyes to reality,
Because, reality might fuel your hope into an endless and tireless trance of reasonable expectation..

Hope.
its not a big word among one’s vocabulary,
but it is a big part of one’s choice for survival.

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3 Comments

  1. hope has been a friend of mine since childhood… its beautiful to read about something that has to do with the true inner friend of yours… keep sharing. 🙂
    Gud LuCk

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