In this muted
Concrete
I can see a
Sliver of
Hope
Crawl in.
Can you see it
Too?
It managed a way
Through
Cold windows
And
Hardened bedrooms.
White as radiant
Purity,
It found a way through
The
Scorching frost
Of my
City life.
What About Me
Parents
Bosco
Us
4 comments:
Yeah..hope is that which keeps us going...always...even when it feels as if the night has gone to sleep and will never wake up again. Hope it brings good to you....
Anil - True. Maybe that's what's so basically good about most humans. They hold on to it. However tough it might be. Suppose faith goes with it?
monochrome - I do tend to break my lines, somewhat like the train of my thoughts. Off and on. There and not there. You get my drift.
And you most definately can link me! Thanks for that and reading too :)
" In this muted
Concrete
I can see a
Sliver of
Hope
Crawl in."
Very nice imagery. Yes, I can see it too!
;-)
.:A:. - :) I dabble with it!
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