To Reap Hope
A wasteland of dreams
creates more angst
when night starts to dim,
to drain hollow trails
pinching my bruised chest.
Yet, I shall take
my will’s new flight
and burn candles
seeking life’s grail.
In my world…
fervor roams;
bathed by trust
gently
reaping
hope!
Dr. Ram's Diminished Hexaverse
Theme: Hope
by nette onclaud
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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