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Desperate Hope

Written: December 19, 2023 

"His style has the desperate jauntiness of an orchestra fiddling away for dear life on a sinking ship. Edmund Wilson"

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With each fresh day, leaves on trees grew dry.
Stream flow had ceased in the vast waterway.
Enormous boulders collapsed to dust!
Perched on lonesome island of my life fust

I tasted the bitterness of shattered dreams.
Walls stood in my path, hindering laud gleams.
Depart from my delicate and feeble universe!
My nightmares shattered all hope, into a curse.

Departing with daunting sadness and failure.
Wallowing in self-pity, longing for a torn sailor.
I am seriously suffering through my fate!
I was startled when I heard a faint whisper sate.

Optimism is a belief that can lead to success.
Even if roses are cut, spring will still progress.
Shift focus toward kindness, not dwell on pain.
Twiddle to the glorious sky to rise once again.

There are no desperate situations, they say.
Only desperate people endure; they convey.
In the pits of anguish, hope might dwindle.
We mimic inner force to rise without a swindle.

There, within the deepest recesses of our minds.
In a land where shadows hover and dismay binds.
A faint glimmer of light starts to flicker.
We will strive for perseverance and vigor.

Who are these people, you might ask?
Ones who will fit any extent for their task.
They are those who are eager for success.
Steadfast in their quest, they never digress.

They are the skeptics, rebels, and bold.
Who is loath to be tethered by societal mold?
They overstep limits and breach walls.
Unabatedly, their tenacity never stalls.

Ready to accomplish a wide range of things.
They have no fear of spreading their wings.
No snag is too vast, or argue that is too tough.
They are keen on any cost, even if it is rough.

Grace flows, twists, turns, renewing spun gold.
Heaven's enduring doors continue to enfold. 
Wistful soul is overtaken by delight scope.
Phoenix emerges from the ashes of lost hope.

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Edward Ibeh January 11, 2024 at 5:16 AM Congratulations on your top win in my contest with this spectacular piece, Lasaad. I'm facing this masterpiece.

Krishnanand Guptar January 11, 2024 at 3:20 AM Congratulations Master Sotto on your top placement in the poetry contest. The depth of your message synchronizes with your elevated diction and your choosy rhymes as usual. Best Regards

Christuraj Alex January 10, 2024 at 9:31 PM "Grace flows, twists, turns, renewing spun gold" - Indeed, a very beautiful concept. Congratulations!

Karen Jones January 10, 2024 at 10:42 AM Congratulations on your first place win!

Silent One December 22, 2023 at 11:59 AM Sotto your poem presents a powerful and dynamic narrative of resilience and the triumph of the human spirit over adversity. The vivid imagery and emotive language convey a journey from despair to renewal, making it a compelling exploration of hope and perseverance... deeply emotive and rhymes so well..

Evelyn Judy Buehler December 21, 2023 at 6:38 PM An amazing and inspiring masterpiece, Sotto. I love the beautiful rhyming and stunning images. Best wishes.

Valsa George December 21, 2023 at 4:46 AM "There are no desperate situations, they say. Only desperate people endure; they convey. In the pits of anguish, hope might dwindle. We mimic inner force to rise without a swindle." When we feel that we are losing the game of life, from inside we hear a whisper of some who have defeated all negative thoughts. They are the winners in life. Like phoenix, they rise from the ashes. Your poems always convey that there is scope for improvement and that hope resides even in the darkest pits.Through self motivation and positive attitude to life, one can script success. Your life illustrates the very fact. Love this poem with its beautiful message. All the Best dear friend.

Paige Hind December 20, 2023 at 5:42 PM Very inspiring. A triumph!

Jay Narain December 20, 2023 at 9:56 AM A beautiful poem with optimistic ending.

Vijay Pandit December 20, 2023 at 5:36 AM Shift focus toward kindness, not dwell on pain. Twiddle to the glorious sky to rise once again--words of wisdom echo throughout your poem, my friend. Inspiration exudes from verses of life and hope.

Ink Empress December 20, 2023 at 4:06 AM What a powerful write that depicts the need to be strong and switch focus on what requires your attention! You’ve left much needed reminders in brilliant rhymes, and in such a poetic manner especially“ I am seriously suffering through my fate!” “ Even if roses are cut, spring will still progress. Shift focus toward kindness, not dwell on pain.” What a way to phrase this, when all feels like fate has failed us, these words can be true guide back to finding light away from dwelling in darkness.

Hilda Greenhough December 19, 2023 at 8:33 PM This is a beautiful poem. I'm glad it has a happy ending. The photograph seems to speak the mood of the poem.

Maria Fernandez-Garcia December 19, 2023 at 4:43 PM Sotto this such deep, touching penning . Listening to you at the same time is so...quenching for poetry. Now I drank. Phoenix always escape from the ashes and grow new wings. Thanks my dear friend for sharing this beauty of poem with your beautiful voice and the music. CHAPEAU!