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HOPE

HOPE Troops of despondent locusts have fallen dead To the farthest, blooming buds have spread Obliterated the fence of limitations Has stretched its wings, the freedom equations Gigantic leaps though planned, when pulls us out of race Every Rung of the tallest ladder finds its purposeful place When drifted and lost on a chilling, scary rainy night A cozy cottage with burning fire-place in sight! ©Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak, 2016

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Date: 4/21/2016 11:26:00 PM
Anumaxmi, a warm feeling to this write... Enjoyed.. LINDA
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Anulaxmi Nayak
Date: 10/1/2016 2:42:00 AM
Dear Linda , thank you for your appreciative words:-) I feel honoured:-)thanks again,.....love,Anu:-)
Date: 4/20/2016 12:59:00 PM
"Every Rung of the tallest ladder finds its purposeful place"...this binds the piece together nicely. Hope is a ladder, not always easily climbed. J.
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Anulaxmi Nayak
Date: 6/16/2016 12:24:00 PM
dear J.Tudor, thank you for your visit and comment, sorry for my delayed reply, i am happy you liked my poem.... yes, i agree with you...to stick to hope is herculean task as we tend to lose hope easily...thanks again, love, Anu:)