Hope Is Life

Life is like a vessel without a sail. Neither a compass nor a harbor to anchor Just a voyage Without hope. Life is like a kite. Broken from its string Moving aimlessly in all directions with the wind Without hope. Life is a pen with nothing to write. And a blank book, with nothing to read. Without hope. He who embarks on the vessel of life. Holding in his hand the compass of ego and hope, Will reach the harbor of his goal And will wind up his voyage. It’s he who flies the kite With a strong string of hope Will move in the direction he wants. It’s he who will write With the pen of hope In the book of life Will leave something for us to read. Poetry by Tiny Sahabandu.