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June-20-2026
Hope or Ambition Monorhyme Poetry Contest
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My Musings on Hope
Even in blasts of winter, I never lose hope,
I wait for spring to come when new sprouts pop
When leaves appear to crown every treetop
When autumn in turn brings a bumper crop.
Even when my sky turns dark, I clutch on to hope
In all adversities and heartbreaks, it helps me cope
I nurture trust and dream big dreams, nonstop
My trip into a fantasy world, none can stop.
In sultry summer, hope falls on me as raindrop
Cooling my mind as morning’s lustrous dewdrop.
When my days grow darker, still I cling onto hope,
As the drowning man holds firmly to a dangling rope.
Through shadowy nights, like the blind as I grope,
And when my feet stagger, hope becomes my prop.
It, thus becomes to every man a powerful dope,
Lending dreams a new horizon and wider scope.
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