The Dead Hope

The light that gleams 
on the palm,
Flashes into my dull 
eyes,
Eyes, that are dull, 
don't let it touch my 
heart,
My heart is drowned 
in the dark shadows 
of sorrows,
It wants the light of 
hope, of love and 
peace,
What shall I do? 
When all hopes 've 
already died,
The light that passes 
through the shivering 
green leaves,
Does not reach my 
heart, only reflects on 
my eyes.
Light is free, but not 
my heart,
My heart is chained 
with the chains of 
despaire,
The chains that bound 
it with force unkown,
Will be broken 
someday, must be 
shattered I hope,
I hope against the 
hope, though all the 
hopes are dead,
Yes, I know! I know, 
that all hopes are 
dead...

Hashim...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Kamoonpuri Avatar
April 30, 2013 at 7:26 AM
Dont lose hope even if u can write about in excellent metaphorical way as u hav done.
Nizamani Avatar
April 30, 2013 at 8:05 AM
Thank u for suggestion!
A   Avatar
April 28, 2013 at 7:52 PM
Hashim, you described the light in your deep eye with great imagery. However it is light going down a long way... and i don't think all hope is lost... love it... Linda
Nizamani Avatar
April 29, 2013 at 12:56 AM
Thank you Linda for liking and commenting on my poem.
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