Where Faith and Hope Have a Try
The 2021 calendar, on the wall,
Days are yet to arrive.
The bedside lamp is dimmed now,
And another night to survive.
I didn't greet an angel in my dream,
Never learned to do so.
Prayer beads glow in the dark, a greenish hue,
Hours for heartache to know.
Wishful starlight still shines bright with timelessness
In that enormous sparkling sky
Fallen dreams linger on for an end, where
Faith and hope have a try.
Copyright © Tamanna Ferdous | Year Posted 2020
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