This is my first and probably the last attempt for a poem. A Poem on Hope. I always admire poets. Expressing something in 12 or 16 interconnected lines is really a great thing. A google search on “poem meaning” itself is hard to understand for normal people.
According to DICTIONARY.COM a poem is
a composition in verse, especially one that is characterized by a highly developed artistic form and by the use of heightened language and rhythm to express an intensely imaginative interpretation of the subject.
MY POEM ON HOPE
A word with million Expressions
A word with million Dreams
A word with a million Emotions
And we call it as Hope
When there is Hope
Dark may turn to Brightness
Rainbows may appear among Clouds
Worst may change to Best
When I hug my Hope
My loneliness is a thing of Past
My troubles are always Solvable
My life sings the tune of love in Every Breath
I know this may nowhere near to call it as poetry and never intended for even considering that. but I loved the pressure inside me to scribble a few lines which eventually I would like to call as a Poem. Now I leave for my esteemed readers to say something on it.
Thanks for the patience.