In the darkness - poetry collection

3

I went to the window without any hope

But the stars were shining high in the sky 

And I didn't needed any telescope 

As a shooting star cut the night.

I was sure there would be cloud 

Thicker than the storm inside my head 

But the word hope screamed loud

When my chances didn't flew ahead.

And I knew that it was not the time for desperation

But a new field to fill with my inspiration

Like a blank canvas waiting 

To have dream painted in it.