In the depths of despair, when all seems lost,
Hope fuels our spirits, no matter the cost.
It paints a canvas with vibrant hues,
Igniting dreams we thought we'd lose.
With hope, we find the strength to heal,
To mend our wounds, to make life surreal.
It fills our hearts with courage anew,
And helps us journey, our dreams pursue.
When storms rage on, and winds blow strong,
Hope sings its song, a comforting prong.
It gathers strength from our innermost core,
And whispers, "You can achieve so much more."
Though turbulent storms may come our way,
Hope whispers, "This too shall pass" and stay.
It leaves no room for fear and doubt,
But wraps us in a comforting shroud.
So with every breath, hope flowers anew,
And makes the impossible dreams come true.
Without hope, a human can't survive,
It's the essence of life, the reason we strive.
-Ali
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Kardia - Poems
PoetryA poem is a canvas of imagination, a place where dreams take flight, Where words become the brushstrokes, painting vivid scenes in light. It's a world of emotions, a tapestry of thought and grace, A celebration of the human heart, a reflection of ou...
