My Ranting Place

Fickle hope

Far.
Far from reach.
Too far.
Miles away even.
Out of my reach.

The ray of shimmering sunshine seemed to be mocking me as it ran away playing a touchless game of tag with me - ironic right?

Can someone please tell me why I had 'hoped'?

Hope is fickle bitch but then again isn't that the only thing driving us; our hearts, brains and most importantly souls?

The urge to get just a tiny little glimpse of the sun at the end of this dismal tunnel is what keeps me going.
One step at a time.
Gradual progress.
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Hajirah Writes