Sunday, October 31, 2010

HOPE.......a good start for everything i guess...

DRENCHED SHE STANDS
AGAINST THE COLD WINTER WINDS.
DRENCHED IN GRIEF AND DESPAIR-
THE MOON SHINES GLORIOUSLY,
AS NIGHT FALLS, STEALING
ALL HER DREAMS AGIAN.

SHE STANDS THERE,
STARING AT A FLICKERING CANDLE,
PONDERING OVER STRENGTH,
STRENGTH PUT UP BY THE WEAK LIGHT
AGAINST THE RUTHLESS WIND.
AND THERE, IT CROSSES HER MIND-

SHE STANDS THERE
NOW WITH "HOPE"
BESIDE A SEPULCHER OF MISERIES
THE HOPE, THE LIGHT WILL SUSTAIN THE WIND.
THE HOPE, THE SUN WILL COME AGAIN.
THE HOPE, SOON THERE WILL BE SPRING.

 SHE STANDS THERE
WITH A FAINT SMILE
FAINT, BUT STRONG
STRONG AS THE HOPE BUILT ALONG
THE FACADE OF MELANCHOLY, FOR LONG.
KNOWING, THINGS WILL HAVE A "NEW BEGINNING".

-VAISAKHI MISHRA

5 comments:

  1. hey congo !
    on your new blog !!

    well this is a nice poem loved it !
    Do write more :)

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  2. hehe thanku fatima....this is 4 u u know....the blog...started coz of u......love you..

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  3. I liked the poem for one reason..the rhyme scheme..not many can pen down verses this way...!
    great going!
    Enjoy !

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  4. Dunno... how I came to your blog n poems!!! Clicked link somewhere from some page... But, I m really glad, I did read a few of them... I liked each one I read!!! Keep it up!!!

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  5. @sprintfire-lucky me u liked my blog...thanku 4 these encouragin commnt...n glad u visited my blog...:)

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