Hope

Hope


Hopes these hopes
They make one fly
High in utopia
Hope is an illusion
Gives ray of survival
To dying being.
Hopes are conclusion in despair,
Hope is strength to move ahead
They fill joy and thousands similes
But
The day hope vanishes
Ray of light switch off too
Sarcasm surrounds head
Things seems to go out of
Hand and it feel so weak
And thoughts of dark on peak
Makes one so meek to think
Only tears of pain pricks.