Hope
written by: Kumar Ghimire
Flock the feathers of hope.
Fly in the sky of imagination.
Hope is the mother of patience.
And it is the father of courage.
Sun smiles
even at the veil of night.
In the hope for dawn.
Flower tolerates the pinch of thorns
In the hope of blossoms.
Pain dances in the music of hope.
Like the pitter-patter of dancing rain.
Hope is an ointment
To heal the wounds of heart.
It is shade in desert of loneliness.
Those who have hope
In their cupid heart.
Can overcome anything.
Hope is a seed to grow, to sprout
You will win.
Have the big hope
In your tiny heart.
Kumar Ghimire is a student of Nepal Business College affiliated with Lincoln University. His poems have been published at Sahityapost, Polish Magazine and others.
