Let me find hope…
In the gentlest of whispers,
which stops the loudest of screams,
in the deepest of love,
where my heart can lean,
and find its way back from the darkest nights,
as I lay my mind, on the first morning light…
let me find hope
Let me find hope…
In the gentlest of whispers,
which stops the loudest of screams,
in the deepest of love,
where my heart can lean,
and find its way back from the darkest nights,
as I lay my mind, on the first morning light…
let me find hope
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
September 4, 2016 at 8:49 am
I love the juxtaposition of opposites in this poem! It makes for a powerful
September 4, 2016 at 8:49 am
poem.
September 4, 2016 at 8:51 am
Thank you so much my friend 😊
September 4, 2016 at 8:58 am
I love the flow and feel of this poem. Beautiful! 🙂
September 4, 2016 at 9:21 am
Thank you so much my friend ☺
September 4, 2016 at 10:52 pm
Good poem 🙂
September 4, 2016 at 11:05 pm
Hope is here. This made me smile.
September 5, 2016 at 10:10 am
Beautiful poem Neha that evokes the spirit of hope.
September 5, 2016 at 10:37 am
Thank you so much Brad
September 5, 2016 at 3:53 pm
🙂
September 5, 2016 at 7:43 pm
Very nice.
September 11, 2016 at 9:13 am
Thank you so much and for all the reblogs 🙂
September 11, 2016 at 12:33 pm
You are very welcome so much.
September 5, 2016 at 7:44 pm
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site and commented:
By the great Neha.
September 6, 2016 at 8:45 am
Ah, such true beauty.
September 11, 2016 at 9:18 am
Thank you so much 🙂
April 24, 2018 at 4:10 pm
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WE ARE REALLY “UP A TREE”, WITHOUT HOPE!