Hopes

Times and Oft
When
The Gloom of our Life
The Agony of our Pain
The Burden of our Guilt
The Evil of our Soul
Make us feel…
Like a failure…..Then, We hope

Hope is like a light house
Which, Standing alone
All by itself, in the eternity of ocean
Shows
A directionless ship, a direction to follow

Hope is like a silver lining
Lightening alone
All by itself, in the engulfing darkness
Shows
A deserted caravan, a road to tread

So
When pitted against all the odds, hope
Hope
Because up there is a Midas
Who by a touch
Can turn hopes to reality