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Desire for hope

a little

By Kisama Riyo Published about a year ago 2 min read

We absorb illusions and imagination

Our mirage leads us towards error We wish to build the palace to last

But building on demand

And disappointment throws an arrow

And we began to avoid it on the question

And we proudly sip the dose of hope

And the hope increases like sand

And the echo informed us that this

The harvest of doubts without a doubt

So we continued on the road to the heights

And we slowed down like turtles in sandals

And we said: We will rise in the sky

And live like the life of the crescent

Until our hope became the life of the eagle

And we remain in a life like the mountains

So the hopes died in the chests

Because life is short for men

So the people said: How can this

young man die among the thirsty shadows?

As if hopes are ashes on a day

The winds scatter them with deception

And gather them in vain on a day of hardship

And he seeks them after a feast

And brings a basket to pour in

The ashes of helplessness on a day of possibility

And that effort is gone

So his ashes are like pearls

And he asked the horizons about him

So what guides him to the salvation of the nights

So if he does not succeed in a result

He is confused and does not know every situation

So he is afraid and does not feel safe while he knows

That his destiny is empty in the present

So he cried out and said: He who strives for a goal

And does not tire himself is not a man

So he did not achieve what he hopes for in a lifetime

So if he achieves hope... he does not care

Anxiety dies with the breaths of those

Writing their lives among the struggle

So he who does not find what he hopes for becomes

With him on earth helpless in its destination

It is the world calling every deaf person

And cutting off all links of communication

So the fool answered her... She said mockingly:

Why are you in a hurry Compulsive?

He said: Didn't the creatures call

So I answered the call because of my good mood

She said: I loved a people

They refused to rush to get what they wanted

And I hate those who think slowness is ugly

And rush when they hear my words

She said: What you want is hard to get

I will give you a little without majesty

He said: I am not satisfied with what

You want... So offer without asking

He said: I want to live long

And become a brother to pride in life

She said: You will only get a little

Otherwise you will be in the hands of preoccupation

sad poetry

About the Creator

Kisama Riyo

I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.

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