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Hope is the thing with feathers

A poem about the quiet strength and persistence of hope

By The best writer Published 21 days ago 1 min read

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

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I’m a passionate writer who believes words have the power to inspire, heal, and challenge perspectives. On Vocal, I share stories, reflections, and creative pieces that explore real emotions, human experiences, and meaningful ideas.

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  • Abuzar Khan16 days ago

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