Do you know what is ‘hope’?
It’s a chisel that sculpts your dream.
It’s a lantern for your mind in the dark.
It’s a solace in the Herculean swim upstream.
It’s an immortal drink at the desert’s embark.
Do you know why I do hope?
I feel fearless even on a sticky wicket.
I see happiness even in a desperate thrashing.
I feel confident even with one of my feet in a trouncing.
And i deem serene even amongst the most vivid thoughts.
Do you still wonder why do we hope?
Do you still speculate why it’s so special in scope?
The answer is simple, but ample to ponder:
Hope is the reason why tomorrow exists in thrust,
And it’s the only thing in the world we can trust.
(20th Aug 2009)