Knitting The Lost Hope

Knitting The Lost Hope

Many times I told in a poem

Through nicks with meaningful sribbles
          Pulled out a bunch of rotating stories

Flapping wings with a million imaginations

Flaying with unheald wound
          Reminded me of a hope, that began to dim helplessy

Asking for justice to the universe, even if my heart feels tight

There musn’t be the slightest word of surrender…

          A million dreams wander into the sky

Wrapped in twilight that’s so biting, called me while whispering

Come here, I’ll whisper even if it’s just a little

          Although I know, maybe it feels very difficult

But I know, you always have a way to get up

When this self has been dedicated, a dream and hope

          Musn’t be shaken in the slightest

Stringing knots of happiness

Continue the edict of the struggle, expect sustainable seeds

          Who never give up before winning