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Hope… : A poem by Sheela S. Iyer

Hope is a small word but the crux of life and existence
One who finds ways to touch the sky, will never measure distance.
Hope can build a skyscraper
It allows you to climb any ladder.
Hope will replace problems into opportunities
It will help Fight all situations and difficulties.
Hope guides us to keep moving
The path may be rough, but will get strength for defeating.
Unaware if life is short or will see many more sunrises,
Keep your dreams alive in those sparkling eyes.
If hope inside you dies, rays of the sun will also fade
Hope is the only energy for the soul, don’t be afraid.
Like the rays of the morning sun, light the fire in you
Nothing is impossible underneath the sky of blue.
As you continue to hold hands of hope, wonders and miracles will walk your way
If you leave hope you will find yourself in some isolated bay.
Today world is mourning, but hope is still alive
This phase will also pass away; our earth and economy will soon revive.