The audacity to hope
I once had dared to hope
For things I now abhor
I had once impudently nursed the hope
Where I had never dared to hope before
I had hoped for sunshine and smiles
And a reprieve from the incessant rain
But the calm before the storm tricked me and transfixed me
And now I daren’t hope for them again
I had hoped for a shelter from the tempest
A haven for my sustenance alone
And perhaps a gallant man, to forever hold my hand
But all I have now is a heart of stone
I had hoped for something to melt the boulder
That lay heavily in my chest to seethe
Some fanciful turn of fate or magical golden gate
But hope for wretched is akin to the sin of greed
Alas, I am eternally alone in my melancholy
From goodness and desires my soul does abstain
I once had the audacity to hope for things beyond my scope
But I will have such hope never again
poem by Samah Khan
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