Got So Far
Hope keeps us alive and it is everything when we have nothing, here the poet hopes to see the face of his beloved in the darkest night
Hope to see my moon faced darling
Thousands of faces
Appeared in my dream
Some were fire, some were ice
both were mean but beautiful to eyes
I kept hoping that
Moon faced would appear soon
To embrace my scars till dawn and noon
Like a full star in the sky
I rubbed my eyes and tried to fly
With a deep smile in my heart
I recollected my broken hopes
and got so far!
© 2021 Bisma