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Hope Disguised

Keira is just a teenager, a lover and devoted friend of literature.

I called this hope disguised,
Because isn't the dark the easiest way to find the light?



I used to believe vision was a curse,
And knowledge it's blatant scare
Yet there were times I hid behind windows,
Rather glass, the ones we always deemed fair

Because what must be seen,
Might never be known
And what must have been said
Could always be gone to mourn

And there were moments of fleeting conscience,
When I realized I soared when I could fly
That maybe if clouds could ricochet
It wasn't really far, all needed was a try

And there were moments of unbounded guilt,
When I realized I wasn't willing of worth,
That every single marvel I birthed
Could always be sown to dirt

But through it all, there was madness
And there was wonder
There were actual pieces of wit
With golden traces of tender

And I say this with utmost grace,
There rarely goes by another sun,
When I don't worship the limitless mercy of death,
There rarely goes another distilled corner of hush,
When I don't miss the screaming mess my mind put to bed,
But there are chances,
There are chances so strong,
I might be willing to fall over
And re-sow, all in the single name of wrong

In the end,
Perhaps it could all have turned out different,
Perhaps I could have made it shorter,
But then there's always this midnight snack,
A small piece of chocolate
And it's stuck inside my throat
And maybe I don't believe in destiny
But I do call it hope


© 2021 Keira Anand


Keira Anand (author) on February 23, 2021:

aww thanks a lot!!!

Keira Anand (author) on February 23, 2021:

Okay woah, this is-

Well, let me build up a new miniworld for all the elite compliments i've ever received, thankyou!

Keira Anand (author) on February 23, 2021:

Thankyou so much for reading my work!

manatita44 from london on February 21, 2021:

Yes, it is a most exquisite piece! Welcome here and carry on!

Rodric Anthony Johnson from Surprise, Arizona on February 20, 2021:

Girl!!!! This is a song! The entire time I read the poem my mind tried to for music in the background of my thoughts. I love the flow of the poem and how easily your message seems to jump of the screen. I don't do poetry. Every time I do though, this happens. Thanks for being the poem that God is trying to tell me to get into reading more.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on February 20, 2021:

This was quite a wonderful poem, and you have wordsmith qualities. Nice job, and thank you for the nice fan mail.

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