How & why do we lose hope? & if it dies in our hearts, then how does it manage to come back to life again? How does it die & how does it wake up again? & how can we stop this continuous process from hurting us? Hope is a bitter-sweet feeling.. Really it is. Enjoy the new piece.
Bitter-Sweet Hope
Into my life you come & go
I wonder why you do me so
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You disappear
I drown in my tear
..ate up by my fear
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Then you shine in grace
You fill up the space
You open your embrace
My sorrow fades.. absolutely no trace
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Then you turn your back.. you leave
My heart dries.. like a withering leaf
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Into my life, you come & go
I feel the pain, yet welcome you though
I wonder why you do me so
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Dear Mai, hope is like a phoenix - whenever it dies, it raises again from the ashes.
or we die.
very well said ya Yasmeen! :) welcome to my blog Jesi!
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