Posted in Poetic Driblets

Hope

So what does it mean

To truly be alive

What is the epitome 

Of our existence 

Is it to be ambitious 

To have dreams

Or is to simply take it

One day at a time 

Whatever answer

You might think is right 

It could only be

Just a mere distraction

To take your mind off

The thought of your own mortality 

Yet again

It also could be true 

That there is a bigger picture 

A more important purpose 

Showing that true life 

Is way stranger than fiction 

Well life is a dark tale

But there’s a brighter side

There’s always a brighter side 

Hope

Look at the lustre 

It casts into the sky

As it slowly comes up 

On the horizon.

Tee

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Author:

Poet |Fiction Writer |Wannabe Comedian |Food lover |African |Zimbwabean

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