Hope

HOPE

Hope,

You’ll always find it hidden,

it has wings

and soars high,

it perches in the soul,

and lays nested

in those hearts.

It’s the glass of water

we swallow bitter medicines with.

It shrills and screeches

when left shattered,

but comes back again

like Dumbledore’s Fawkes.

It’s believing

what’s not but could be.

But it is what it is and let’s accept it, we’re addicted to it.

Author: Molshree Gupta

About the Author: Student of MBA-08

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