When the first hope breathes its last <br />Another one begins to crawl. <br />A future stares at it though. <br /> <br />When the crawling ends for once <br />It sits and looks around <br />And then reaches out to objects far. <br /> <br />It studies at the school of optimism <br />But the hands of pessimism grip it next <br />And it wears an attire of illusion. <br /> <br />The hope blooms in a withering smile <br />As the images of illusion snare at it for long <br />And there goes the home bell - it should leave. <br /> <br />It returns to a home deserted <br />By the lone guardian the bold ego -once a strong friend too <br />And finds no solace in the vacant chambers of the mind. <br /> <br />The second hope lives alone -how hard! <br />But no terror enters its domains - ah! <br />For it should live for a race in dismay...<br /><br />M.D DINESH NAIR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-hope/
