I HOPE

 
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I HOPE


My soul requests,
Even if my breathe eradicates,
and heart cease to beat...
Still hope their presence,
always beside me.
I ask,
and they assures to bring it
in the twinkling of an eye...
They wrote my destiny,
by tearing up the pages of their life.
My arm has an amulet,
that amulet holds their blessing...
That blessing will shield me,
when time will try to cheat,
and woeful fortune will try to hit me.
Every fear,every tear they wipe down,
they make me smile whenever I frown.
And when these ageing, wandering rains,
drain away all my colours,
and make me old...
Still will find those two angels hands
in the rainbow,to hold.
Until the sun blazed into ashes,
and sunshine into smoke...
They will be present beside me,
the only thing I hope.
Hope we could have the same age,
So that you both remain...till my end.
And I only wish to flow and shine,
Like a river in every life.
Wanna take birth in the same lap of
snowy mother peak and
father like sunshine..
                                         

-RITIKA THAKUR



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