Let me tell you something about hope.
Hope,
Slowly burns out, like everything else;
Hope,
Like an ancient Indian demon, like phoenix
Re-arrives on its own remains;
Hope,
Sells in the market as a necessary drug,
Helps the helpless and feeds on desires.
Hope is what hot air does to a desert
Hope is a scam, you are yet to unearth.
Hope,
Slowly burns out, like everything else;
Hope,
Like an ancient Indian demon, like phoenix
Re-arrives on its own remains;
Hope,
Sells in the market as a necessary drug,
Helps the helpless and feeds on desires.
Hope is what hot air does to a desert
Hope is a scam, you are yet to unearth.
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