.hope Poem by Vidyadhar Durgekar

Sun descending in the horizon,
After a day long travel to rest,
Fading under the heavenly blankets
With colours of fire in the sky
Red Amber Cerise and Magenta Dye

Birds returning back to their nest,
In the dim light of the dusk,
Farmers winding up their days task,
When night spreads its cover of dark,
To return home to their loving folk;

Far away in the lonely sea
On his canoe with sails in breeze,
Fisherman steers back his ore,
Towards a small light on distant shore
Sighting the paradise of his home;

Whole day fighting with waves,
with sun and wind, facing as a brave,
Continuing his task as a natures slave;
Even with a hunch that he may fail,
With hopes high on his face frail;

It was another day with nothing in the net
Since many days it has been his fate
With hope, determined to sail the day next,
With belief firm to make good what is lost,
With prayer on his lips for almighty the great;