The Trifling Hopes Poem by Nishu Sharma
The Trifling Hopes
In trifling hopes of bright tomorrows,
Accomplished life spans.
On the paths some wide and narrow,
goodness lost its chance.
In the whoops of joys shallow,
perceptions get into trance.
In the mist of deep down sorrow,
Enlightenment can't enhance.
The life itself seems hollow,
miserable soul need expanse.
The time will come and swallow,
The tale of longings once began.
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4/26/2024 4:28:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hopes can be like a cancer sometimes. Enjoyed your poem, Nishu. Thanks for sharing. Peace